Rejected But Pregnant

Kylie's POV

Sara took out the final thing from the box and placed her Paris-winter snow globe on the bedside table neatly as she hummed the tune of Back To Life.

"And I'm bringing you back.. to life.. OOOoooOOhhhhh..."

"And what are you singing now?" Clara discreetly asked as she furrowed her eyebrows. Penelope stood tall in her five inch heels adding to her 5'3'' height. Her long sleek black hair tied into a high bun. The pencil skirt and blue satin shirt only accentuate her petite body. Descended from the African and Asian line, amplifies her rowdy . She placed the handle bag on Sara's table still waiting for her reply.

"Shoes off! Shoes are not welcome in my room!" Sara alarmed.

"Jeez, chill out. It's just shoes girl. Chill!" Penelope took off her shoes, casually threw it outside to the living room then she let herself fall onto Sara bed while Clara gave her a sharp stare.

"So what are you up to, what's the box for?" Clara pointed to the empty card box lying on the floor in Sara's simple and plain bedroom.

"Ohh I just quit." Sara replied lightly, continued tidying up and gave final touches on her table. Clara waited for her friend to elaborate her statement but Sara seemed to be uninterested and continued fiddling with the clips on her table before leaving the room with the dejected Clara.

"Wh- You can't just drop a bomb and leave me dying here just like that! I'm basically scalding here. Spill!" Clara pouted watching her friend walked into the kitchen opening the fridge door.

"Well, I finally quit my job today. You know how I can't stand him any longer. Each minute spent in that office is like taking away my precious years of well-being. And you did not see how extra temperamental he was today. Gosh!" She revolted.

"And with Mamie's condition, I just feel that it's the perfect time to start new." She recalled back to her conversations with her grandmother a few days earlier.

Clara watched as Penelope started to slice the chicken breast into smaller pieces, chopping the garlic and tossing the pasta to a boil.

"Yeah, your grandma surely understand you better than yourself and just wants the best for you. I guess she just wants you to finally pursue your dream rather than having to stand that rude, annoying, arrogant yet handsome, good-looking, attractive, fine, charming, perfect boss of yours. Damn, I would melt just at the sight of him." She trailed off without paying much attention to her friend who has dumbfoundedly dropped her jaws.

"Gosh, were you even listening to me every time I told you how rude he was, or how he just seem to enjoy to humiliate others or how he has no tolerance for any mistake at all. He is just condescending, arrogant, rude and.. and pure evil!" She continued to toss her pasta with much exasperation.

"Damn girl, I heard you alright, and I also happen to remember how he's voted as one of the most wanted bachelor of 2019 and 2018! If only I get the chance to meet him! Ugh!"

They continued to bicker while eating the savoury chicken alfredo pasta that Audrey prepared before making amends and went to their separated rooms.

Sara took a quick shower, changed into her loose tank top and grey shorts then laid herself down on the queen sized bed. Letting her thoughts wonder before drifting to sleep. Reflecting back to the days working for a the Loius corporation straight after graduation and worked her way up to the Managing Director position in an impressive three years' time. The pressure of being impeccable throughout her whole year of being the Managing Director was due to her demanding and insolent boss. Ever since she was promoted to the Managing Director position last year, she was introduced to the sole successor of the Loius corporation, and has been answering to the boss himself, Benard Loius. She relished her time working at Loius Corporation with her co-workers, employer and other staffs. The only thing that is making her hate her work was the CEO himself. Once, she witnessed how her boss threw the files to the floor because it was the wrong file that was brought by his marketing staff. There was also a time when he demeaned her fellow employer for being incompetent and fired him immediately regardless the many years he had worked for Louis Corporation. She felt terrible for Justin as she somehow felt responsible for his dismissal. Her project proposal was chosen over his, while he was discredited and humiliated. Most of the time, she would often stand up to her boss when nobody else even dared to say a word. She cannot comprehend how someone could be so mean to others.

"Excuse me, Mr Louis, perhaps you don't have to make that poor girl cry." Sara flared as she saw Betty, the accountant staff cried her way out of the meeting room.

"Well, she should at least understand the job description of an accountant before she even applied to work as one! Such idiot!" He adamantly stated.

"I simply cannot understand how your mind think, sir." She mumbled.

