Fifteen

I rolled my fingers up into a fist, laying small knocks on the door infront of me.



A suprised Mr. Styles opened, giving me a look, the kinda look that said, 'what are you doing outside at midnight I'm calling your parents'. "Hello Mr. Styles." I said, sweeping past him, I had become pretty comfortable in this home, the home of my bestfriend, Jules. "May I ask why your here Emmilee?" He said, stopping me from heading up the stairs. "Well, my father called me a slut and I needed air. May I please go to Jules's room now?" I asked, emptily staring at him. "She's not in."

"Where is she?" I pushed on, "She's at the store grabbing milk." He said, looking at his feet. "So you give me the look that says what the fuck are you doing out at this time but you send your daughter out to get milk at this time? Ironic." I shook my head, going to the cupboard to get a cup out. "She's driving there." He said. "Oh, even worse, she doesn't have have her license. "

"Emmilee, I realize that but I needed milk," he said, walking into the living room which was connected to the kitchen. "Why couldn't you have gotten it, wait, probably because your drunk off your ass." I said, making him stand up. Yes I was being kinda harsh but he deserved it, he hayes me and he shows it. Just as I was about to pour my juice, the carton was pushed out of my hand and my wrists where up above my head.

"Emmilee, as you and I both know, I can stop you from seeing Julia at any moment." He said, his breath tingled on my cheek, sending me into a blush. "We both know she'll see me anyways." I countered, making my green eyes meet his own. "What if I move, huh?" He said, coming closer to my ear. I turned my head, trying to push him away, but in a failed attempt, my lips met his, they lingered for a few seconds as my shock settled in i pushed him away. "Perv." I muttered, even though I felt aroused by his actions. "Your the one who moved your head sweetheart." That was true, but I wouldn't admit that. Just as we both heard a car door shut, Mr. Styles let go of my hand and ran out to the living room and took his place on the couch. "Say a word and I swear-" he was cut off by the door opening. "Emmilee!" Jules yelled running in for a hug. "Sleepover tonight?" She asked. I nodded my head. "Night Daddy!" She yelled before pulling me to the stairs. I turned my head to see Mr. Styles who gave me a sly smirk and a wink.

Notes

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