The city was awfully quiet tonight, not a usual thing for this constantly going, never asleep major city. New York City was only quiet because of the weather, hardly a soul was walking unless they were headed to night shifts or to twenty four hour cafes and restaurants. The only cars were mainly taxis or tour buses taking people back to their homes or bringing people into the city.
Besides, it was just a random Wednesday night anyways, no special holidays, no certain celebrations, nothing whatsoever. It was quiet, and Harry liked it more than he knew he should.
God has already blessed him with so much, an amazing family, riches, fame, a career doing something he extremely loves, and he could never take such a quiet and peaceful walk for granted, he truly did appreciate it tonight, despite the freezing temperatures and flurry snowfall.
Time after time he’s thought of moving some where warmer, but staying in America to keep in take with his career and purse the needs of his record label, as well as his connections here and there. However, he always doubted Miami or Los Angeles, Dallas or Nashville, Denver or Santa Fe, D.C. or Pittsburgh. He just felt more at home in New York, just because of the tight space, the almost constant sea of people and let us not forget the weather. Snow and ice, just like in England.
His mind got off track as he heard some rustling in a close alleyway, too loud to be just an everyday thing or a stray cat. It was a person, perhaps more than one. He frowned his eyebrows as a loud commotion of mostly laughter and high pitched screams came from the source. He hurried his speed to reach it quicker, dodging as many obstacles as he could, but still almost tripping his own two feet.
“Your so pretty, darling.. I’d love to take you back to my place.’’ Harry heard the voice say as he got closer.
He stopped quickly on the corner and took a deep breath, his coat and scarf were warming his body back up after the cold jog down here.
“Please.. let-let me go.’’ The voice said in fear, shaking and cracking.
‘’Oh, c’mon pretty thing, let us take care of you.’’ Another voice said.
Harry’s eyes peeped around the corner slightly so that he could see the scene. The alley wasn’t very long, short actually. The people weren’t far from him, huddled against the back corner, crowding over someone, he knew the female voice belonged to the one they were messing with.
He took a deep breath, releasing quietly and slowly as he watched them kick their feet a few times at the person, yelps of pain leaving the mouth of their victim. His brain told him to keep going and just call the police, but his heart was telling him he wasn’t that cruel, just to go save the person and let things play out, the way God has intended for his earth and his people.
“Please! Don’t! I’m only sixteen, please!’’ The girl yelled out, Harry could tell she was obviously crying, sobbing from the fear and fright of the men around her, all very much older than Harry himself.
With a quick shift of his position, he found himself on the bricks of the alley way and off the city sidewalk. He gulped gently as he stepped a little closer. The courage built up inside of him quickly, thankfully, and he spoke up.
‘’Hey! What the hell is going on!?’’ He yells, his eyebrows furrowed in anger.
He can tolerate a drunk, a crack head, low life, but he could not tolerate a woman beater, or in this case a child abuser. This girl probably didn’t consider herself a child, but to Harry she was, besides she was many years his junior.
‘’Mind your own damn business.’’ One of them says as they all stop and look behind them, eyeing Harry as their petty prey.
Harry’s heart skipped a beat as he felt the courage come around again, God was doing amazing things in his body right now, forcing him to do this, but he was thankful. Tonight might just be the night one more child doesn’t die or one more innocent girl doesn’t get raped, and he wants that so bad. He can’t stand this world these days, it was horrible and intolerable. He just wanted to do right.. and right now, in his moment, that was exactly was he was doing.
‘’Let her go.’’ Harry says, stepping closer once again.
‘’Oh, really? What will you do if we don’t?’’ The oldest man smirks, he was nearing fifty as least.
Harry walked over to them, hesitating at first but going ahead and succeeding, he knew he was under God’s watch, he was meant to be here, meant to save this girl and get her safely home, this is what destiny, fate, and God wanted, so that’s what he’s going to do.
‘’I won’t do anything.. But I’ll do anything to get you to leave.’’ Harry says, staring into the cold, black eyes of the man whose beard was tinted with grey, the wrinkles on his forehead and cheeks, aging was going horrible for him, at least in Harry’s thoughts.
‘’And what would that mean exactly?’’ The man asks, as if he was the leader of their little gang here.
‘’Money.’’ Harry mumbles, knowing that he has plenty enough anyways, in his heart it was worth it, just to make sure the girl got home and was okay.
‘’How much?’’ One of them speaks up, stepping closer to the oldest man.
‘’Enough.’’ Harry says simply, reaching into his back pocket to grab ahold of his wallet. He pulls it out and opens it in front of their eyes, letting them witness the entire trade.
‘’I’ll give you a check.. If you give me the girl in return.’’ Harry insists as he rips a blank check from the check book and puts his wallet back in his back pocket of his dark grey skinny jeans.
‘’Why would we do that?’’ The man asks him with an eyebrow raised.
‘’Money buys you food, clothes, drugs, whatever the hell you desire to do with it. And this girl doesn’t need to be here, she desires to be home. Safe. It’s my final offer before I seriously do something about this.’’ Harry warns the man, glancing down at the check in his hand that was already signed, it just needed an amount written down onto it.
