The Boxer Series

telling himself. He knew it was really the beating of his heart, but refused to admit it, amongst other things lately. He didn't

ring what other people thought and he would

hing, which was actually slightly amusing to Cryssy. Knowing Harry didn't care to give them the time of day gave her some satisfaction. She didn't know why, but she was too lazy to begin questioning it. She

ng him with great enthusiasm. Considering Harry had such a temper, Cryss

th, right across from Cryssy and began to fiddle wit

shes surrounding his light green eyes. Cryssy tried to act uninterested, her e

id Harry promise

ooked to the couple he had brought with them sitting next to

ect people to bring tot he club, he sighed.?

that, he was gone. Louis l

st talk

to say," she a

you," Lo

out anything, won't

stared blankly at Louis. "I know you think Harry is a self

ious

other part of him. He's been this way his whole life and I just need someone for hi

ou," she

not enough anymo

side of someone who changes emotions faster than

For me?" She r

at me caring wo

he answered.? "You ju

nks. He placed all three on the table, not bothering with the couples becaus

" Lou smiled, then

," she muttered so

dn't get laid by me last night?" She grit her teeth, sq

a fucking pri

to fuck." Cryssy let ou

deal with you! You're s

ith before," Harry shrugged, unfazed

are, Lou?" Louis ?s

uh .

red she'd forgotten her phone inside. Since going back in and facing Harry was out of the question, she decided to walk. It wasn't too far from home anyway and she could always get her phone back from Louis tomorr

ht before you get killed. Cryssy turned slightly and noticed the figure of a tall, bulky man. She blinked, surprised all though she

ing, she could hear the steps getting closer. Looking back, she saw he was running. She began to run too, her own heavy breathing slightly masking the man's footst

, or rapist, or whatever he was right now. She had no idea what she should expect from thi

t Cryssy was too frightened to ev

g him to turn and glare at his friend. "Harry what the h

s being

h he really didn't want to put up with an emotional woman right now, he went after her anyway, walking out the door an

going the same way, but Harry followed anyway. He noticed Cryssy began to jog . . . so did the man . . .and so did he. She began to run and, again, he followed unti

nstant. The worst damage the man had done was rip Cryssy's shirt before he was

, yet the guy fought back, making low blows and even decking Harry once in the face before Harry got so fed up he hit him hard right int he gut. The stranger heaved, holding his stom

ng yes quickly. She pulled her jacket closed, feeling the breez

quietly. "Is your lip okay?

take you home," was all he said, then walked

di

walk home at this hour alone?

t was ripped, so all she had was her bloody jacket. He thought for a momet, then took off his and placed it on her shoulders. Cryssy didn't know what to say other than t

passenger side and waiting patiently as he closed her door and went around to his side. She was silent

llow me?" she a

sn't the whole truth, either. Louis said to?talk?to her, no

she asked, Harry shifted in his s

arry's coat ?and handed it back to him before getting out of the car. She turned towoa

you," s

em," he r

ut it for a moment, then nodded.

onestly couldn't care less what happened to her. Sh