You were a junior in high school. (h/l) (h/c) hair, (s/c) flawless skin, beautiful (e/c) eyes, oh yes, you had it all. Then, there was Allistor. Fire red hair, Bright emerald eyes, pale skin, but let's not forget his rank as a rock music loving punk. That's right, Allistor was a punk, he wore leather jackets and dark clothing and at some point, had his hair highlighted with neon green streaks.
The school bell had just rung and you rushed outside to get into your friend, Arthur's, truck. You climbed into the passenger's seat and set your (f/c) bag on the floor. You looked to the person in the driver's seat and your eyes widened a bit with shock and nervousness. "You're not Arthur."you said slowly. He grinned at you, showing off his lip piercings.
"No, I'm not. I'm Allistor."he put his hand on your arm. You swatted his pale hand away,
"Is that supposed to mean something?"
"You don't know who I am?"
"A murderer?"
"No! I'm Allistor Kirkland! Arthur's brother."he grumbled the last two words.
"That's right... Why are you in here then?"
"Because I like to steal his stuff."he said matter-of-factly.
"I see, well you can tell Arthur that I'll talk to him sometime this weekend and that I'll just be in my house."you said grabbing your bag and getting out of the car and walked off. Allistor grinned as he watched you walk away. He focused on your swaying, feminine hips. He licked his lips and drove off.
~~~Time Skip~~~
"Allistor! Why did you steal my truck?!"growled Arthur as he entered his brother's room.
"Because there was a hot girl in there. Why else?"Allistor looked up from his guitar.
"Who?!"
"(f/n) (l/n)."
"My-my best friend, (nickname)?"he asked, a bit hurt.
"Yep. She's smokin' hot."laughed Allistor, lighting up a cigarette. Arthur growled at him and ran down stairs calling for his mother. Allistor chuckled and glanced at the trunk underneath his desk. Arthur burst in with his mother next to him.
"What is this about with (y/n), Allistor?"she asked.
"She's smoking hot. I stole Artie's truck since she was in there and he got mad."said Allistor with boredom.
"I see."their mother nodded.
"Mother! He can't steal my stuff."whined Arthur.
"Oh grow up!"snarled Allistor.
"Hey!"barked their mother,"Look, Allistor, Is this all because you want to get into her pants?"she raised an eyebrow at her eldest son.
"What?! No, mum!"Allistor's ears burned red.
"Because I know you've done that multiple multiple times with multiple multiple girls. So I was just curious."
"He's lying, mum, that's all he ever does."Arthur glared at his brother. Allistor flicked his cigarette at the younger Kirkland.
"Allistor, you need to stop this nonsense. She is a junior you are a senior." Allistor rolled his eyes.
"That's it, I'm going out with my friends."he growled and went outside to his grey car and drove to the bar. He texted his friends, Gilbert and Antonio. A few minutes later they showed up.
~~~Time Skip~~~
A few hours later they had all gotten drunk and an idea hit Allistor.
