The bet ~Byler~

eight

Will.

Around 3pm I drove to the location of the address Mike had sent me. I parked outside of his house. Okay...he might be- nope he was LOADED. I mean I heard that he was rich, like the richest in town but I didn't know how much~ but hey his house looks somewhat normal. Not like the others who flash their cash- me. *cough cough*. It's how to get girls, just flash money in their faces.

I put in the gate pin letting them slowly open up. Then I walked past his driveway, the fucking thing was huge. It had a water fountain at the end of it with white and yellow flowers around it. There was a grass trail with stones on it leading to the door. Big glass doors. Black glass. The shit you can't see through but they can see out. There was a door bell, it was small but like- errr gold? Or bronze? Maybe even a gold silver.

I didn't feel worthy enough to ring it.

Suddenly the door opened and reveals Mike standing in sweatpants. No shirt.

"Are you gonna come in or just stand outside my house staring at my doorbell?" He asked as he leans on the door frame with his arms folded across his tight chest as his eyes glided over my body, his lip getting trapped between his teeth.

"You..call this a...house?" I scoffed walking in past him shoving his shoulder on the way. Mike laughed following me inside. The door closing softly behind.

I just stood there in the middle. A glass chandelier hanging above me and between two spiral staircases what leads to the same door. I didn't know what to do and quite frankly I didn't want to get lost.

"Oh stop being dramatic, did you eat before you came?
My mom made breakfast." Mike said. I nodded lightly and followed him into the kitchen.

"Are your parents home?" I asked not wanting them to hear us. Hear me.

"Nah they left after we ate, but we had extra food so if you're hungry you should eat." He looked over at the pancakes. "There is a lot, mum cooks for a fucking village." I chuckled lightly as I made my way closer to him.

"No thanks I already ate, but if they're not home..." I said my voice trailing off as Mike turned around and gave me a fresh smirk.

"You impatient little freak." Mike laughed as he put his hands on my hips lifting me up on the kitchen counter. He fits between my legs so perfectly.

"Shut up." I said crashing my lips onto his as our tongues fought for dominance. He won. Of course. He only did when he bit down on my lower lips earning a loud moan from me. It's called cheating in my books but I just melt into the feeling.

"Hm, you like that?" He asked while fiddling with the waist band of my underwear above my jeans.

"D-don't talk to me like that. Like I'm your bitch." I said as I pecked him on the nose and hopped off the counter. "I hope your bed is as impressive as the rest of the house." I said as I slowly backed up out of the kitchen and walked backwards to the stairs.

"Where do you think you're going? You don't even know where my room is." He said raising an eyebrow obvious amusement on his face. A grin perked up on my face.

"You're right I don't." | said. After looking at him for a second I broke off into a sprint up the stairs as he chased me. I chose a random room and walked into an office, but before I could walk out to find another room Mike tackled me to the ground pinning me down.

"Wrong." Pant. "Room." He pants the words out as he looked down at me. A big smile took over my face.

Again.

"Nah, you could just easily fuck me over that desk over there." I said jerking my head in the direction of the desk. Mike leans in closer to my ear.

"Tempting. Really. I'll take you up on that when it isn't covers with my dads files. Come on." He said pulling me up to my feet pulling my wrist out of the room down the hall to where I guessed was his room.