She's Not Afraid

CHAPTER FOUR: ROCKS AT MY WINDOW

CHAPTER FOUR: ROCKS AT MY WINDOW

*DING DONG*

My doorbell rang with about three impatient presses.

"I'm coming!" It was a Saturday afternoon and I had nothing on my schedule which I'm thankful for since I love resting and lazing around the house.

I opened the door to my house, revealing a super excited and happy-looking boy by the name of Niall.

He instantly jumped right into me... like literally shoving his chest into my face as he hugged me rather tightly.

"Get off of me, Horan!" I tend to call him by his last name whenever I'm seriously pissed at him.

"Mad already? I thought we were going to be doing some 'intimate' stuff like this? Isn't that why you called me in the first place?" He pouted.

I feel sorry for the kid for thinking such perverted thoughts.

His other band mates must've rubbed off on him.

"No. I would've bought a pug to hug instead which is more convenient than calling you over. Now, let's get down to business, shall we? Shut the door and follow me upstairs to my bedroom so we can have our little 'private talk'." I commanded.

"Kinky." I swear to God, one more inappropriate word from him and he's out of the plan!

My mission is to catch the person who molested my lips yesterday at the studio and I'd do whatever it takes to do so like resorting to this guy over here because it's the only way that I can get an inside information from them without having to face the other members so yeah...

"I want you to let your four other 'friends' kiss you on the cheek and then report to me what each kiss feels like." I told him directly when he sat on my bed.

"Uh... this is so not what I'm expecting." His eyes twitched at the odd idea.

"But it'll be our little secret so no one can know about this..." I added.

"And supposing I do comply with this agreement, what do I get out of it?" He asked hopefully.

"Nothing. Just the experience of letting your other four members smooch you in the face, is all." I was being blunt alright.

"Um... I'm going to have to think about it." He responded unsurely.

"Okay, fine. If you manage to do the task that I ask of you then... you can take me anywhere you want for only a day... except your room... or the bathroom or any other small, private, cramped space that you can think of." I gave in.

"Wow... you are such a mind-reader! Consider it done, cutie." He winked at me.

"Niall, stop flirting with me... you're beginning to become more like..." A certain noise coming from my window interrupted my thoughts.

I slowly approached it to see what was going on down there, outside my very own house only to find Harry throwing rocks at my window.

He stopped his actions right away the moment we made eye contact and then he made a 'kissing' face at me as he closed his eyes and pursed his lips then waved after that.

What the hell.

Their car was parked right outside with Liam and Zayn leaning against it, busily talking to each other while Louis held up a paper with a 'LET ME IN, TOO!' sign.

"You... you brought them with you?!" I turned to face Niall who tried to look elsewhere probably because of guilt.

"What? No. They just dropped me off here. I didn't know that they would actually stay for awhile..." He gulped.

"Hey, Niall! What's taking you so damn long in there? Quickly get it over with! How is that guy getting all the action to himself while we die of boredom out here?" I heard Louis say from out the window.

So I did what I had to do.

I went to the bathroom, grabbed a pail of water and then opened my window in order to pour it out to those dirty pigs...

LESSON # 1: Always remember that you're currently at an advantage when you're in a higher place or floor level compared to your victim only because you can throw some random stuff at him (from Marshall's free lessons on how to be a bully).

"What the..?" It was probably Harry or Louis screaming.

"It's your fault! Now they know where I live, I told you to come alone, didn't I?" I threatened Niall as I grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"Actually, we've always known where you live since Harry's such a stalker..."

"And you're telling me this piece of information because?" I arched an eyebrow.

"Because... you're pretty?" He grinned.

I don't get this guy.