The boy next door (Dylan O'Brien)

Chapter 4

Ella's PoV

I turned around and saw Dylan. I jumped

"How did you get in" I asked startled

"The door was unlocked" he said. I had completely forgotten to lock it when Ryan left

"You should lock it. Stop the creeps from getting in" that made a
Shiver run down my spine  

"Yeah I forgot" I said trying to laugh it off

"I tried knocking but you didn't hear" he said resting his arm on the doorframe

"Oh god sorry I didn't know it was you, i thought it was a random person" I laughed.

"It's okay, I came around because my parents are out and I got bored" he said, he was looking at the door frame and ran his fingers along it.

"Oh, well I'm just watched the little mermaid, you can join if you want" I offered. This whole situation seemed weird but It made sense I guess

"Don't mind if I do" he said and came over and sat on the sofa next to me. We watched the movie when my phone bleeped

"Who's that" Dylan asked. I had just noticed that he had managed to move himself closer to me

"My boyfriend" I said seeing Evan name pop up. I turned back to Dylan and he looked a bit angry. I went to reach for some popcorn but noticed the bowl was empty.

"I'm just going to go get some more popcorn" I said standing up and picking the bowl up. I started to walked back to the kitchen. Dylan got up and followed me. Okay then.

I placed the bowl on the counter and reached the get some more popcorn. I could feel Dylan's eyes glaring at me. I felt slightly uncomfortable but tried to act like normal. The popcorn was on the top shelf and being the small person I am I struggled to reach it. Dylan came closer

"Let help you" his voice had a hint of seductivmess (if that's even a word). He came right behind behind me. His body pressing mine into the counter as he reached up. I don't think this guy had herd of personal space. He got down the popcorn and placed it down and backed off a little. I turned around and Dylan came right In front of me and placed his hands on the cabinets behind me so he was covering me like a tent. I gulped I felt super uncomfortable and slightly scared. He pushed his groin area closer to me and moved his face closer and started to kiss my neck. I was too startled at first then it kicked in and I pushed him away

"What's wrong baby" he said in a seductive tone.

"This" I said and tried to get away. Dylan just grabbed hold of me and pushed me back against the counter.

"Come on" he wined

"No, Dylan I have a boyfri-" I was cut off my Dylan clashing his mouth againt mine. I tried to fight back and I pushed him off me and started to exit the kitchen. I was still in a lot of shock and honestly had no idea what to even do. Dylan came after me and pushed my against the door frame

"Come on baby, I know you want this" he said and moved his face closer to me

"No, this is wrong, I can't do this" I said, I could feel the fear begin to flow. Dylan just pressed me even harder against the door, I could feel his excitement against me and it made me want to throw up.

"Just this one night, pretend your single, pretend gods not watching" he whispered in my ear. His hands slowly started to reach down towards my Sweat pants

"Please" I whispered out but he just crashed his face against mine and I felt my sweat pants begin to get rolled down. I tried to fight back but he was honestly so much stronger I couldn't do it. In the end I just gave up and went along with it. I could just pretend this was a dream and no one will ever find out I guess. Dylan slowly began to removed my underwear and started kissing more violently. I don't want to admit this but he was better than Evan. He put my hands around my waist and pattered my back. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his well built waist and he carried me over to the sofa.

God I hate my self for this. Why does doing the wrong things feel so good.