"That is why, I am here and you are there, Miss Clara. Now, is there anything else regarding this meeting? If not, all other comments can be kept to yourself." He stood up and started walking out of the meeting room.

Sometimes she wondered how she still had her job until now, and slowly her eyes closed, drifting off to sleep.

I should have known that something fishy was up. In some twisted way, I was not as surprised as I ought to be because this had his name written all over him. I was sort of angry because I had not figured it out sooner myself.

I looked at him through furious eyes. "This is some kind of joke right? Why did you do this?"

He smirked. "Is that how you respond to my generous gesture?"

"Generous my ass, Mark. I cannot believe you would do this! I'm so out of here." I turned on my heel to leave but his voice interrupted me.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." He said in a clipped tone.

I whipped my head around so fast, that I could have sworn I heard it crack. "And why would I not be allowed to walk out of here?"

He rose from his chair and walked over to sit in front of his desk.

"Because I said so. I hired you as my P.A and now you're just going to turn the job down? So ungrateful." He said, matter-of-factly.

I just scoffed and turned back around to leave, but what he said this time made me stop dead in my tracks.

"Walk out that door, and I guarantee that you'll never work in this country."

I begrudgingly turned back around, and found his gray orbs looking at me in a challenging manner. Oh, so now he was threatening me

"How dare you!" I fumed. "You couldn't possibly do that, moreover I know Mr Smith will call me back some day." I said and Mark laughed

"As a matter of fact, I can. I have enough power and money to crush all your job opportunities in the blink of an eye. I tried being nice, but now you leave me no choice, Kylie."

"Do you think I actually want to work for you, after what you just said. Who do you think you are? You can't just order me around and dictate my life. I'm not your wife anymore!"

"Look," he began, standing up and walking closer to me.

"I get that you despise me and I'm the reason for your financial status. That's why I hired you, so I can make up for all the time wasted these past years. I just want to right my wrongs." He admitted earnestly.

I scoffed once again. "As if I'm gonna believe that crap. Listen, I'm not just gonna accept your oh so generous job offer and be at your beck and call 24/7."

"You have to, and you will. Don't make me follow through with my threat." He voiced icily. By now he was only about a foot away from me.

I threw him a cold look.

"You were a manipulative bastard and I see you still haven't changed. I wish I'd never met you." I spat venomously.

His deep, and dark laugh resonated in the office. And damn, did it sound so sexy.

"I'm just trying to change your opinion of me but I see you will forever be so damn judgemental."

"And you think literally forcing me to work for you will change anything? It sounds almost as bad as being married to you." Ugh! He always brought out the worst in me.

He stepped even closer, so that now we were face to face.

"You never complained when I was hovering over you, making you writhe with pleasure."

A blush crept all the way up my face, probably making me look like a fire truck. That was just below the belt and utterly embarassing.

"Bastard," I muttered under my breath.

"That's Mr Bastard to you, Ms Carter." He smiled triumphantly. He turned away and began walking back to his desk.

"Being my personal assistant is a very demanding job. I expect nothing but perfection from all my employees, especially you. I sincerely hate fuck-ups and tardiness. Every morning, you will be here at 7 a.m on the dot or before that. As soon as I enter my office at 8 a.m, I expect to see a steaming hot cup of black coffee by my desk and you will tell me how my day looks like. And you were right about being at my beck and call 24/7. You will be in charge of scheduling meetings, organising my mail, typing my emails etcetera. Before you ask, you will receive a weekly pay check of $4 000 dollars." By the end of his oh so informative rant, he was seating at his desk, peering at me.

I had to say this, but this job pays so well. It trully is a tempting offer, minus the part about being forced to do it.

I sighed defeatedly.

"Fine. I'll do it, but it will just be for the main time"

He grinned at me. "Great. You can start of by going through today's agenda, which you will find in the computer sitting at your desk. I will send someone to show you around the building. Get to work, Miss Carter." He pointed at the door.

I rolled my eyes at his formality and turned to leave. Before I could even take a step. I heard him groan.

"Did you know that those pants are too tight and make your ass look so huge?" He asked, gruffly.

Now it was my turn to smirk. I began to walk to the door, purposefully swinging my hips seductively and pushing my butt back too. I placed my hand on the door handle and gave him a sly sideways look.

