just another teenage love story

Thirteen

(A/N sorry for not updating still grounded but ima bad ass no I'm kidding but yea)

I lay in bed not really regretting going to school considering he called me baby. Niall called me baby. But I ignored his attempts to get my attention in other classes. The door slammed and I knew he was home. For the first time since he beat me he was home. I heard a woman's giggle and I knew she was here too. "ELAINE" he called his voice high but not angry to say the least. I didn't want to meet the tramp or see his face. "NOW!" He called growing impatient quickly. Hesitantly, I walked down the stairs. "Ah Elaine so nice to meet you I'm sugar" god 'sugar' how strippery. I already hate her. "It's Ellie" I rudely stated. Uncle rick shit me a warning look and handed me money. "Shut it and go to the store and get my condoms we're gonna need more" I gagged at the thought. He's sent me to get them before but this time it was....different. I quickly hopped up the stairs and slipped on my vans and grabbed my phone. Before I put it in my back pocket it buzzed.

N- hey baby I miss you.

I wasn't sure how to reply or how to feel about this. Niall=trouble. But niall also equals perfect. I shoved the phone in my pocket and grabbed my skateboard heading to the pharmacy. I played my music through a portable speaker and blasted it.

Song: déjà vu- sleeping with sirens, king for a day- pierce the veil, if you can't hang-sleeping with sirens, go to hell for heavens sake- bring me the horizon talk dirty to me-Jason derulo, and you still have all of my heart- sleeping with sirens.

It didn't take long to get to the store and when I walked in I didn't bother turning off my music. I let it blast through the store people turning heads and whispering as I find what I need. I heard someone singing softly next to me. Not just singing but singing along to bmth. I turned to see a handsome guy. He had red hair but I wasn't sure if he dyed it or if it was natural. He had a black lip ring and a matching brow piercing. He was pale and tall and skinny but muscular. His dark grey pants hung low on his waist and his black sweater was zipped almost completely. His outfit was set with a pair of black vans. Who is he and why have I never seen him. He saw my stare and smiled with a hint of a smirk causing me to blush and return the smile looking down.

"You like bands?" His voice shocked me at first not being sure if he was actually talking to me or not. I looked up and him only to see his pale green eyes looking at me quizzically. I shyly nodded not being able to find my voice. The song switched to déjà vu and I found myself humming along and he smiled. "That's cute" I blushed and now it was my turn to look at him quizzically. He chuckled. "How a pretty thing like you is into bands, it's cute." He didn't meet my gaze as he casually browsed the selves. Who are you??

I desperately needed to know who he was. He's like perfect. God I have to get condoms!!! I quickly grabbed uncle ricks brand trying not to let him see. But of fucking coarse I failed at that. "Oh so you plan on getting it in" he laughed and my face turned as red as his hair. Finally I found my voice...barely. "T-there for m-my uncle" this made him laugh not chuckle but laugh. "Yea and I'm Obama" his sarcastic joke made a smile tug at my lips but I quickly made it vanish. "Oh you're serious?!" I could tell he felt somewhat bad. I just nodded. "You don't talk much huh?" His question seemed obvious. I nodded again. "That's alright I like shy girls" shivers went done my spine due to the fact his voice was right by my ear. I turned around only to have him an inch away from me.

"I'm Kyle. You go to NEHS?" I nodded realizing NEHS was my high schools initials. He smiled sweetly but mischievously. "I'll see you around then babe" he smirked and handed me my phone. Wait what? I looked at the screen to see he sent a text to a contact labeled: kyle. All it said was: from that pretty little thing. I blushed once again only to feel more confident with my phone and not him actually present.

E- this pretty little thing has a name

K-SHE SPEAKS! Wait no this doesn't count it's a text. What's your name then pretty little thing?

E- Ellie.

I found myself smiling as I texted Kyle.

K- well Ellie, I'll see ya around babe;)

(A/N hello my loves so sorry for not updating but here's somethin for ya. Comment what you think. What do u think of Kyle? Please please please comment vote and follow it would mean a lot. Love you my koalas 🐨)