~Dawn~ "Dawn!” my mom’s voice echoed through the house. I sighed, not bothering to answer back. I was too tired to. Also I was too busy thinking about the five punks across the street. Shit. I was just trying to be friendly, but they seemed to have a different greeting by giving me death stares, the finger and something that a perverted punk couldn’t keep down in his pants. Though I was actually half-expecting that rude greeting since they were punks. I sighed as I turned around on my bed. Punks, huh. Only one thing came to my head: I need stay away from them. They gave me a certain bad feeling. I better not be in their way, who knows what they can do to me. "DAWN!!” My mom shouted, her voice echoing louder in my room. I groaned and rolled off my bed landing on my knees. I pushed myself off the ground and walked downstairs, fixing my hair in the process. "Yeah mom?” I asked as I reached the last step, my gaze on the floor. "Hi.” A deep voice said, with a strong Irish accent. I looked up, my brown eyes meeting a pair of blue eyes. Wow. He was kind of cute. I cursed under my breath; this guy was from across the street. Just when I told myself I didn’t want to be caught up with their business, they came to me. "I’m Niall.” He greeted, holding out his right hand. "Dawn.” I replied with a nod instead of a handshake. He stared at his hand which was awkwardly held out, still waiting for a handshake. With his hand extended I could see tattoos all over his arms, not leaving a single piece of his skin uncovered. Scary. I'm surprised mom even let this guy in. Seeing I was staring at his tattoos, he quickly pulled his hand back. "He's a friend of our neighbor, he said that he and his friends said hi and welcomed. Isn't he sweet?" My mom said as she walked in from the kitchen carrying a tray of tea. "Oh." I said simply. So this guy just wanted to say a fucking hi? He could have given me a wave from the window instead of that fucking finger. "Hi then." I said coldly and turned around and went back up the stairs. "Dawn!!" my mom scolded. But I ignored it. As I said, I don't want to be caught up with them. Something about them was just dark and I don't want my life going wrong with them. ~Niall~ Since Harry lived right across her, I might have a good chance of losing the bet. Especially that Harry had his flirty ways. Damn. I just want the 100 bucks. It was a fucking 100 bucks! And i'm in need for more alchol, and cigarettes. But not only because of the money, I get a bonus! I would kill to fuck her up, and now I get to. All I need is to get close to her. I looked at my watch: 22:39, not to late to say hi to the chick. "Guys I got to leave, my fucking mother would beat the shit out of me if I go home late." I lied, getting off the couch. "Yeah." they replied, not caring, they were to into their game of poker. So I quickly slipped out of the room and down the stairs and out of the house. I made my way across the road and came to her house. A very dull looking house. I slowly knocked on the door of her house. Seconds later, a lady that looked like she was in her forties answered the door. "Hi." she said. "Sup! I'm a friend from there." I said while pointing to Harry's house. "I just want to welcome you." I said casually, holding my hand out. "Oh how nice of you! I'm Emma!" She said while shaking my hand, giving a big smile. " Please come in ." I accepted her greeting and set my foot in her house. Not bad looking. "Let me introduce you to my daughter, DAWN!!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the house. After a while of chatting, Dawn had not came down. Emma also seemed to notice that and once more she called out to her again, louder this time. "DAWN!!!!!" She shouted. There wasn't a reply, but there was shuffling upstairs. "Oh how silly of me, I'll go fetch you some tea." Emma said, and as soon she left, Dawn came down. "Yeah mom?" she said, her gaze on the floor. "Hi." I said, trying to get her attention. She looked up suddenly, her brown, unreadable eyes pierced into my blue ones. Shit. She was beautiful. Her long hair brushed past her bare tanned shoulders, her brown eyes were unreadable and dark, while her body spoke innocence to me. "I'm Niall." I said trying not to stare at her too much. I extended my hand. "Dawn." She replied, giving a small nod, instead of taking my hand. I saw her looking at my tats and I didn't really like it so I withdrew my hand quickly. "He's a friend of our neighbor, he said that he and his friends said hi. Isn't he sweet?" Emma said. I nodded and smiled at Dawn. She didn't look to pleased, I winked at her but she turned away from me. "Hi then." she said coldly and walked upstairs. I felt a bit pissed by the greeting and I quickly walked up the stairs after her. I quickly made out where her room is. I pushed the door open and shut it behind me. There she was lying on the bed, surprised that I came after her. I walked up to her, grabbed her wrists and pulled her to me. I put my mouth on her ear. "I was just trying to be nice." I whipered, but it came out more like a hiss. "You know punks can't be nice." I lowered my lips and slowly licked her neck. She trembled and tried to push me away but I was strong compared to her. "Get OFF--" She screamed, but I cut her off with a kiss. The kiss lingered longer that I thought. But soon I was pushed away, but I still had a vice grip on her wrist. I pulled her to me supporting her waist, this time aiming for her neck. I licked a spot on her neck and lowered my mouth, sucking the spot. She punched me trying to get me off of her but all I did was smile against her neck. "GET OFF ME!!!" She shouted and shoved me harder than before. As soon as I released her, her hands shot up to her neck, holding the hickey I gave her. I smirked. What a work of art I made. "What the hell?" she swore at me. "Just wanted you to know that you're mine." I said licking my lips. "And you are mine for the win." I said, her face looked puzzled and I gave a small laugh, then exited out the room smiling to myself. I quickly said goddbye to Emma and exited out the house. Man was that funny! Suddenly I touched my lips, thinking about her. Man was her lips soft and gentle against mine. And not to mention how beautiful she was. Shit! What the hell am I thinking? She is nothing but a bet. I smiled to myself, it is already my win since I already marked her. I looked up to the window in her bedroom, the curtains drawn a little open, and as soon as I looked up it closed. I laughed to myself as I walked home. Well isn't going to be fun.....

Notes

Man I totally suck at writing stories!! So don't judge me!!