"Get used to the view, sir." I purred, and sent him a flirtatious wink.

I chuckled to myself as I pushed the handle down, and walked out of his office. Bryce had no idea what he had just started but two can certainly play that game.

He really had no shame making such seductive remarks to me. Though I couldn't deny just how heat seeped through the thickness of my skin instantly at his words. I would have loved to conclude those sexual preferences were for Betty but his occasional meaningful glances towards me said it all. By now we were all done eating and I couldn't be anymore glad. I don't think I could hold back the intimate memories I shared with that bastard from resurfacing any longer.

"I bet you guys must feel pretty tired after such a long journey. You can all rest while I do the dishes," I said breaking the monopoly of the silence that had enveloped the entire room.

"That's a great idea. Can we have a girls night out tomorrow? We really have a lot to catch up to do and you still owe me a story of your ex-husband," Betty declared earning my attention.

"Oh sure I'd love to Trust me I have lot to tell you about him,"I could feel Victor's eyes burning holes on me but I refused to glance at him.

This would be the chance to finally tell my best friend about his so called boyfriend. His drop down good looks could easily fool anyone about the heartless being he really is. I took the utensils and began walking towards the kitchen.

"Hun?" I paused to look at Luke.

"Are you sure you don't need any help?" he questioned.

"Just go and rest . I got this. Besides its the least I can do after you prepared breakfast and lunch for all of us,"

"If you say so," I half smiled as I walked into the kitchen.

I had to gather my thoughts adequately. The anger in me was making it hard to think properly. Calming myself down I cleaned the dishes my thoughts jumbled. After I was done I wiped my hands with a clean kitchen towel before slowly walking upstairs to my room. I closed the door behind me but on turning I wasn't surprised at who I found waiting for me.

"What do you want Mark?" I sighed walking towards him.

"Can't I drop by and see my girl once in a while?" That jerk had the nerve to actually call me his girl.

My pent up anger got the better of me as I strode up to the bed and straddled him. He looked up at me taken by surprise before his face broke up in a seductive grin the damn grin that had caught me in the first place. I had to blink repeatedly to calm myself down.

"Mmm... You know I love this position," his mumbled in a rather deep and sexy voice.

"And you'll love more what am gonna do next you jerk!" he didn't have a time to open his lips before I began raining blows on his face.

He didn't even try to get me off him probably because he knew he deserved it. When I grew tired he just smiled.

"Always a wild cat I see," he remarked.

I turn to get off him but the next thing I knew I was flipped over and he was on top of me. It took me a few seconds to comprehend the position we were currently in. His hot breath fanned my face before I was momentarily frozen. His fingers trailed hot lines from my forehead down to my eyes then nose and lingered at my lip glossed naturally pink lips. My eyes closed and all I could feel the butterflies in my stomach multiplying rapidly.

What are you doing Mark?

What are you doing?

I mentally slapped myself forcing myself to open my eyes blinking rapidly. I tried to push him off me but I was no much to the solid mass of his muscles.

"What is wrong with you Victor?" I questioned bitterly.

"I know you still love me Pearl," he muttered much to my building up rage making me laugh bitterly.

"Love? You should get it in your head or rather in your balls that I don't love you anymore. After all you did to me you expect me feeling to remain the same? You need your balls checked," I stated as matter of factl.

"Slow down. What's with the attack on my balls? Last I checked you were so crazy about them,"

"Oh really now? Do you ever stop thinking using your balls?"

"I can't help it when you are around. Your presence always seem to get the attention of Victor Jr," I felt my cheeks heat up.

His mouth dipped suddenly to the crook of my neck nuzzling it. Trailing kisses on it I felt his hands drawing soft lines on my right arm as every fiber in my body came alive with so much ferocity. Unimaginable strong currents of electricity took charge of my body. A gasp left my throat. A gasp? Or was it a moan? This jolted my mind awake. Taking advantage of his lose position I pushed him as he fell on the other side of the bed before suddenly jumping off the bed like I was on fire. Literally speaking I was really on fire, How could I even let him do this to me?

He looked at me surprised as he sat up before his face went expressionless while he kept watching me.

