I'm Mated to a Stalker?

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

***Nikki's POV***

After we finished eating, Zavier took me to his house, also known as the pack house. It was massive with old wood as the base making it look centuries older then it probably was. I turned toward Zavier and caught him smiling down at me. He didn't turn away just kept staring at me causing me to turn away blushing. I don't blush! When we walked into his house, I couldn't stop staring at it. It was beautiful. It wasn't until Zavier started chuckling that I realized I said that out loud. I turned and blushed yet again! Ugh, I got to stop this blushing thing. It makes me feel too girly.

See the thing about me is that I'm a boyish girly-girl. I love football, hockey, and hardware stores (that includes Advanced Auto Parts), but I wear make-up. Plus I enjoy the chance to dress up and go to dances. I even wear the occasion summer/casual dress, though that's less common then just skinny jeans and t-shirts.

I don't go overboard, though, like the high school sluts that wear the tops so low cut and tight it should be illegal and skirts so short that they're practically underwear. I don't want to say they disgust me because some of those girls have reasons, just like strippers. They have bad pasts, or family problems, and the only way they find peace is by throwing themselves at guys, or in a stripper's point of view, stripping for horny guys in a crowd. It's actually quite sad.

Anyway, off that lovely note, the house. I don't know how to describe. Beautiful isn't enough. On the outside it's this amazing woodsy aura, all browns and greens, with a wrap around porch and wicker chairs on the front porch. It had four steps leading up to the porch and then another step to get to the door, which was a beautiful maroon color that looks a lot like my dad's house's door.

I walked inside to a very homey foyer with a beautiful chandelier up at the top. It was a small round of crystals then one level up was a larger round and so on like an upside-down, seven-layer cake. There were three hallways branching off from this room, the right looking to lead to a kitchen and dining room, the left had a bunch of closed doors and the center one had a set of stairs after a hallway full of pictures.

Zavier grabbed my hand and started dragging me toward the left hallway, the one with the closed doors, and opened up the fourth one, dragging me inside with him. He hid me behind his back after closing the door and turned to look at a couple standing of behind a large desk.

"Hey Dad, Mom, this is my mate, Nikki. And Dad, before you give me that look, yes, she knows about us. I explained it to her and then took her out for lunch, and Mom, you can get rid of that stern look because we both have amazing grades so I doubt that one ditched day is going to make much of a difference." I jerked my head to face him and stared at him in embarrassment. He had seen my grades and other personal records. I mean I've read about them doing that to mates, but now that I'm in the position, it just seems down right stalker-ish...

After talking to Mary and Don (Zavier's parents) for about ten minutes, Zavier dragged me away again. I think this boy really likes dragging me places, I mean come on, am I a Ragidy Ann or something? Oh, whatever. It shows he's dominate and a dominate male is not weak. I'll at least be well protected. Though, when it comes to "you know what" I am not going to be submissive. I am not going to be one of those lazy chicks, who let the men do all the work. I plan on torturing him over and over. As they say, "Virgins are the kinkiest."

He took me down the center hallway, which was filled with pictures on both sides. On the left side were what looked like all the pack members. It was a human picture, with a name plate under it and under that was a picture of a wolf. I was surprised to find Melissa on there. Guess she's a higher rank in the pack than that teacher, who also is in the pack.

On the right side was a bunch of pictures starting at the beginning and ending at the staircase. It was filled with different photographs like on the left, with the name plate and the wolf, but these started out really old and went down the line where I found Don and Zavier. There were multiple empty picture frames next to Zavier that continued down the hallway. I assumed these were for the next Alphas. Also under each Alpha, was a picture of a female. Under Don was Mary, so I also assumed that these were the Alpha Females.

When a sudden hand was put on the small of my back, I jumped. I was thinking intently and that little gesture brought me back to reality. I turned to follow the arm back to Zavier's face. I smiled and took my turn by dragging him up the stairs where I found multiple doors like the first hallway. A few were open showing bedrooms, so I followed my newly enhanced sense of smell to find Zavier's all the way down the hall. He had a mahogany door with a little silver knob on it. Pushing open his door, I found his room decorated in black and grey. He had a black bed spread with dark grey pillows, he had grey curtains and a black desk, his walls were three quarters dark grey to one quarter black, and he had band posters all over like Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sirens, Three Days Grace, Disturbed, Of Mice & Men, and some others. He also had a Peyton Manning poster. Manning is my all time favorite football player ever. Ever since he left the Colts, though, my favorite has been his brother, Eli Manning. Then I noticed that right next to Manning's poster was Eli's. It was like my dream room. I got my mom to let me paint my room dark grey, but his was beyond imaginable. I think I just fell in love with his room. Talk about creepy.

It was then that I realized that I had been dragging Zavier around the room with me as I searched it. I dropped his hand and walked over to his wall that was covered with CDs. Most of his CDs were bands that he had posters of and some he didn't. There was one unmarked one, and me, being the curious kitten that I am, stuck it in his CD player, only to have my eyes widen when I heard Zavier's distinct voice singing one of my favorite A Day to Remember songs, You Had Me At Hello. He was also playing an acoustic guitar, you could tell by the sound of it. What was even scarier was the fact that I have always wanted a guy to sing that particular song to me while playing guitar. He really was perfect. I glanced around the room again and noticed that I didn't see a guitar anywhere. This was the cause for my exploration of his entire room. I checked just about anywhere that it would fit. I found it at last, tucked away in a corner in his closet. It was light brown and had a Black Veil Brides strap for him to where.

I stuck my head out the door of his closet and smiled at him and said,"You really like metal, don't you?"

He nodded and blushed causing me to chuckle and then shriek when the next song on the CD came on. It was You're So Creepy by Ghostown. I love that one, too. Okay this is getting strangely creepy. I looked at him suspiciously while grabbing his iPod off its charging stand so I could go through all his songs. He had a lot of the same bands that I do and even a couple songs by some that I hadn't heard.

I turned to stare at him, suspicion leaking into it. "Are you really just a male version of me or is there some other creepier explanation to all this simarity-silimarity-simil-oh whatever, likeness, sameness?" He gave me a sheepish smile and turned his face away which told me that something was definitely up. I walked up to him and turned his chin to face me.

"What is going on?" I demanded.

He sighed before replying, "It was kind of intended to be your room and when the time comes, our room. I left stuff that I don't really need in here, like my guitar because it's not like I'm moving out. I'm just moving into the guest room until you're ready for me to live in here with you. Also, I'm not forcing you to live in here. It's just sort of your room whenever you're over."

He finished his babble with a cute blush causing me to wrap my hands around his waist and squeeze like my life depended on it. I also kissed him on the cheek.

"That was über sweet. Thank you so much. Wait," he turned his face towards mine in panic,"how did you know that these were my favorite colors and bands and stuff like that?"

"Well, I already liked most of these bands anyway and the CDs I already had, plus a few here and there. And um, well,....don't kill me when I tell you this. Promise?" he asked, looking like he'd rather die than tell me any of this. "Well, I kind of have been watching you."