Ones Temptation

ARABELLA

Nikolaus has been MIA since I went to his house. No one's heard or seen of him. I ask around to see if anyones heard or seen anything but nothing. It shouldn't get to me the way it does but now that I remember everything and know the truth it irks me.

I throw my bag against the door of my room and take out the box with all the pictures Niko sent me. All of them have something in common. A small house sits in the background of all of them. I turn the picture around and look for answers.

"A+N at the playhouse on PineOak drive"

My parents' house.

I used to go to that small house whenever I needed to think but I haven't gone in a bit. I doubt he'd be there but it's worth a fucking try. I walk out and get into my car listening to the radio. Their playing stupid shit but I can't drive in silence. I pull into my parents driveway and walk to the back. I pull the sweater I'm wearing tighter around my body. The fall breeze has been a bitch recently.

I walk to the playhouse that's more like a medium size shed and open the door. I stumble back a bit when I see Niko passed out on the couch with an empty beer bottle in his hand. I walk to him and clean up the empty bottles. I look at him and notice his lips are blue and he's freezing.

I go to him and shake him. He breathes out an inaudible whisper before I shake him more.

"Niko wake up come on," I shake him more.

"Fuck off," he groans.

"You either wake the hell up and get in my car or freeze to death. Your fucking choice," I slap his arm.

He rolls his eyes and gets up stumbling a bit. I wrap my arm around his waist and help him to the car. I open the door and put him inside.

"Aren't I supposed to be the one opening the doors for you?," He questions rubbing his eyes.

"I'd wear the pants in the relationship. You'll be my bitch," I smirk.

I go to close the door but he pulls me onto him. I straddle him and look at him confused.

"Niko you're drunk no," I go to get up but he tightens his hold.

"You'd make me your bitch? Incorrect baby. I'll make you mine. You already are. Let's be honest here. . .you'd crumble beneath my touch and be wrapped around my finger once I'm done with you," He smirks.

"No I wou-."

I didn't finish my sentence. He slid his hand under my shirt and gripped my boobs looking up at me. I moan softly before stopping him.

"No. You're drunk and this," I point between me and him, "us, is nothing. You said it yourself," I get off of him and close the door.

I decide to walk around the back of my car to my side so I can control myself before getting back into the car with him. His touch felt like fire against my skin. I hated him. I was always going to hate him. But some part of me wants to love him. Wants to be the person he wakes up next to. But then I remember his words. If he didn't need me then I wouldn't need him. Ever.

I hate him.

I will always hate him.

...

I drive to my place. Not wanting to cause trouble at his place for him. His brother was spending time with their grandmother. I didn't want to drop Niko off in this state. I pull into my driveway and look over at him. He's asleep but his shirt has risen over his torso. I see the scar that he was talking about. I lightly hold my fingers over it before rubbing it softly. All the memories from that day come rushing back.

I'm snapped from everything when I feel his hand wrapped around my wrist. I look up at him quickly. Something flashes in his eyes before they start to settle. I pull my hand away and get out of the car and walk to him inhaling the cold october air. I open his door and pull him out.

"This isn't my place," He mumbles holding onto me.

We walk to my door before I settle him on the curb to open the door and pull him inside.

"I know. But your brother is spending time with your grandmother. I'm not taking your drunk ass over there so you could ruin their time. I have a guest room you can stay in for today," I help him up the stairs.

"I'm not staying in the fucking guest room."

I roll my eyes.

"Why the hell not? I'd like to sleep too. I'm not sleeping on the floor so you could have my bed," I lead him into the bathroom.

"Who said anything about you sleeping on the floor baby? We can sleep in the same bed. Just don't take advantage of me," He winks and starts undressing.

"I would die before touching you, Nikolaus Hall."

"I'll love you when hell freezes over," he bites back.

I throw a towel at him before storming out and into my room. I kick off my shoes and take off my pants throwing on some black spandex shorts. I stay in my white tank before crashing on the bed. If he wanted to act that way I'll make hell never freezes. I had his love before. I don't need it again.

...

"You're pretty when you sleep."

I jump awake sitting up quickly. A naked Niko with just a towel wrapped around his waist stands at my doorway. He leans against the door frame and smirks.

"Jesus fucking christ. What the hell do you want now?," I groan, rubbing my eyes.

He walks towards me and crawls onto me. My breathing catches in my throat as I begin laying back slowly. His eyes bore into mine before he rips his towel off exposing all of him.

"I'm tired," he winks and lays next to me, "There were no clothes on the counter. Plus sleeping naked is good for you," He smirks and lays under the covers.

My mouth goes dry and I shake my head putting a pillow over my mouth.

"Oh and Arabella. . .try not to touch yourself when you think I'm asleep. I'm a light sleeper and I won't be able to ignore you moaning my name when you touch that little clit of yours."