"You actually have got some nerve!" I spat shaking my thoughts to become clear.

He smirked getting off the bed walking up to me. I stepped back as he took a step towards me.

"Stop stepping away from me Mark. Eventually we'll reach the wall and you'll be trapped in my arms. Can you just imagine that position?" He pocketed still watching me, a smirk already building up his lips.

He looked at me surprised as he sat up before his face went expressionless while he kept watching me.

"You actually have got some nerve!" I spat shaking my thoughts to become clear.

He smirked getting off the bed walking up to me. I stepped back as he took a step towards me.

"Stop stepping away from me Mark. Eventually we'll reach the wall and you'll be trapped in my arms. Can you just imagine that position?" He pocketed still watching me, a smirk already building up his lips.

"Don't take another step forward Luke. You have no shame at all. Just get out of my room,"I muttered in rage taking a step further away from him.

"Are you mad at me Mark?" really now? He knows the answer already.

"God! Am so damn mad at you Luke," I answered gritting my teeth.

"Is that the lie you are telling yourself Pearl?" I gave him a confused stare. I was fuming and he had to say that?

"We both know you are mad at yourself for not being able to resist me even after four years," he muttered before walking out of my room.

Harry's POV

My head snapped back to hear the source of the voice and my whole body instantly started vibrating with chills. My skin flushed and a strong unknown emotion washed over me. I started to feel warm all over and a tingling sensation blossomed in my stomach.

What the hell is happening to me?

As soon as I met midnight blue eyes, my whole being froze- literally. I had no idea why but I was transfixed by those eyes. So many emotions went through me but I couldn't even decipher what they meant. Right now, all I could see were those eyes who were helding me captive against my own will.

"Ughreg," a grunt was heard right below me.

The blue mysterious eyes immediately broke off the spell by glancing at the bloody boy. I slowly blinked before registering my surroundings. Oh my god! What the hell happened?! I can't believe I just openly stared at some guy!

Shaking my head in disbelief, I straightened myself up and turned to Lona sprawled on the floor.

"Here," I stuck out my hand reluctantly. His eyes widened in horror and he withdrew even further. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed one of his hands and pulled him up effortlessly.

I then released his hand as quickly as I had taken it and turned around. My time was up, it was next to three a.m in the morning and I had to go to the grocery to buy Mia some breakfast.

"Wait! I recognize u!"

I whirled around and saw one of the bad boys pointing at me with an accusing finger. What did he mean by he recognized me?!

"You're from Riverhigh school like us right?" He whispered but I had heard perfectly well. I clenched my fists and vigorously shook my head.

"No-"

"Yes! I saw you once with that hood! I knew you were familiar!" He gasped, interrupting me. Panick rose into me as I shook my head again. No, no, no, no!

By now all the other boys were looking at me- especially Leonard who was scrutinizing me while holding his bloody nose. My mind racing at a hundred miles per hour, I spun around, grabbed my gained money from the announcer and leapt out of the ring.

"Hey!" The guy screamed but I had already disappeared in the crowd of people. I twisted myself back to the bouncer and with just one glare, the door had already opened. I burst out into the fresh night air and ran to my bike.

And just like that, I hopped on my bike and rode off away from those Bad boys who could easily blow off my cover.

"6 dollars," the gruff man said. I stuffed through my well earned money. I slapped a ten dollar bill on the counter and received change before grabbing the stuff and walking out of the grocery shop.

I then attached the plastic bags to my bike before driving back to the only place I could call home. By the time I was walking up the apartment stairs, the sun was already peeking out from behind the clouds.

Yawning, I unlocked the doors to come face to face with a little girl.

"Lara!" I yelled in surprise,

"What are you doing awake at a time like this?"

"I woke up because I was thirsty but I didn't see you so I waited," she fidgeted with her fingers. Regret filled my veins as I locked the doors before cradling her into my arms. I deposited all the stuff on the counter before hugging her tightly.

"I'm so sorry that you had to wake up in an empty house," I whispered. She buried her face into the nook of my neck.

"It's fine, I just waited for thirty minutes not much. Where were you?" Lara asked, her voice slightly muffled.

"I was at work but now I'm back," I held her tighter. It must have been awful to be in a dark cold house all alone. I bit my lip to prevent myself from crushing her but then a brilliant thought came into my mind.

