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“Fuck!” I shouted but it was too late trying to reason with him, as he started bulldozing me out the way, until I turned around and saw the guys with their hands all over her. With copious amounts of alcohol being passed to her which she was throwing straight down her throat.
I wasn’t alright with that at all.
Cautiously, I alerted him to Wayne stood behind me and the scene we wanted to avoid at all costs, unfolding into a brawled fight with Harlow involved. I needed to know how he wanted to play this. My heart was ripped in two, I could’ve accepted she needed protecting as I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder out of the damn place, showing her who she could be linked to. The other, I wanted to tear the guys to pieces, but I knew both caveman options weren’t viable. I just stood by and waited for direction. Deep down, I knew it would be better if Johnny made the decision, not me. I hadn’t long to wait, as in a split second I was demanded to take her home, whilst he wanted to talk with these so called ‘gentlemen’.
I’m glad he had made that call, no fight or come back for her, as the moment I got closer to Harlow, she grabbed my biceps and gave them a squeeze.
“When did you get so hot, Elijah?”
I couldn’t let my dick have his uncontrolled thoughts at that moment, she was completely inebriated. I was glad Johnny was preoccupied and couldn’t see how bad of a state she was in or heard her uttered words.
A tap to my shoulder though caused my eyes to flit to the side, with the last person I needed to be present tonight. I hated the clingers.
“Gemma, I’m a bit busy?” I state watching Harlow inquisitively.
“Even for this body,” she purred running her hands along her tits and pushing them up.
“Yep.” I hide back the heave in my throat and wonder what I actually saw in her the first time.
“For her?” she hissed flipping her claws out as the daggers in her eyes shot directly at Harlow.
“You were a distraction. For me, only.” I winced not normally one for being so brutal.
“So, she’s the new flavour of the month,” she squealed in retaliation.
“No.” I hesitated as Harlow’s wobbling feet knocked her balance to the side. I reacted quickly grabbing her waist and pulling her into my side to steady her, not missing the hitch of her breath. It must have been my imagination as I locked it away in my mind.
“Bye, Gemma,” I stated as I pulled Harlow straight out of the bar not caring who was looking. After all who was going to question the fact, I was just looking out for someone close to me. No one except myself maybe?
Johnny insinuated he could have dealt with them pricks thankfully but I wished that Wayne would just fuck off, and I knew he would have stated some facts to them. Yes, he was angry, but he wasn’t a guy who lost his temper easily, he would just have a few choice words.
It’s a pity I couldn’t have watched the show, but it was more important I left Murphy’s and got Harlow home. Even though, it caused all kinds of turmoil for me being that close to her.
Seventeen
Harlow
Where hadthis fresh air come from flowing in my face alongside this nice chunk of hard muscle? I gazed down and gave an extra squeeze of the taunt bicep realising that it was there for my support until it clicked. I was two sheets to the wind. How drunk can one person get? Two moments ago, I was sure I was stood at the bar, and now, I was outside. I was walking down the hill home, how the fuck had that happened and who’s arm was I grasped on to?
I gazed up to my right, swept my hair from my face and focused my eyes. I questioned how much I had to drink, and a dreaded sickness bubbled in my stomach, as chocolate deep orbs connected with mine, and a soft caring smile that didn’t quite meet the edges. The profanity just spilt out.
“Shit.”
I hadn’t even comprehended the word as the sickness I thought was nerves, wasn’t just that. It was the pure paralytic state I realised I must’ve been in as I hurled the alcohol all down my beautiful camisole.
“Bollocks, now the hot guy has seen me sick.”
I covered my mouth from the verbal diarrhoea that wouldn’t stop falling out of my mouth, as he just laughed. When the blurred house came into sight, we walked until we reached the front door. The air must have hit me the longer I spent outside, helping me up the stairs, I kept stumbling and slipped on my knees. Elijah took my shoes and threw them on the floor, I seen he’d had enough from the tell-tale ticking in his jaw. His hands wrapped around my waist, and he lifted me over his shoulder, whilst I felt his muscles flexing beneath me.
“Hold on, Harlow.”
I knew if I banged the base of his back, it was futile as I screamed and shouted.
“Put me down right now, Elijah.”
We reached the top of the stairs, with us both now covered in my sickness, and he pulled his shirt off and threw it onto the floor. My eyes went straight to his chest, and the taut ridges in front of me. I should’ve known better to have drunk so much, but I wanted to let loose even if my head was throbbing from the amount I had consumed. It was all forgotten when I caught sight of his glorious chest. My mouth dried from the hot body I craved. Words lost and unable to be spoken, I didn’t know what to do, as he seemed caught in the identical trance I was, but he broke the silence between us.
“Harlow go to bed, leave all the dirty laundry outside and I will make sure it’s washed. I’ll knock and leave some water and paracetamol for the morning for you, remember to take them, or you won’t be able to function.”
