He's My Teenage Dirtbag

By PerfectionIsHoran

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By PerfectionIsHoran

“His fingerprints leave me covered for days”

-Little Mix, DNA

I walked into the house quietly closing the door behind. Phase 1 of avoiding Paul and Mum completed. I quickly ran into the kitchen needing ice for my aching wrist; the bloody bastard had left bruises.

“Savannah Alison Nicoletta Sanchez” my mother boomed from the living room, she only ever used my first name when she was angry.

“Yes mother” I replied fluttering my eyelashes

“Child, you keep fluttering those eyelashes and I’ll pluck each one off” did I forget to mention my mother was half-black.

Her face was red with fury and there stood Paul beside her trying to calm her down. Tosser.

“What is this I hear about you skipping school?”

“Yes mother, is that a problem?” I said flashing her, my pearly whites

“Girl, you better watch your mouth before I-”

“Lace, calm down” Paul interfered

“Savannah, your mother and I paid for you to get an education not for you to skip classes”

“Yes I know but nobody cared about what I wanted, what I needed, I never wanted to move, I never wanted to see Dad die and when I needed you most Mum you were too busy getting married; not once did you ask how I felt or about how many nights I couldn’t sleep because  I had nightmares and the fact they were actually memories made it worst, so don’t give me a lecture about trying to help me and provide me the best when you didn’t care about how I felt for the past 2 years.” I yelled tears falling

“Ari” my mother whispered, I ignored her running to my bedroom slamming the door.

I look at the clock, 7:15 pm. I take a quick shower before throwing on a pair of black skinnies, a translucent lime button up and a pair of my favourite red Nike Airs. I add a dark eye shadow and some bold red lipstick letting my hair cascade in its natural curls.

I grabbed Iphone 4S and put it in my back pocket. I walked downstairs almost reaching the door

“Where do you think you’re going?” Paul coughed

“Out with friends; none of your business”

“Look I’ sorry about your Dad but that doesn’t mean I’ll allow you to behave like this”

“Whatever” I said trying to open the door but Paul’s grip wouldn’t let me.

“You skipped classes today so for now you’re grounded”

“Nice try, now open the door and let me out”

“I wasn’t joking” he replied blocking the door and probably not giving up anytime soon

“You’re such a cunt” I groan walking back upstairs when suddenly my back pocket starts to buzz.

“I’m waiting and you look amazing xxx- Nialler”

“You can’t even see me and how did you get my number?”

“I have my ways xxx- Nialler”

“StAlKer”

“Just hurry up babe xxx- Nialler”

“How good are you at catching?”

“Babe, for you I’ll be superman xxx- Nialler”

“Come to my window”

“Little eager aren’t we xxx- Nialler”

“Hahha, aren’t you funny”

“You better catch me or I will cut your balls off”

“Still feisty, I see xxx- Nialler”

I walked towards my window hoping the years of gymnastic would pay off. I looked down at Niall and he mouths “Trust me”

I take a deep breath and jump, surprisingly not breaking any bones.

“Savannah” Niall breathed out

“Yeah” I replied

“You’re kind of on my crotch”

“Oh my, I’m so sorry” I rambled while blushing like a ripen red tomato.

****

We finally arrived at the club “Euphoria”

Niall gives the bouncer a wink and he give him back a wide smile and let him back in.

“Hey boys” he yelled through the crowd

4 boys turned their head facing us

“Savannah meet my mates Louis, Liam, Harry and Zayn” pointing to each one

“Wow, she’s hot” Harry winked causing me to blush

“More like stunning” Zayn smiled, I probably looked like tomato

Ï looked up at Niall, red with fury; I grabbed his hand only for him to yank it away.

“I’m getting a drink” he growled

“Okay, I’m just going to sit down” I whispered

“He’s totally got a thing for you” I heard a raspy voice whisper

“Who?”

“Are you blind- Niall’s completely got the hots for you”

Harry and i sit in silence for 5 minutes. I look around to see Niall dancing with two bimbos who were grinding on him. My fist clench turning my knuckles white.

“Someone’s jealous” Harry cooed

“Am not”

“Are too”

“Am not”

“Are too, now get your ass up and show him a taste of his own medicine”

“Babe your beautiful now flaunt it and show him what he’s missing”

“Your right and thanks babe” I chuckled

“Two can play a game, HORAN” I whispered

I found the closest, most attractive guy, who was not too drunk but not too sober enough to know what’s going on.

“Hey what’s your name stranger?”

“Nicholas but most people call me Nick or Grimmy”

“Well Nicholas, you see that guy, I kind of need to make him jealous; can you do that for me Nick?” I whisper seductively into his ear

“Anything for a gorgeous bird and only if you tell me the name of that delicious stranger’’ He smiled looking at Harry

“Then you won’t mind this” I replied grabbing him by the collar and colliding our lips together. I finally pull away breathless

“For a gay guy you sure can kiss” I smirked

“I’m not gay; I’m bicurious” he smirked

I pulled Nick to the dance floor our bodies pushing against each other rapidly towards the rhythm and movement of the music. I look over to see Niall shooting us an angry glare but I ignored it and pecked Nick on the cheek and continued to dance.

“Come on let’s get out of here, I think he’s angry enough” I laugh and Nick agreed following me out of the club

“Did you see his face; it was priceless” Nick laughed

“Here’s my number” I replied giving him one last peck on the cheek before walking back into the club

“Did you give him your number” Niall growled

“So, what’s it to you?”

“Your mine and mine only” he replied grabbing on my wrist like usual

“Thank you but no thank you” I reply pulling my wrist away from his grip as I walked into the toilets. At least I was safe in here.

I run some cold water rover my forehead

“You can’t hide forever babe” I hear a voice whisper against my neck causing shivers down my spine

I look into the mirror to see a smug Niall

“What are you doing in the ladies?”

“Just checking up on you doll”

“I’m not your doll” I growled

“You will be Snowflake; you will be” he whispered

He latched his lips onto my neck, I bit down a moan refusing to let him win. He continued to bite and suck but I refused to give any satisfaction what so ever. He licked my lips begging for access but I denied; cheekily he groped my bum causing me to squeal, he darted his tongue into his mouth which eventually got me to let out a quiet moan. I could feel him smirking against my skin as our lips battle for dominance; I ruffle my hands into his blonde locks causing his to groan; now it was my turn to smirk. He finally pulls away and I consciously let out a little whine causing him to smile.

He slowly blows cool air over my neck before pulling himself away and walking out

“Your mine; understand” he replied with pure black eyes, I just nodded to scared to answer or speak. I walked over to the mirror damping cool water over my face.

“Shit” I faceplam when I look at my neck which is covered in love bite. I could hear his deep chuckle from outside the door.

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