"It's fine, I just waited for thirty minutes not much. Where were you?" Lara asked, her voice slightly muffled.

"I was at work but now I'm back," I held her tighter. It must have been awful to be in a dark cold house all alone. I bit my lip to prevent myself from crushing her but then a brilliant thought came into my mind.

"I have something for you!" I exclaimed and gently released Lara on the floor. With a big grin on my face, I rummaged through the grocery bags and pulled out a small soft pink rabbit which had the cutest face ever.

Lara's jaw dropped as I gave her the rabbit.

"Do you like it?" I asked nervously while shifting on my feet.

"Why aren't you responding? It's bad isn't it? Maybe a bit too pink or too small! I shouldn't have bought it-" My ramble was instantly cut off when the air was knocked out of me. It took me a few seconds to realize that my sister was hugging me so tightly that I had trouble breathing.

"Does- does this mean you like it?" I succeeded in squeaking out.

"LIKE IT?! I LOVE IT! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much! You're the best older sister in the ENTIRE world!" She screamed while jumping up and down. My cheeks colored in happiness and I couldn't help but let out a huge grin.

"It's just a small gift," I shrugged but failed to conceal my smile.

"It's AMAZING! I've been wanting a little pink rabbit for like FOREVER to complete my collection!" She beamed. I hugged her tightly.

"I love you, Lara, your the best little sister ever too," I said sincerely.

"Thanks Pig," she then released me and skipped into our room. I rolled my eyes, she must be adding it to her collection.

Shaking my head, I took out two big bowls and opened the Cheerios box that I bought for breakfast. I poured fresh milk and stuck a spoon in each bowl.

"Lara! Breakfast is ready!" I called out and soon enough she appeared, her cheeks rosy and a huge smile on her face. It was nice to think that I was the cause of her happiness. At least for once I could call myself a good sister.

"Cheerios!" She giggled and grabbed a spoon. After she had fully eaten I picked up our plates and washed them up.

"Come on, we're going to be late for school," I grabbed her little hands and after making sure that I had not left anything important in the apartment, I locked the door and we descended the stairs.

Thank god disgusting Bobby is not here!

I pulled Lara on my motorbike and gave her an helmet before revving up the engine and zooming down the street. Swerving to escape all the cars, I finally stopped at Bumblebee Primary School.

"Here you go, kiddo. Now zoom off," I smiled playfully.

"Thanks Pig," she smiled up at me before kissing me on the cheek and running off towards her friends. I repositioned myself on my motorbike before riding down the road.

I walked down the hall, my head down and my movements brisk. I kept on looking around me for fear that one of the Bad Boys would see me and blow off my cover. All the teenagers that were currently bustling around me, looked right past me as if I didn't even exist....and that was perfectly fine with me.

I paused once I arrived in front of my classroom. Hesitating between entering or skipping class because I was so tired. Sighing, I walked into the empty class and sat at my usual seat: which was found completely at the back.

I didn't even bother waiting for the pupils or the teacher as I layed my head on the desk and let a well needed sleep envelop me.

"Mom, where are you and dad going?" I frowned in disappointment as mom put on her favorite coat.

"Aw, Harry. Don't worry, dad and I are only going out for dinner. I mean it's Valentine's day!" She grinned in excitement and gave me a hug. I couldn't help but give a little smile too. I had really wanted my parents stay today but I didn't want to stop their happiness either.

I liked seeing them united and so in love with each other.

"There's pizza in the microwave and for once I'll let you and your sister drink soda," Dad chuckled. A that precise moment, a small ball of hair appeared running towards us.

"Thou called me faddy?" Lara showed her two lost front teeth.

"How many times have I told you not to run in the house? You can fall and get hurt!" Mom scolded her.

"Wherth are ou foing?" she ignored Mom and asked. I nearly swooned at the cuteness of it all.

"Dad and mom are going to have dinner," I said while picking her up in my arms.

"Can I come?" Lara shrieked while clapping her hands happily.

"Sorry but not this time, sweetie," dad sighed as Lara's face fell.

"Cheer up, Lara. We're going to have fun too! How about yo go prepare the movie 'Tangles' while I bid mom and dad goodbye?" I smiled as my little sister sprung back to life. She hopped out of my grasp and ran to the TV.