“Fine,’’ the man smirks lightly, ‘’Let’s hit the road.’’ He tells the three other guys who walk past Harry, bumping him on purpose.
He stands there and takes it, not caring at that petty move at the moment, he just wanted to get to the girl already, make sure she was safe and okay.
‘’Got a pen?’’ Harry asks as he holds his hand out.
The man gives Harry the pen from his pocket quickly, chuckling as he realizes this was real, he was about to get some money for no apparent reason, well at least in his mind.
‘’Here.’’ Harry says after writing the amount down, he passes him the pen and the check and motions for him to get on with his life and leave.
The man didn’t hesitate, he ran off and began to cheer at the amount of money on the cheek. It wasn’t a lot in Harry’s eyes, but it was in an average person’s eyes. Ten thousand dollars can either buy you a lot of food, or a lot of heroin, depends on your desires and wants in life.
Quickly, Harry rushes over to the girl pushed into the corner. She was shivering and shaking, he noticed as he knelt down and took her hand in his, feeling her freezing cold temperature. She wore a jacket, not a coat but just an everyday American Eagle jacket. She was wearing skinny jeans, black, and grey UGG boots. Her hair was messy due to being pushed around. She clung to a cheap looking purse, probably with her valuables in it. Harry didn’t judge based on appearance, some people aren’t as wealthy as others and that was okay. Right now he just wanted to safe her, to protect her.
The girl’s eyes were continuously shedding tear after tear and Harry wanted nothing more than to make them stop, he wanted to assure she was okay and safe with him.
‘’Shhh, hey, don’t cry.’’ Harry whispers as he puts his hands against her cheeks, feeling her cold skin against his palms, stained with tears and flushed by the cold air.
‘’P-please.’’ She stuttered a little as he leaned to her forehead and pressed his warm lips against her frozen over skin.
She shivered at his touch, but it made her warm in the inside. Harry leaned back and removed his hands. He stares into the blue eyes of the young girl, seeing fear slowly being washed away from her irises.
‘’Are you okay? Did they touch you.. sexually? Did they.. hurt you?’’ Harry whispers softly.
She shakes her head lightly from side to side as a reply just as he grabs the her hand and goes to stand up.
She doesn’t move at first, but Harry gives her a small smile and gestures her to stand up with his head. She nods a little and goes to stand up, he assists her however by putting his hand against her waist, the other still holding onto her cold hand.
Once she hits her feet completely, she stays balanced for half a second before falling against Harry’s chest. He wraps his arms around the small girl, her body so fragile, her frame so small.
‘’It’s okay.. I’m right here.’’ He tells her soothing as he pets her hair softly with his hand, it was cold just like the rest of her, but oh did he love it so much, it was long and blonde, not fixed in any certain way, but he liked it already.
“I’m Harry okay, and I’m not going to hurt you love, I’m going to get you home.’’ Harry tells her as he leans his chin on top of her head, she was shorter than him, but he found that adorable and cute, he liked it a lot, especially on her.
‘’Jul-juliet Car-carter.’’ She mumbles against his chest, the fabric of his coat warming her face up quickly as she presses it against Harry’s chest.
‘’Where do you live, Juliet?’’ He asks softly, squeezing her tight trying to get some warmth into the girl’s small, cold body.
‘’I.. I don’t.. I..’’ She stops herself, gulping loudly as Harry sighs, understanding already.
‘’Do you not.. live in the city?’’ He asks, closing his eyes and biting the inside of his cheek as he awaits her reply, he was nervous about it for some reason, but he just wanted and needed to make sure she got home safe, wherever home was…
“No.. I.. I did but.’’ She paused once more, Harry tightening his grip on her as he notices how hard it was for her to speak about the topic, or to just speak at all right now.
‘’How about I get us a taxi and I’ll take you to a café, I can get you a nice warm coffee and some cake, would you like that, Juliet?’’ Harry suggests, keeping his arms tight around her, one hand rubbing her hair gently.
‘’Pl-please, yes.’’ She nods a little against his chest.
‘’Okay.. You’re freezing, c’mon let’s go see if we can get a taxi here.’’ Harry said, releasing Juliet from his tight hold.
She sniffs her nose, pulling her sleeves down over her hands. Harry remembers her appearance and acts upon it quite quickly.
“Here, love, take my coat.’’ Harry unzips the winter coat lined with faux fur on the inside and takes it off his arms, revealing a rather thin North Face jacket he just through on quickly for extra warmth, but Juliet was more important than he was right now.
‘’No.. you need it.’’ She refuses, stepping back just a little, but too far.
As of this moment, Juliet’s heart and mind were trusting Harry, she knew this was a good thing, there was no telling what would have happened if Harry had never came along. She was grateful already, and she only just met him minutes ago.
‘’Please, put it on.’’ Harry sighs, licking his chapped lips as he grabbed a hold of her wrist softly and put the coat in her hand.
