21 Black

~Chapter 1~

I was in shock. It's not the first scary movie i've seen, but to helplessly scream in complete terror was a surprise to me.

As I walked out of the movie cinema the cold London air hit me with a strong breeze. I had gone to see a film with my friends Scarlet, Claudia & Darcy.

"well I think we'll take a cab Torre" Darcy says to me.

"okay ill just walk since I only live 2 blocks away."

we said our goodbyes and I start to walk home. Out of the corner of my eye I notice a tall dark figure accross the boulevard facing my direction. I decide to ignore it & continue walking. I pull out my phone and begin scrolling through Twitter noticing i had a few mentions i clicked on them & replied.

But in a split second im on the ground & everything i once held was scattered accross the sidewalk. The dark figure i had noticed just moments earlier was now above me chuckling deeply as i lay on the ground. As i curse under my breath & pick up my fallen items the figure ive now realized as a tall male does not move. He simply grabs something off the ground and begins scrolling through it.

Once i realize it's my IPhone i jump up & snatch it out of his grasp. I hear a ding from his pocket & realize he's sent himself a text & has my number. Once i shove my phone into my pocket im shoved into the fence that runs along someones yard.

The boy is gripping my wrists while looking me up & down. "Hello gorgeous" he says with a slight smirk forming upon his lucious pink lips. i gulp heavily in fear.

He comes closer to the point where the only thing seperating us is our noses. He then steps back slightly. "what's your name sweetheart?" he asks looking into my deep baby blue eyes.

"Uh, T-T Torre..." i say still quite frightened by this boy infront of me. "Im Louis and im quite single at the moment, but i bet you'd like to change that now wouldn't you?" he says with a cheeky grin appearing on his face.

"Well Louis, i bet you thought you were going home with me didn't you?" i question quite firmly as he releases his grip from my wrists. "well i uh-" "well you thought wrong!" I shout bringing my small hand to meet his right cheek with a smack leaving a red handprint on his face for a meere 5 seconds.

He looks back still smirking "fiesty aren't we?" i turn to sprint out of his reach but no. The cement path rejects my shoes' traction and he once again has a hold on my right wrist causing me to whip my body around facing the blue eyed boy. "uhg! can you just leave me be?! i mean is it that hard to just let me go so i can continue walking home?!" i shout with a look of strange fear & terror in my eyes.

He looks at me in shock like he had never heard someone talk to him like this before. He then smirked yet again at me like an evil 3 year old and started leaning into me. I assumed he was expecting a kiss so i turned me head swiftly. But thats exactly what he wanted. When i turned my head he took his oppertunity & started to nibble at my ear. i froze & was unable to move. He then stopped & picked up my right arm from my side and ran his hand up & down it gently brushing the scars on my wrist. I flinched when he put pressure onto them. His head jerked up to meet my gaze "you hurt yourself?"

"uh i tripped and um fell into the glass coffee table." Jesus christ Torre you couldnt think of anything else to say?! He looked at me with those sea blue eyes and rolled them. He chuckled deeply & shook his head not believing a word i said.

He then picked up my left arm & noticed there was nothing there. "So you're a lefty?" "yeah. whats it to ya?" i spat sounding a bit too harsh. He looked up at me & i noticed his eyes had grown dark & full of lust. my face fell into fear as he had a smug look on his face. He pulled my left arm up & planted kisses up my arm until he reached the crook of my elbow. in that moment his teeth sank into my arm and i yelped in agony as he violently sucked on my weak arm. After about 30 seconds of Louis leaving his mark on my arm he pulled away. He gave me a small cheeky grin & took off running down the street leaving me alone.

I lingered there for a minute thinking about what the hell had just happened here & then took off sprinting home. i walked into my house & ran upstairs closing my door falling against it onto the floor. As i lay here i hear my phone buzz so i pull it out of my pocket.

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From- Louis:)

i like your house babe. it's quite big;)

thats what it said. Wait how does he know what my house looks like?!

I jump up & open my curtains. seeing no one outside i shut them again. I step into my bathroom shutting & locking the door behind me. I strip down letting my mid-back length blonde hair casscade down my back & step into the shower letting the water cover me.

As i shower i look at my arm and it's now a horrible purple color. he's left his mark on me! After ive finished my shower i step out and throw on my pjs which consist of a blue tanktop & some spandex shorts. When i take out my hairbrush i hear a stir in my bedroom. i decide to ignore it until i hear a shoe screech accross the floor.

"mom?" i say quietly but loud enough for the person to hear. i quickly crack the door open & peer out. but what i see is not my mom. its a tall boy that i recognised. the black leather jacket had given it away. louis. howd he get in?!!

"what the fuck?" i mutter louder than intended. he noticed the door was cracked & a smirk appeared on his lips. i gave up coming out of the bathroom.

"what are you doing here?" i studder "well i came to see you gorgeous!" he says quite bluntly.

"howd you get in?!"

"your mum went out. the door unlocked for me" we NEED to fix the security system if it let that in!

"well you need to leave"

"but i dont want to"

"you really must though!" i state sliding to my right only for louis to mock me.

"no"

"what?"

"no. im not leaving"

who does he think he is?!

I always hated pushy people. My father was always pushy. my father. lets not get into this.

"yes you are. i dont tollerate obsessive boys and you seem quite infactuated with me. so OUT!"

"no. i wont leave unless you agree to let me take you out."

Oh no. hes got me..

Either i agree and he leaves, or i dont & put up with him for however long it takes me to get him out.

Im fucked either way...

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