Shaking my head in amusement, I turned back to my parents.

"You'll be alright?" Mom asked.

"Of course, I'm seventeen," I protested.

"Okay, okay, we'll be going now," she hooked her arm with my dad's before blowing a kiss at me.

"Love you, Mom. Love you, Dad. And be careful," I waved at them as they headed for the car.

"We will!" Dad said and he drove off.

I closed the door and turned back to join Lara-

"MRS. HOODS!"

I instantly jolted out of my sleep. It took me some seconds to adjust to my blurred surroundings. As soon as I saw myself in a classroom, I abruptly lifted my head up and there stood a very angry looking Mr. Porks.

At that moment, I silently declared that his name suited him well.

"I've been calling you FOUR times, young lady! I would have given you a detention if the bell hadn't rung so consider yourself lucky," he squawked. I pretended to be scared and without a word, I scurried out of my seat, grabbed my bag and rushed out of the empty classroom. Phew, that pig of a man.

I headed for the cafeteria with my bag carelessly slung over my shoulder but then abruptly stopped in front of the cafeteria doors. The badboys always arrived 'fashionably late' at the cafeteria so if I quickly took my food and got out of there, they wouldn't see me.

I slipped through the doors and speed walked to the lunch lady.

"Takeaway please," I said in a gruff voice. She wordlessly plopped some sloppy mashed potatoes and meatballs in a paper bag and handed it to me. I refrained from cringing at the sight and turned around to get out of there but luck wasn't on my side today.

I smashed against a solid chest and all the food splattered on my BEST jacket. I slowly lowered my head to look at my spoiled clothes. My eye involuntarily twitched- which meant that I was ready to throw a flying punch at the bastard who did that. Gripping the paper bag, I tried to calm myself down because I was in a cafeteria which meant that I couldn't make a scene without gaining unwanted attention.

"Sorry," the guy said.

My whole body froze as familiar chills ran down my spine.

Oh no.

Harry's POV

My eyes widened in shock and horror. Could I be more unlucky?! I ducked my head even more and clutched the paper bag in my hand tighter.

What should I do know? I was already cornered! My head swam in complete panic- they're going to find out that I'm the underground girl and surely they'll be angry that I hit Leroy and then they'll blackmail me and make me do things I didn't want to do in exchange-

"You alright?"

I was pulled out of my reverie when the guy put his hands on my shoulder. My whole body jolted as a zap of electricity coursed through my body.

My instant reaction was pulling away as quickly as possible from the guy. I nearly tripped over my feet as I stumbled out of the cafeteria.

"Hey! That's the girl from yesterday! Catch her!" I heard another guy shout from the cafeteria. His words made my mind switch back to my normal mode.

I sprinted down the hall and towards the school doors. I could already hear the heavy footsteps not far behind me. Gosh! How could they run so fast?!

I threw open the doors and staggered to my bike. Throwing one last glance behind me to see all of them guys a meter away, I pressed on the pedal and the bike lurched forward full speed. Go, go, go! I mentally screamed as my bike sped down the road.

I kept on driving until I was sure that I was a good 3 miles away. Finally stopping in a random park, I got off my bike and dropped onto a bench in exhaustion and anger. The adrenaline quickly fading away and my mind whirling around a tornade of thoughts, I held my head in my hands. Before I could stop myself, I was falling into a deep dark tunnel.

My last thought before falling asleep was:

Those bastards, they couldn't have at least let me have my food!

"Yeah, gosh, what if she attacked us?!"

"When is she going to wake up?" Leonard voice filled the room.

"I don't know, but I seriously hope that she doesn't wake up until the other guys come!" An unknown voice replied.

"We're definitely doomed if that happened..."

"No,"

"Yeah...is she awake yet?"

"No."

"How about now?"

"No!"

"And now?"

"NO! GODDAMNIT SHE'S NOT AWAKE YET!"

"...now?"

"You sure?"

"WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP!" I suddenly screamed. Urgh what's all this racket about!? I rubbed my eyes until it adjusted to my surroundings. As soon as I realized that I was in an unfamiliar place, I leapt up. But what I didn't know was that I was in a bed... which of course led to me tripping on the bed sheets and tumbling ungracefully on the floor.

