Graduation gives freedom, but too much freedom can be toxic. Ashley decides to run out of her house due to her neglectful parents abandoning her. When she discovers a home away from home, she realizes she's not alone.


11. Chapter 10

Chapter ten

At this point I was nearly tipsy. I have a high tolerance to alcohol, so I had to pretend I was mildly intoxicated. "Get over here." Dylan whispered in a seductive tone. He grabbed me by the hip bones and pulled me to his chest.

"Let's get out of here" he slurred and pulled me with him out of the club. He called for an uber, and we headed towards his apartment. "I can't wait to see you naked." He said staring at me like a prized possession.

While in the uber Dylan couldn't keep his eyes off me. He began to trail his fingers up my dress and feel me up.

Arriving at his apartment, Dylan stumbled while dragging me by the loose fabric of my dress and quickly unlocked his door.

He pinned me up against the back of his door and gave me drunken kisses. I could smell the strong aroma of alcohol seep from his lips and his breath heated my skin.

Once he hiked up my dress I wrapped a leg around his waist. As he was sucking on my neck he stuck his hand up my dress and put his fingers in me. "You like that" he let out while I moaned.

One thing led to another and he thrust himself in and out of me, still against the door. "Fuck" I let out while gripping on the doorknob. "Yes baby girl" he moaned while pushing into me with greater force.

He finished and we both let out a moan. "Damn you're so hot" he slurred while keeping his eyes locked on my body. "Mmm" I moaned while re-positioning myself.

Just minutes later he took me to his room, and passed out onto the bed. He was so drunk that he wouldn't be waking up for a while, so I decided to roam around his apartment.

I didn't notice anything strange until I saw a pile of packages on his kitchen counter. On one of the packages, the box was opened from the top. I looked inside to see an empty box of safety wrap. I guess the drugs aren't here.

I stop in my tracks to see a sleepy Dylan enter into the kitchen. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I-I'm sorry I was looking for the bathroom." I lied. He shook his head and rubbed his tired eyes. "It's the first door on the left in that hallway" he pointed to the hallway straight ahead. "Thanks" I said as I approached the restroom. Dylan went back to sleep and I locked the bathroom door.

I looked into the mirror and saw my blood shot eyes. My hair was messy, and I was completely disappointed with myself. I really wanted things to work out with Niall, but I don't know if I can after tonight. He wouldn't want to be with a slut like me.

I want to go home. My new home, with Niall. All I want is to be with him in his bed, under the covers, and held in his arms.

I went back into Dylan's room and decided to go to sleep.

9:45 a.m.

My eyes flickered open as I gained back my full eyesight. I looked to the side of me to see Dylan's sleeping body but he wasn't there. I sat up to stretch, and entered into the living room.

Dylan was sitting on his couch, drinking coffee. "Good morning" I said while taking a seat next to him. He gave me a glance of annoyance And rolled his eyes. "I'm hungover, so if you want a ride home call an uber." He scolded.

"Well I was thinking maybe I could keep you some company" I said seductively while scooting closer to him. He rejected my offer and pushed me away. "What the fuck do you want?" He yelled and stood up. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"No I just thought-" I was cut off. "Yeah well you thought wrong you dumb bitch" I was startled and felt a harsh smack to the face. "Who do you think you are?" I yelled defending myself.

"I'm Dylan O'Brian and you better get used to hearing my name." He said while grabbing onto my dress tightly.

"Wait a second." He paused and looked into my eyes. "I know exactly who you are." He let out an evil chuckle. "You were with that bastard Horan."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I lied and raised my brow. "Guess what princess, you're not gonna find what you're looking for." He said breathing onto my face.

"I'm not looking for anything I was just-"

"You're not going anywhere." He said with a smirk. Tears filled my eyes but I didn't let them fall.

I wasn't going home, there was nothing I could do to get out of this mess.

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