Revenge

Chapter one- A Hot Guy At My Doorstep

Thanks @niightdreaamer for that cute cover!

Hey guys! I'm glad that you chose to read my story and I'm really excited for this. This is my first attempt at writing a novel and constructive criticism would be appreciated but no HATE.  

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Chapter one

The Fortnite lobby music blares out from the speakers as Chris and I get ready to play another round.

Christian Rivera, Chris for short, was my best friend and one of the craziest people I've ever met.

My fingers clenched around the remote tightly and I ground my teeth together roughly before sending Chris a glare. I usually won when I played against him, but it was the fifth time in a row I had lost today. I threw my gaming console and stomped away.

"Look who's being a spoilsport," Chris teased.

"Shut up, I'm just hungry so I'm going to get some food."

Food was the only thing that will brighten my mood right now, seeing how food had been my one true love ever since I could chew.

"Wait for me Ella! Don't eat everything yourself!" Chris shouted.

I climb up the stairs into the kitchen and see an entire box of pizza lying on the kitchen island and I squeal with joy. Pizza. If somebody asked me what perfection is, the first thing I would say would be pizza.

"I still don't get why you have to scream so loudly. The neighbors might think you're getting kidnapped or something." He chuckled. I run to the island and immediately start wolfing down the entire box. I walk towards the living room with the pizza box clutched in my hands

"Hey leave some for me, after all I'm the one who got it," Chris protests.

"Thanks, but no one can share my pizza. Not even you."

"Bu- forget it, no one can separate you from food."

As I was devouring the entire thing at an extremely fast pace, the doorbell rang. It was probably my brother who was returning from his friend's house.

"Chris, can you go get that?"

Chris leaves and a second later he calls for me. I groan as I get up, not wanting to leave my comfy couch. Seriously, who was here at this ungodly hour? I walk up to the door to see a stranger standing there, well an extremely handsome stranger with a sharp jawline and high cheekbones and he was dressed in all black. He looked like someone who was part of an action movie.

"I'm really sorry to bother you right now, but my car broke down and my phone's dead. Can I please use your phone to make a call?" he asks politely. The first thing I notice is that he has a British accent.

Wow, just perfect. A hot guy with a sexy accent at my doorstep, what more could you ask for?

"Y-yes" I stutter, God, can I be any more socially awkward?

"I mean, yes, come on in." I open the door wider and allow him to step inside.

"I'm Daniel," he says.

"Eleanor." I say awkwardly.

"That's a beautiful name for a beautiful face." he said with a smirk.