Evan woke up to the sound of rustling from his living and he instantly leaped out of his bed.
Eyes bloodshot he silently walked towards his bedroom door and slowly opened his door to see who the intruder was.
It was too dark. All he could see is a shadowy figure crouched on his floor back turned. He could hear a dogs huffing near the person and he realized...
Audrey!
Evan quickly grabbed the closest thing to him, of which was his lamp, and quickly ran into the living room getting ready to bash the bastards head in.
"Holy fucking shit,dude!" A female voice gasped, luckily dodging the hit, while Audrey ran off as if this is a regular thing.
Actually, this is a regular thing. Ever since Evan moved into his new house, a certain punk was fascinated with his dog,Audrey. Now the punk would come in the house from time to time just to pet his dog. Surprisingly, Audrey enjoyed the girls' company.
"I swear to god I'm getting tired of your shit, Y/N!" He breathed, lowering the lamp from hitting the tattooed girl.
"You love me!" She rolled her smokey eyes, elbows propped on the hardwood floor.
"You can't keep breaking into my house to pet my dog! I could get you arrested for trespassing."
The girl stood and smirked at the man.She turned and walked towards his window.
"But you love me, Mr. Peters. You could've called the cops months ago." And with that she climbed out his window.
Evan stood there, cheeks flushed a dark red and put his face into his hands.
"Stupid punk."
