Chapter 1 (Veralina)

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Veralina's (Vare-ah-lee-nah) POV (Above)

I sighed. Today was exhausting. It was Friday, the last day of finals, and the hardest. I couldn't help but smile. It's also now summer break.

Currently, I was laying in the sun, in my bikini. Enjoying the nice summer sun and breeze. And hoping to tan. I mean, I am tan already, but why couldn't I be any tanner?

'Mom! I swear I didn't do it! Stop fucking blaming me!' I heard someone scream at the top of their lungs from inside my neighbor's house. My neighbor was the famous bad boy in my school and even though my brain told me to hate him, I couldn't. Judging a book by its cover is not something I do.

'You know what, Kieran?! I'm done with this. Get out of my house, you have until sundown!" I gasped. Their fighting never got as bad as kicking Kieran out. He must've done it this time.

I heard a door slam and angry footsteps. But, no, those weren't what scared me. The fact that they were coming towards me did.

I was on my back looking towards then fence when his head popped over it. He was handsome, of course. With dark hair in a quiff, sharp jawline and his beautiful stormy blue eyes. Even though they were puffy from I assume crying. He sent me a small smile.

"I guess you heard that?" He asked me and to which I responded with a nod. He looked down nervously. "She kicked me out and I have nowhere to go..." He sighed before looking up, "May I stay at your house until she cools down?"

I immediately shook my head, "What about my Dad?"

He rolled his eyes, "You and I both know he's barely ever home, Veralina."

"So? What if I don't want you here?" I asked testing him.

He smirked, "Seeing as nobody else lives here wouldn't it be good to have a roommate? Besides, what are you scared of? A little temptation?" He chuckled.

I scoffed, "Psh, why would I be tempted by you?"

"Everyone one falls for me. I mean who wouldn't?"

I just rolled my eyes. "Prove it to me. Prove that it would be good to have you here."

He slowly walked forward, his eyes gazing down my body. I would be shy but I knew I shouldn't. I have a completely flat stomach and a great body overall, thanks to going to the gym most day and dancing. I needed to if I wanted to be the top US model.

He was soon just a foot from me.

"Why didn't you just agree in the first place? What are you scared of? Getting hurt or temptation?"

He took the last step so we were inches from each other. He was so close that if i moved foward slightly we would be kissing and I could even feel and smell his minty breath on me. I held in a sigh. We both knew he would win this.

"You know you're very beautiful." He sighed and the next thing I knew was that I was pressed up against my house with his arms on either side of me. He leaned closer so our noses were just about touching. "Just one kiss, please."

He then closed the space between us and we were kissing. I was kissing the bad boy. His tongue slipped out and he licked my bottom lip asking for entrance. I quickly denied. His hands slipped down to my thighs and he picked me up quickly and with ease, making me gasp. He was strong, that's for sure.

He then shot his tongue into my mouth and explored. Our tongues and mouths moved in sync like we were made for each other. Slowly we pulled our mouths away from each other but I kept my legs wrapped around his waist.

Kieran's POV

I was sitting in the living room watching videos of when my parents got married and life before they got divorced when my mom came home. She looked pissed. And that's how we got here.

"Go fucking clean it up, Kieran! I'm sick of your behavior!"

That's it I lost all control. "Mom! I swear I didn't do it! Stop fucking blaming me!" I screamed at the absolute top of my lungs.

"You know what, Kieran?! I'm done with this. Get out of my house, you have until sundown!" She yelled at the same level as I before stomping out of the house and driving away.

I ran up to my room and started packing my stuff. Frustrated tears escaped my eyes but I didn't wipe them away. I was done with her too. She always blamed me for everything acting like I was my father. Because of that, I was leaving just like she said I should.

I had nowhere to go though. I sat for a few seconds thinking before an idea came up.

I exited through the backdoor with my bag and walked to the fence. I quickly climbed it making sure Veralina was there before jumping over. She stared at me in surprise then at my eyes. I knew she saw that I was crying so I sent her a small smile.

"I guess you heard that?"I asked her and to which she nodded to. I looked down nervously. "She kicked me out and I have nowhere to go..." I sighed before looking up, "May I stay at your house until she cools down?"

She immediately shook my head, "What about my Dad?"

I rolled my eyes, "You and I both know he's barely ever home, Veralina."

It's true. Her Dad works for this large company and is always traveling. He is rarely home.

"So? What if I don't want you here?" She asked like she was testing me.

I smirked, "Seeing as nobody else lives here wouldn't it be good to have a roommate? Besides, what are you scared of? A little temptation?" I chuckled. She was being ridiculous.

"Psh, why would I be tempted by you?" She scoffed and absentmindedly flipped her hair. Seeing her do it made my stomach flutter. Why? I didn't know.

"Everyone one falls for me. I mean who wouldn't?" I bragged.

She rolled her eyes at me. "Prove it to me. Prove that it would be good to have you here."

Quickly making up a plan I slowly walked forward, my eyes gazing down at her beautiful body. I was soon just a foot from the beauty.

"Why didn't you just agree in the first place? What are you scared of? Getting hurt or temptation?" I teased.

I took the last step so we were inches from each other. I held in a laugh hearing her heartbeat speed up. We both knew I would win this.

"You know you're very beautiful." I sighed and the next thing I knew was that I was pressing her up against her house with my arms on either side of her. I leaned closer so our noses were inches from touching. "Just one kiss, please." I begged. She was too beautiful and I needed to feel her soft lips against mine.

I then closed the space between us and we were kissing. I was kissing my crush, the beauty. My tongue slipped out and licked her bottom lip asking for entrance to which she denied. I slid my hands down to her thighs and lifted her up quickly. She was as light as a feather. She gasped, which made me smirk and shoot my tongue into her mouth.

I took my time exploring her mouth. I needed this, no, I needed her. Slowly we pulled our mouths away from each other but she kept her tan long legs wrapped around my waist. She was breathing heavily, I grinned full of joy.

"How 'bout now? Can I stay?"

"Fine, but you can't bring any friends over. At all. And we can't do this. Promise?" She muttered sternly.

My smile turned to a frown as I heard her. "I get it, no friends, but why can't we do this?" I questioned motioning between us.

She sighed again sounding disappointed before explaining. "Because, I'm not one of your toys you use then throw away. I need commitment." She slowly slid off my waist and I was filled with dread. It was going to be hard to get her. To earn her trust.

She went to grab her sweater from her chair but I couldn't help but notice her pool. It was twice as big and twice as deep in the deep end. I stood dumbfounded staring at it, forgetting my past emotion.

She grinned at me. "Your pool is so much bigger than mine!"

"Yeah, I know. Well, you coming? I don't want to let all the cool air out and I suppose you need a tour." She laughed.

"Yeah, I'm coming."











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