❛ chasing you ❜ | peter parker

Chapter 16

"Dallas?" I exclaimed as I held onto my heart, trying to not make it stop "What? I -" my voice stuttered as I tried to process what was happening.

The blonde boy laughed, shaking his head, "You never called, so I found you" he shrugged nonchalantly. I mentally facepalmed at his creepishness.

"So you kidnapped me?" I shouted, not very happy with his decision, "You could've just called me?"

Dallas shook his head laughing, "I gave you my number, I didn't have yours and I really wanted to see you again" I could feel the heat creeping up onto my face, I was completely flustered by this boy; so desperate to see me, he tracked me down and kidnapped me. It was SO cute. I smiled at him, quickly turning my face away to look out the window, hiding my bright red face.

"Where are you taking me?" I finally asked the boy, who was now smirking at me, "Hopefully somewhere dry" I laughed, motioning to my soaking wet hair and drenched clothes.

"Don't worry - it is" he responded as the car suddenly slowed down out side of a large, white gate shoved between two large office blocks.

The gates slowly opened and we drove in. Amongst the high rises and blocks was a classic townhouse, painted in a bright white and it stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the brutalist architecture surrounding it.

The car pulled up in front of the buildings steps and Dallas got out of the car, shutting his door, and as he did so he suddenly appeared around the other side, opening my door and holding his hand out. I reached out and held lightly onto his tan hand and he led me out of the car. Expecting more rain I inhaled, awaiting the cold water droplets; I was pleasantly surprised by the blue umbrella hung above my head. I glanced to Dallas who had a wide smile on his face whilst he held the umbrella.

As we walked toward the huge front doors, Dallas kept ahold of my hand, guiding me up the steps and onto the porch. The car speedily drove off as he pulled out some house keys out of his pockets.

"Could you hold this?" He asked me, motioning towards his umbrella handle, I nodded and held it tight as I watched him unlock the massive doors, swinging them open and letting a flurry of warm air out into the cold, "Ladies first" He whispered down into my ear. I gingerly stepped across the door beam and into the house. It was beautiful - the floors were all marbled and the walls, from floor to ceiling, were painted in a bright white, which amazingly, wasn't at all harmful towards my eyes.

"You've got a beautiful house" I complimented him as he closed the door behind him, fixing his golden hair after doing so.

He shrugged, "It's my older brothers - my father and I, we live in Cali with my grandparents. But Montana lives here - he's not here right now, if that's what you were wondering. He's away at some sort of stag-do - I don't really know"

I slowly nodded as I walked through the house, I realised as I did so that it wasn't actually that big, it had a wrap-around lay out where every downstairs room centred around the stair case, but other than that it was a pretty average town house.

"The party's you could have here would be insane" I commented as I ran my hand along the large kitchen island, suddenly spotting something outside of one of the windows. It was bright red, and as I had looked over it vanished.

"They are" Dallas said, "You wanna see my room?" He asked, standing at the bottom of the large staircase suggestively. Prying my gaze away from the window, I nodded, hoping I hadn't seen who I thought I did.

"I'll get you a towel as well" he added as we arrived on the landing, "My rooms just over there" he pointed to a tall door at the end of the hall. As he left me I walked towards it and pushed it open, it revealed a huge bedroom. Considering the room was huge, the actual bed took up most of the space. Almost every wall had some sort of soccer poster on it and it all smelt distinctly of some fresh-smelling cologne.