Chapter 1 || Temptations
"Venice!" Someone screamed.
I shoved my head further into my pillow, trying to get away from the horrible sound that belonged to my mother. She has been screaming at me for the 10 minutes, I have no clue why because it's Sunday.
"What?" I yelled back
"The new neighbours are here." She answered, now at my door.
Mom said they were coming for dinner, not breakfast.
"But it's the morning?" I said not really sure of that statement.
"Venice honey, it's 5 o'clock." Mom chuckled, shaking her head.
Did I really sleep in that long? I normally sleep until 1 or 2, not 5. I looked at my phone for the time and it was actually 5, wow. I also had 2 missed calls from Erin. I dialled her number and put the phone on speaker, while I found something to wear.
"Hey." She answered, her British accent leaking through as she spoke.
From the few days I had know her, I had found she was born in England and moved to America when she turned 15, now being 17 the accent stayed.
"What's up?" I asked going through my closet.
I grabbed a pair of baggy blue jeans that were ripped all up my legs, a brown belt to keep the jeans from falling off my small waist, a black and white stripped baggy t-shirt, and over sized blue and green flannel and a pair of dark brown boots. I pulled on my jeans and tucked on my shirt before putting the belt into the loops of the jeans and tied my boots up, waiting for Erin to answer.
"Nothing, just wanted to see if you wanted to come to the movies with Bree and I?" She said, her accent made the simplest things sound sophisticated.
"Sorry, I have a dinner with the neighbours." I said, brushing out the nots in my hair.
"That's okay, we'll see you tomorrow." She said hanging up.
I put my phone down and started taming my short pink hair.
"Venice, are you ready?" Mom asked from downstairs.
"Yes mom!" I shouted.
She never shuts up, I love her but god does she have a pair of lungs on her. My dad left us when I was six, he cheated on my mom and we just packed up and left without telling him, so it's just me and her.
I walked down the stairs, my boots making a weird click clack sound. Once I got to the bottom, I started heading towards the kitchen to get myself a drink.
I wonder who the neighbours are, do they have children my age? Maybe a hot son or a daughter so I'm not alone. Hopefully the son, because I want to see some eye candy every day, but if it was the daughter I wouldn't really mind.
I grabbed the cup and made my way towards the tap, I looked up and there sat on the couch two unknown people, one female one male. The male had brown, curly hair that was in a very lose quiff and was very tall from what I could tell, having only seen his back. The female had black, pin straight hair that finished at her shoulders, she sees like the older one.
"Oh, Venice darling, there she is." My mother said making the two people turn their heads towards me.
My mouth fell open, also dropping my cup smashing on the small fall to the sink. There he sat on my living couch, in my house. Harry Styles just had to be my neighbour.
He gave off a small smirk when seeing my reaction, Turning his body away from me as back towards the television that was playing some football game.
"Venice, why did you do that?" Mom asked me.
I don't know why she was acting this way, she's being so, I don't know posh? I didn't understand it, mom usually hung around me like she one of my best friends which she was. But she was acting differently, as if she was trying to impress the neighbours by not being herself.
Which she should start being herself because I don't what their family over anymore. Styles, what a weird name.
"Sorry, I just though that cross to Ronaldo was amazing." I lied, trying to cover up the embarrassment by embarrassing myself even more.
Harry sniggered and I glared at the back of his head, three days I've know the and I absolutely hate his guts. Maybe if he wasn't such a a dick I might like him, but no he's a dick to everyone. I wonder if his mom knows about all the dicky stuff he does?
"Okay, well the Styles are the neighbours so they're here for dinner. That will be ready in 2 hours, so why don't you show Harry around?" She said pointing towards Harry.
No, I refuse to talk to that, that thing. As mom said that, Harry turned and gave me a sly grin, I frowned at him. Why does he to be so damn attractive, I mean if he wasn't as attractive I could hate him a lot more easily. But he was and I get nervous around attractive people, and he knew I was nervous around him.
"I was actually going to go to the movies with Erin and Bree." I said, trying to get out of talking to the thing.
"Oh, that's okay you can take Harry along with you."
"Yeah take me along." Harry joined in, again giving me a smirk.
He got up off the couch and headed towards me, his height towered over me as he stood in front of me. I glared up at his face and he just laughed, I hate him so much. I turned around and started heading towards the door, grabbing my phone out and texting Erin that plans had changed.
I headed out the door an towards my car, not caring it Harry followed me. I would actually rather mind him stay here and not come with me because this is going to be the worst night ever.
I sat down in the car and started it up, the door next to me opened and the weight in the car sunk. He closed the door and I groaned.
"I never knew you had tattoos." He said pointing towards a tattoo that was sticking out from my shirt, I quickly pulled my shirt up to cover that face of a colorful man.
"Well not many people do."
I normally wore long sleeve shirts or sweaters, hiding the many tattoos I had on my body. When I first started getting them, people started noticing me. But then apparently I had 'too much' tattoos, so I started covering them.
"Why?" Harry asked, "I think they're hot."
I frowned at him, I'll have to keep them covered forever now.
He smirked at me and lent back into my car seat.
"I'll keep them covered next time I see you." I frowned as pulled into the car park of the cinemas.
"But I like them." He said getting out of the car.
"Exactly."
"So you want me to continue to call you gigantor and not hot?" He asked.
I nodded and headed towards my two friends that were facing their backs towards me and Harry. They're going to be so surprise when I walk up with Harry to watch the faults in our stars.
This is going to suck.
