I woke up with the excruciating painful headache. I rubbed my temple and groaned, remembering what happened last night. I almost started crying but then someone knocked on the door. Fearfully, I got up and walked towards the door and looked through the peephole and didn't see anyone.
"Fucking ding-dong ditchers." I groaned. Someone knocked again but I quickly opened the door. My eyes widened in fear as I saw Louis smiling devilishly.
"What the hell do you want?" I asked, crossing my arms and licking my lips.
"That's not very nice!" He said sarcastically. I titled my head and made a face that said, 'don't fucking test me.' Louis laughed. Louis walked in and came right up in my face. I backed away but then he grabbed my shoulders.
"You know what happens to bad girls, right, Ashley?" Louis whispered hungrily in my ear then started sucking my neck. I pushed him away, but that didn't work.
"Stop." I moaned as he found my soft spot. I felt him smile against my skin as he continued sucking on my now bruised flesh. He pulled away licking his lips and smiled at his work.
"Your mine now." He smirked. My breath quickened as I lightly touched the bruise with my fingertips. I gasped as Louis roughly but still gently, pushed me up against the wall and started kissing me roughly but passionately. I struggled but he was too strong. Eventually, I kissed back and quickened too catch up with Louis. He forcefully entered his tongue in my mouth and explored it. He pulled away and smirked. He came up close to my ear.
"I'll be back for more tomorrow." He whispered then licked the bruise. He pulled away and walked out. I sighed and got dressed, for another stressful day of life.
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Perfectly Dangerous
FanfictionAshley was just a normal 17 year old girl. She worked at Starbucks, she was very mature, and didn't go out partying every Friday. Then there was Louis. The guy with all the tattoos and piercings. He went out partying every Friday. Louis finds Ashley...