Groaning, I rubbed my eyes and tried to get back on my feet. Before I could properly recover, someone had jumped on my back and crashed me back onto the floor.

"Help me Leonard!" The guy who was sitting on me barked.

"Urgh could you wait Ty!" Leonard whined.

I struggled to sit up but Leonard squashed my hands. I opened my mouth to growl in anger but then clamped it shut. Then taking a deep breath, I used all of my strength and burst out of their grips. Before they could react, I was sprinting towards the door.

Just as I reached for the knob, the door flew open. My eyes flew wide and I froze as three more guys appeared. I spun my head around to see that Leonard and the other guy (whom I think was called Ty) had already recovered and were standing right behind me.

I was trapped.

My eyes darted everywhere for a possible escape but in vain.

"Don't even try," one of them said. Chills ran up and down my spine at his voice. I slowly raised my head up to stare at the familiar midnight blue eyes. It was him. It was him who made me feel those things. It was him the root of my new problems!

"What do you want?" I said in a deathly voice although I was shaking in anger inside. If I blew up right then and now, I wouldn't get the answers I wanted and more problems would arise. I definitely had enough problems as it was, there was no need for me to have some more.

The whole room remained silent as I shot daggers at him but he didn't reply- he just stared.

"ANSWER!" I barked, my whole composure flying out of the window. They all jumped...all except him. His reaction surprised and pleased me: he was now fuming and boy was that hot. His dark hair was wildly unkempt and a few stray locks fell across his forehead right above his blazing blue eyes.

"Do not talk to me like that! I am your alph-" He was cut off when Ty slapped his head. He glared at Ty before turning back to me.

"You're my what?! My ass?!" I snapped as I took a step closer and poked him hard in the chest. By now I was practically nose to nose with him and I could feel the electricity zapping and crackling between us. We were both shooting daggers at each other.

His body shook in anger as he growled, "How DARE you disrespect your alph-"

"-NOW NOW CHILDREN! CAN WE PLEASE CALM DOWN!" Leonard suddenly sang. Both of our heads snapped to him, resulting in the bumping of our heads.

"OUCH!" We screamed as our hands flew to our foreheads in sync. I rubbed my head and glared at him just as he did to me.

"You sick bastard!" I screamed- intense rage running through my veins.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY SICK BASTARD?!" He screamed back.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY SICK BASTARD?! ARE YOU TOO STUPID TO UNDERSTAND OR DID I BUMP YOUR HEAD TO HARD?!" I yelled.

"You little rat-" he snarled and lifted his leg to take a step forward but this time not only did Ty slap a hand on his mouth but all the other guys helped to hold him back.

I took this as an opportunity to sprint for the door but a hand shot out and snatched my ankle. I went flailing into the air but suddenly my wrist was pulled on and I ended up crashing into a hard chest.

My breath wheezed out of my lungs at the impact.

"Are you alright?" A soft concerned voice asked.

Goosebumps rose on my body at the sound and feel of his strong arms around me.

Snap out of it, Harry!

I instantly snapped out of my daydream and pushed my elbow into his ribs. With a hiss he loosened his grip on me. I jumped a mile away and whipped my head around to glare at him. A flash of emotion went through his midnight blue eyes and disappeared just as fast as it came.

Shaking my head I cleared the absurd idea that he was feeling hurt. HA! Like hell- I'm going crazy. It must have been anger he was feeling.

Straightening my back I snapped, "Don't. Touch. Me."

He scoffed, his lips drawing into a sneer, "You're the one who crashed into me like a big fat ass elephant."

"What. Did. You. Just. Call. Me?!" I felt the anger build up in me once more.

"Oh, so not only are you fat but you're also deaf as a stick. It's obvious you're useless as fuck, why were you even born-

"-louis!" Leonard and Ay cried out in unison.1

My eyes widened in shock as I froze and I was so thankful that my hood was covering my face.

You're a useless piece of shit who doesn't even deserve to be born! Why did I even give birth to you when you're just worthless! You don't deserve to live! You're NOTHING! NOTHING!

The sentence whirled around my head again and again- its words crashing onto me like it had never done before.