She nods lightly to him as she pulls it onto her arm and slides her other in. She sighs at the warmth Harry’s body left in it for her as Harry zips it up for her. He leaves her hair tucked in the coat as he grabs the hood and puts it over her head.
‘’There, now you’ll get warm faster. C’mon.. let’s get us a ride.’’ Harry whispers softly as he leans to Juliet’s cold cheek and places a soft assuring kiss upon her damp skin.


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It only took a little over five minutes to catch a cab, there was hardly any traffic due to it being past two in the morning and temperatures at freezing. It was early March and the weather was getting warmer by the weeks coming and going, but only slightly.
‘’Here you are, sir.’’ The cab driver says with a yawn as he stops the car.
‘’Thank you.’’ Harry says as he passes the man well over what he was supposed to pay, but he thought it was always a kind gesture, even before his fame and riches came he done that kind of stuff.
Harry opens the door and steps out of the stopped taxi. He turns to the open door and holds his hand out for Juliet. She smiles lightly and takes it. She gets out as quick as she can, her body still adjusting to a normal temperature. Harry shuts the door and the taxi driver drives off.
Juliet didn’t let go of Harry’s hand as he first thought, and he smiled to himself at that. The café was small, but it had amazing coffee and sweet deserts, especially at night when it’s all freshly made.
“Come on, love, let’s go warm up.’’ Harry says as they step up to the entrance and he opens the door, still holding onto Juliet’s small, fragile hand as she goes before him.
The bells on the door jingle as it shuts behind them. Harry takes her up to the counter and looks up at the menu, already knowing that he just wanted a coffee with French Vanilla in it and a tad of sugar. He liked several kinds of variations of coffee but he was just in the mood for simple right now.
‘’What would you like?’’ Harry asks her, glancing down to see her looking up at him.
Her cheeks turn red as she looks down at her feet, squeezing Harry’s hand tightly as she shallows out of nervousness.
‘’Do you like hot cocoa?’’ Harry asks softly, leaning down closer to her ear.
Juliet nods lightly, glancing up at the counter to see the woman smiling at them, kindly and patiently waiting for their decision to be made.
“Alright, are you hungry?’’
‘’A little.’’ She shrugs a shoulder, biting her bottom lip as she stares up at the menu, unsure of everything right now.
‘’They have the best cupcakes.. I could let you try one of my favorites, and if you don’t like it then I can get you something else.’’ Harry says.
‘’Okay.. that’s fine, I guess.’’ She nods a little, smiling as she looks up to see Harry’s gaze.
‘’Okay.’’ He smiles lightly, releasing her hand with a sigh, not wanting to but he has to, just for a few minutes.
‘’Go get us a table, anywhere you want.. I’ll get the order in and be right with you, okay?’’ Harry tells her, stepping up to the counter.
Juliet walks away after a few seconds of standing alone without Harry’s grip on her hand or the warmth radiating from his body. She looks around the café, looking for a seat. She didn’t really prefer chairs because she has a slight back problem, she just can’t sit straight or lean back for so long and the pressure of whatever she sits on either makes it worse or feels better for her. So a comfy booth was what she wanted and what she preferred for sure. As she got situated on the seat, she peeled free of Harry’s coat, the heat was on in the café and she liked it a lot. She sat the jacket beside her on the seat and sighed, awaiting Harry’s return.
Harry didn’t take long to order, he approached the selected table within five minutes of Juliet’s choosing. She looks up as Harry sits his phone down on the table top along with his wallet. He sits down across from her with a sigh as he laces his fingers together and sits his hands on the table.
‘’I-‘’
Harry looks up at Juliet as she makes a noise, a sound he couldn’t make out quite well, ‘’You okay, love?’’ He asks concerned, keeping his eyes on her pretty face.
She shrugs, still unsure of everything and certainly on if she should ask him what she was going to say or not.
‘’Tell me.’’ He asks, licking his lips lightly as he focuses on her and nothing else, just on her.
Juliet’s eyes met Harry’s again, she loves the way she gets shivers down her spine as she stares into his green orbs, emerald and shiny.
‘’I.. I’m just c-cold and I.. I wanted.. you to.. s-sit by me.’’ She mumbles with a sigh, her cheeks burning of embarrassment as she looks down at her lap, her heart skipping beats constantly.
‘’Oh, well, of course.’’ Harry says with a smile as he pushes his phone and wallet to the other side of the table and stands up.
Juliet slides over on the seat as Harry sits down beside her, close and snug like she wanted anyways. She could feel his body heat, she could feel her insides warming up as he put his arm around her lower back and pulled her closer to get her warmer.
‘’Better?’’ He asks softly, pressing his lips against her temple.
‘’Thank you.’’
“I’m glad to make you feel warm.’’ Harry says with a light chuckle as Juliet leans against his side, snuggling closer against him.
He like this moment, he liked it all. He loved it, and he thinks he feels something, what he doesn’t know, but he’s assure it’s something.

Notes

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