Downey and Dirty

Chapter 4

That's Alex^

~Alexs P.O.V

When I got I decided to go for a walk and maybe go to Starbucks while I'm out. I walked down stairs and told my mum I was going for a walk. I just need to think about things.

I walk into Starbucks and get some coffee. I walked in and ordered my coffee. I sat in the corner booth, my favorite spot. When I was done I walked around for awhile when it started raining. I was at least three miles away from my house and it was pouring rain. Eh, whatever.

A black car pulled up beside me and rolleddown the window, it was Mr Downey. "Hey, you need a ride?"

"No." I continued walking down the street.

"Get in. Now." he said demanding.

"Fuck off! I'm fine walking," I screamed at him, hoping he'd just get the hint and go away. But of course he didn't.

"I'm sorry, Alex. Just please let me give you a ride." he pleaded, giving me a look that you just can't say no to.

"Fine. Whatever." I get into his car, and I can already feel myself getting warmer.

"Can we just go to my house real quick?" he questioned.

"Sure" I mumbled.

"Okay."

~35 minutes later~

We pulled into a drive way that lead up to a huge house. It was beautiful. it was white with black outlining. This is the type of house everybody wants. He stopped the car and took the key out of the ignotion. He got out and I just sat there, starring at his house. It was beautiful.

He opened my door and said, "Are you gonna come in or just sit here?"

I got out of the car and Downey walked to the door and unlocked the door. We walked in and I just about gasped because how nice it was, but I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to give him the pleasure of knowing that I'm in love with his house.

"Why did we come here?" I asked.

"Because I was just at the gym and I need to change." he told me.

"Wait, you actually work out?" I said laughing, I don't even know why I started laughing.

"Yes I do." he scoffed, obviously offended. I looked over his attire and notice he actually was wearing gym clothes. And damn, he looked fine as hell.

"How old are again?" I asked.

"Thirty-nine" he told me.

I laughed and whispered to myself, "Old man."

"Do not ever call me old man again." he turned around, giving me a death glare.

"Or what, huh?" I smirked.

"Well, I'll just have to punish you," he got dangerously close to me. I backed up, him following, until I hit a wall and he trapped me between the wall and him.

"And how are you going to do that, hmm?" I whispered as he started to lean in. I felt him kiss my neck, making chills run down my spine. His hands reached up to my sides and he lifted his head, looking back into my eyes.

He lightly started tickling me, making me giggle. I tried to run off but his grip was to strong. I pushed at his chest, making him stumble back a bit and giving me time to run away. He started to run after me, and I ran as fast as I could, having no idea where I'm going. I turned a corner and found myself in his living room. He went after me and tackled me onto the couch. He started tickling me and I couldn't help but laugh. After a while he stopped and just stared at me.

"What?" I questioned as he looked at me with a small smile, making me laugh even more.

"You should smile more often" he said, laughing as a blush broke on my face.

"Shut up" I slightly said pushing at his shoulders. I covered my face with my hands as the heat in my face wasn't going away.

He pulled my hands off my face and pinned them beside my head. He bent down so our lips were centimeters away, his hot minty breath hitting my face, and then he said, "No."

He got up and walked up the staire, I'm guessing to go and change. He just left me, all hot and bothered.

~To be continued....~

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Authors note:

I know I don't update a lot, but I'll try to update more.

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