My eyes turned an icy cold as I shifted my gaze on him making him visibly flinch at my reaction.

"Look, I never meant to say that-" He started but I cut him off.

"Shut up."

His mouth clamped shut and I fisted my hands in tight balls.

"Just get to the point. What do you want?" My words sounding like a knife cutting through the air. His mesmerizing eyes drifted to me as he said,

"You,"

My fists unhelplessly loosened and my breath hitched as I struggled for words. WTH, a second ago I was angry and now...

"W-what?" I stuttered much to my dismay. You're supposed to be angry! I scolded myself.

"You heard me. Me, you, tonight at P.M at the underground,"

"What the hell?!" I shrieked.

"If you don't come, then you're secret will be out to the whole world," he smirked.

"You can't do that!" I seethed.

"Wanna try?"

I open and closed my mouth like a fish. He wouldn't dare...right? I've worked so hard to keep it up and he wouldn't DARE crumble it down RIGHT?! My jaw tightened and I wheezed, "I. Hate. You."

Everyone in the room froze. Louis suddenly recoiled as if he had been stabbed. A heart-paining emotion flashed into his eyes before they went hard. My heart started aching for no reason. Frowning in confusion, I surveyed the faces of the other boys to see that they had had the same reaction. Wtf did I say

"I hate you too," Louis's cold voice sliced through the air.

A searing pain ripped through my body and I slightly bent. Why the hell was I reacting like this?! My mind whirling in confusion and pain, I glared at him although he couldn't see it through the hood.

"Whatever," I was able to say before opening the door and slamming it behind me. Momentarily leaning against the door, I closed my eyes tightly and recomposed myself. I couldn't support the idea that he could have such an effect on me. I've never acted like this! Why him?!

Gathering up my strength I pushed myself away from the door and walked forwards. I pushed my hood slightly away to have a better look and my jaw dropped. HOLY MOLLY!

Am I dreaming or what?

Gazing around the luxurious place, I descended the staircase. It had a red carpet in the middle and the handrails that looked like it was made from pure gold. Still in a daze, I arrived to what seemed like a living room...it was three times bigger than my whole shaggy apartment. Turning slightly I walked through a white door.

I was instantly dazzled by the white pristine kitchen. All I could see was white. Even the floors and the island in the middle of the kitchen was white. Blinking several times, I dared myself to step on the white tiled floor. I was so afraid that my dirty shoes had smudged the floor.

I clutched the edge of the island and tried to get my head wrapped around the thought that I was in a house like this...I wouldn't be surprised if it belonged to a mafia.

"Quite luxurious, huh-"

As fast as lightning, I had already whirled around and produced my knife from my sleeve.

"Whaa," the guy gasped. I studied him before suddenly realizing that he formed part of the boys' group upstairs. My cheeks flushing in embarrassment, I quickly tucked the knife back in my sleeve.

"Sorry, I thought..." I murmured.

"Wow...you're quick," he chuckled, making me flush redder.

"Hey, it's fine. No harm done. I'm Crest," he gave me a grin and extended his hand. His black hair sticking up messily and his warm brown eyes crinkling up. I stared down at his hand before reluctantly curling my hand over his. I shook it firmly and then released it.

"Hayley," I muttered. His grin broadened considerably.

"Why don't you ever remove that hood of yours?" He cocked his head to the side.

"None of your business," I gritted my teeth and tightened the hood around me.

"You do know that we're not going to hurt you? Loius is just a bitch sometimes," He chuckled.

"Loius?" I frowned.

"Yeah, your mat- I mean the fit guy with dark brown hair and really dark blue eyes who loves argueing with you," he lifted an eyebrow in question.

"Oh...him," I creased my forehead.

"Yeah, him," he barked out a laugh.

"I don't like him," I tightened my jaw and ignored the weird feeling in my stomach at the thought of Louis. I wanted to try his name on my tongue just to see how it sounded but held my urge back.

"I'm sure you don't. He's a good guy when you get to know him but on first impression he looks like he has a pole stuck up his ass,"

I let out a laugh, "You betcha."

"So are you going to come to the underground?" he asked.

I glanced at him and thought over it.

"I have a fight tonight, so I guess I'll be forced to anyways," I said while shrugging my shoulders.