Barakat, Jack Barakat

Amy had decided to just delete Jack's number. She couldn't bare to see his name in her contacts any longer.
She was currently driving around California. Where she worked had just opened up a new store in Cali, and the company had decided to send her out to train the new staff. She had spent the whole day trying to train hopeless teenagers who didn't seem interested.
She made her way into the hotel she was staying at for the weekend, and slumped down onto the big, soft bed which seemed to swallow her whole.
Tonight, she would be hitting the nearest clubs, she needed a drink after the hell she had been through that day. She peeled herself from the bed reluctantly and turned on the shower. While waiting for the shower to warm up, she decide to turn on the radio
"MAYBE IT'S NOT MY WEEKEND, BUT IT"'S GONNA BE MY YEAR" Amy groaned loudly and turned the radio off.
"Can these guys not give me a break?"
After spending a good 20 minutes in the shower, Amy sat in her room deciding on what to wear "This is Cali, I need to at least make an effort" she said pulling out item after item of clothing from her suitcase. She finally settled on a red bodycon dress. She smiled to herself, as even she had to admit, this dress did wonders for her body.
After drying and loosely curling her hair, she applied some makeup, slipped into her dress and some heels that were sure to torture her feet by the end of the night.
The music blasted through Amy's ears and she was sure she was going to leave this club deaf. She didn't care though, she was going to enjoy herself tonight. That was until he walked in.
"Jack" she gasped to herself. She quickly rushed to the bathroom not wanting to be seen by him. What was he doing here? How was she going to leave without him noticing? She stood and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was slightly intoxicated after all, she had consumed 5 drinks and multiple shots of tequila. Her head spun as she worked up the courage to leave the bathroom and make her way back to the bar. She took a seat when the bartender slid a drink her way. She gave him a confused look
"From the guy at the end there" he pointed. Amy turned to see an unfamiliar guy wink at her and lift his drink. Amy felt awkward, but smiled at him regardless.
After 5 minutes, her drink was gone and the guy approached her
"Dance with me?" She smiled and took his hand as he led her through the crowd of people. Amy didn't care that Jack was there anymore.
She swayed her hips to the music and completely lost herself in the beat. She hadn't even noticed that the guy had placed his hands on her hips and grinded on her from behind. She suddenly became really uncomfortable
"I need some fresh air" she stated before making her way through the crowd, making her way past Jack without noticing.
"Amy?" He asked himself. He shook his head thinking he was seeing things.
Amy felt the cool air hit her skin. She let out a sigh of relief. She stood up against a wall letting the breeze dance across her skin. She was shaken from her daze when the guy from the club approached her
"Are you okay?" He asked
"Yeah, just needed some fresh air. Quite hot in there" she chuckled
"Just like you" the guy said staring at her. Amy averted his gaze and stared at the floor not knowing what to say.
"Come with me" he said taking her hand and leading her just around the back of the club.
"Where are we going?"
The guy just stopped, pushing her up against the wall and kissing her. In her drunken state, she kissed him back, that was until he tried to deepen the kiss and slide his hands up and down her thighs.
"No!" She said pushing him off of her.
"What?" He spat and roughly grabbed onto her throat.
"You don't understand, I don't take no for an answer" he said while pulling the bottom of her dress up, revealing her underwear. Amy struggled out a scream as he moved his hand in between her legs. The tears were streaming down her face, not knowing what to do. She tried her hardest to call for help, but with the grip he had on her throat, she was sure no one could hear her. She felt the guy's hand connect with her cheek before she heard him unzipping his pants. Amy was about to black out from lack of air until she heard someone call out
"HEY! What do you think you're doing?" The voice shouted
Amy couldn't see much, she felt the guy release his grip on her throat and she fell to the floor gasping for air, tears still streaming. She just sat there shaking until someone approached her. They reached out and touched her arm and Amy flinched.
"Hey, shhh, Amy it's me. It's okay, he's gone now"
"J-Jack?" Amy looked up crying
"W-where is he?"
"I threatened him. I may have also gotten a punch in as well"
Amy just sat there violently shaking. Jack lifted her up gently and carried her, stroking her hair, letting her cry into his chest.
She must have fallen asleep at some point, because Jack had noticed that she had stopped shaking.
Jack arrived back at his hotel with Amy in arms, earning some curious looks from the staff who worked there. He struggled getting his door open, trying not to disturb Amy. He finally achieved it, walking in and closing the door behind him with his foot. Making his way over to his bed, he gently placed Amy down, pulling the covers over her. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I swear, I won't let anyone touch you or hurt you again" he whispered before leaving and closing the door behind him.

Notes

:) So All Time Low have started rehearsing for the Back to the Future Hearts tour. Is anyone going? I have to wait until February to see them again :(