Feeling Safe With Danger

Before I knew it, Harry was pulling into a parking lot. He unbuckled his seatbelt before reaching over and unbuckling mine, the action causing me to jolt. He let out a laugh.

“Thought I was going to do this?” His finger traced the line from my knee to my hip along my thigh, sending tingles throughout my body. I froze on the spot, my eyes locked on his face. He peered up at me and gave me one of knee-weakening winks. His eyes moved a little further to the center, towards my zipper. I came to my senses, slapping his hand away. He laughed, shaking his head. I could feel myself trembling slightly. Our date barely began, and already he was touching me inappropriately.

He helped me out of the car, firmly grabbing my hand before he made his way to the box office of the movie theater. I was astonished at his choice of location for the date. Dangerous Harry is taking me on a date to a movie theater. I realized the location of the date was nowhere near as bad as I thought it would be. I was scared that he was taking me back to his flat, or to an abandoned place on the outskirts of town, or to some slave trade deal on the railroad tracks. But no, he was taking me to see a movie, like we were actually on a consenting date.

“Two tickets for the Zombie Man”

A horror movie, of course. At least it wasn’t as bad as me being kidnapped.

He tugged me inside, buying us popcorn. I was happy when he bought a packet of sour skittles.
“I figured having some of your favorite candy would ease your nervousness.”
My face hardened.
“How did you know these were my favorite?”
“I saw you with your friends at your sleepover, after you plowed into me.” He winked.
I gulped. Hard. He had followed me to Amelia’s house. It frightened me that he so easily followed us, and so easily admitted it.
Right then a girl with straight blonde hair ran over to us.
“Harry? Is that you? What her you doing with....her?” She looked at me with disgust.
“I’m on a date.” He looked a little irritated.
She let out a shrieky cackle.
“With her!?!? Well, she’s in for it tonight. I know how much you love to dominate.” With that, she turned around, swaying her ass back and forth as she slowly walked away, glancing back to give Harry a seductive look. I was a little irritated at her surprise for Harry being with me. I didn’t find myself to be that pretty, but it was still rude of her to show such surprise.

I was filled with disgust, realizing again that Harry had been with many girls. With his good looks, he was probably rarely turned down.

We made our way towards the room in which our movie was playing. As we were about to walk in. Harry stopped. His eyes heatedly fixed on someone. His muscles tensed. I heard his breathing get heavier. I followed Harry’s eyes to see who he was staring at: one of the workers. All of a sudden he walked up to the guy, grabbing him by the throat. The man started to gasp for air. I began to panic...I started yelling Harry’s name to stop him. He ignored me.

Harry turned his open hand into a fist, striking the man in the stomach. I watched in horror, my head beginning to spin.

He released the grip on the man’s throat and quickly pulled him by the arm. Harry whispered something into the man’s ear. The man’s eyes widened in fear.

I glanced around, wondering if anyone else was present, but there was not one witness. I began to shake, my fear of Harry rising.
Harry continued to look at the man, eyes burning with anger. Finally, the man nodded, and Harry left the worker to slump over his injury.
Harry grabbed my wrist forcefully, causing me to wince. I didn’t want to question him, afraid of he might say or do. He brought me into the theater room, and sat us all the way in the back corner. There was few people in the theater, most of them a distance away from us.

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