Grasp - A punk Niall Horan fanfiction.

"Do it for me, Dee?"

Hello guys! This is my 2nd fanfic to post here together with my co-writer @PinkVodkaNarry (that's her username on twitter) :)))) Hope you like this. Don't forget to comment and vote.

Raissa & Hani

Chapter 1: "Do it for me, Dee?"

Deanne's -POV-

Great.

I was too caught up with watching American Idol last night that I forgot to do my fucking homework!!!

I walked down the main corridor, as I was writing an essay about how is nature very important to us and went to my locker. After I was finished, I was walking to my first period, looking down at the ground, when someone blocked my way.

Looking up, I instantly knew who it was. Blonde quiff hair, tattos, lip ring, and fucking blue eyes. It was Niall Horan.

"Morning, Deanne" he casually said "How are you?"

I sighed "I'm not in the mood today Niall, maybe some other time okay?"

"Why are you avoiding me, Dee?" his sarcasm is killing the hell out of me, he brought his hand up to my cheek and started caressing it. I slapped it away and pushed passed him.

"Hey Deanne" he called,

I turned my head and let out the breath I was holding. "What?" my voice expressionless, to show him that I'm done with his shit,

"Meet me at the back of the gym after class"

"No" I said stubbornly as I turned around,

"Hey!" he called me once again,

I turned around "What?" I asked, frustrated and irritated,

He walked towards me "If you don't meet me there, things will get a pretty bit ugly here" he whispered, low and dark as he left.

Ugh. Why couldn't I just tell him no and don't give a fucking shit if he does something bad to me? Why am I so afraid of him? I don't care if he's rich, I don't care if he could sue me, sometimes...I have to stand up for myself. I can't just live every single day like this.

*After school*

So I did what Niall wants me to do, I got to the back of the gym, and he wasn't there. I knew it! This was just one of his stupid tricks to play with me, I should've known. I groaned and began to walk away, when a thick voice spoke from behind me,

"What's the rush, Dee?" he asked, I turned around and saw Niall folding his arms across his chest as an eyebrow was lit up his face,

"Is this one of your stupid tricks again?" I accused,

He walked towards me as his hand suddenly at my waist, pinning me against the wall "No" he whispered, his breath hot as I felt it on my neck,

 "What do you want, Niall?" I asked, me staring at him innocently,

His hands at my lower back, "You" he pulled me onto him then went for a kiss on my lips,

I was supposed to stop him, but I can't. Even if I stopped him, I can't move away from him, his hands were firmly clutched behind my back.

His kiss was not gentle, it was wild. His lips going down onto the skin of my throat, I tried to hide the pleasure, but failed. I've never been touched like this before, I have to say it was quite good, but I will never tell him that.

I pushed Niall away "Stop Niall" my voice low but forceful, wiping the wet saliva on my neck,

"We need to talk" his tone suddenly serious,

"Well what is it?" I encouraged, anxious and completely clueless,

"I need you to pretend like you're my girlfriend tomorrow night at my house" he said, confidently, like this wasn't a big deal,

"What?" I shook my head in disbelief,

"Tomorrow night" he noted,

"I can't Niall, I won't!" I refused, glowering at him,

"Please?" his eyes narrowed, the black eye liner at his eye showing,

"No!" I hissed "Why don't you just let those other sluts you hang out with act like your girlfriend? I'm sure they'll say yes...without a doubt" I retorted,

He sighed "It's because my mom and dad knows I'm lying if I brought another girl at our house that's too good to be true for me" he explained, putting his hands on his back pocket,

I gasped "And what's that supposed to mean!?" my voice disapproving,

"It means that you're just that normal average girl who's not way too hot compared to those other 'sluts' I brought to my house"

"No, Niall" I refused,

"I say you will, yeah?" he argued fiercely,

"I say we will not" I said, flatly,

He clasped his arms securely around my neck, going for a kiss on my lips once again. "Do it for me, Dee?" I can slightly hear the pleading in his voice,

"Be reasonable"

"...I can't tell you about it for now. But you will do it, right?" he pointed out,

I didn't respond,

"Dee," his voice shallow "Please?" he put his hand on my chin, holding it firmly so that I couldn't look away from his intent gaze,

I sighed, trying to calm myself "One night" I qualified carefully,

"Then one night it is" a smirk grew on his face, "Thanks" he chuckled lowly,

Please remind me again why I'm helping my bully into some deep shit his into that he won't tell me?