My Bully

Nichole Mercer doesn't do much. School and then home. All that changes when her mom leaves for six months and she's stuck in the same house as her bully..


4. Almost Ruined

i bolted upright in my bed, looking for a quick emergency exit. realizing it was only someone beating on my door, i relaxed. I climbed out of bed, growling as the alarm clock beside my bed read 3:30 in the morning. I slung open my door and nearly had to catch the person that was beating on it.
“Hey there,love.” Harry said, swaying back and forth. Liquor was strong on his breath, telling me that he has probably had one to many. I didn’t even realize he had left. He leaned to far forward and ended up on the ground, giggling like a little girl. I tried not to laugh at him but i couldn’t help a small laugh as he tried to get up by himself. I sighed, grabbing his hands and shifting my weight back, trying to help pull him off the ground. We got half way up before he gave up and fell back to the floor, taking me with him. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me close to him. He buried his face into my hair, breathing deeply.
“You smell like a coconut.” He said giggling again. I groaned, trying to ease myself out of his tight grip. I finally managed to wiggle out of his arms, convincing him that he needed to go to bed.
“Okay, but you have to come with me.” He said, crossing his arms like a child would do. My head fell back, looking up at the ceiling asking for patients.
“Okay. On three. one...two...three. Oh, come on, Harry, you have to at least try.” I said, tugging on his arm. I thought about letting him fall back on his ass and leaving him there. Then i thought about what he would do the next morning when he woke up and realized i had left him on the floor. After two more tries i finally got him onto his feet, wrapping on of his arms around my neck and one of mine around his waist. We managed to get to the other side of the house without breaking anything or waking anybody up, which was good for me.
Harry fell onto his bed laying flat on his tummy. I took his shoes off, placing them on the floor. Not two minutes after he flopped down, he was out cold. I looked into his bathroom, grabbing the trashcan and placed it by his bed. Stalking through the house i came back with water and managed to find some Tylenol and placed both on his bed stand. He better appreciate this.
I eased out of his room, gently closing the door behind me. I tiptoed through the house and made it to my room. I closed the door and locked it, grateful to be back in my designated room in the house. The light flicked on and i nearly went through the door.
“Good God, you sure know how to scare the hell out of someone.” I scolded Louis, before i could stop myself. He raised an eyebrow at me, sliding down from my bed. I kept my eyes trained on his face, trying to avoid looking at his bare chest. He silky gray shorts hung low on his waist, showing his v-line down. I backed into the door, mentally killing myself for basically pinning myself to the door for him.
“He told me, you know. Harry told me how you basically rejected him.” He said, easing towards me. He, too, reeked of alcohol.
“I didn’t realize there was anything to reject. Harry,and you for that matter, have both pushed yourselves on me today.” I said, wishing i had caught myself from saying that. His eyes darkened and i prepared for the worst.
“I didn’t push myself on you. I know you probably pleasure yourself to thoughts of me touching you. To the thoughts of me fucking you. I just thought it would be nice of me to give you a little taste of what it would be like. I didn’t hear you objecting to it, so you must have liked it.” Louis said, stopping has he stood directly in front of me. I swallowed though my mouth was completely dry.
“Please, leave my room.” I said bravely, hoping he would just give up and leave me alone for tonight.
“Why would i leave when you just offered yourself to me?” He said, eyeing the hickey on my chest.
“I don’t believe i ever did that.” I said, feeling my heart beat faster. He grinned at me.
“Oh, i think you did.” He said, taking a step towards me. I ducked out from between his arms, trying to make it to the bathroom so i could be in a separate room. Louis caught my hair, grabbing a handful and yanked me to a stop. I cried out in pain as i fell the floor, holding the back of my head. Louis was on me in an instant, throwing me over his shoulder and onto the bed. I tried to get away but was quickly stopped as a blade pointed at my face. I instantly stilled myself, not moving a muscle. He wouldn’t stab me...would he?
“Ah, that’s so much better. See, if you would have just been like this the entire time, i wouldn’t have had to threaten you.” He said, placing the knife out of my reach but within his. His eyes roamed over my body, hesitating on my chest as it rose quickly with each breath. He scanned over the rest of my body before pulling me up into a sitting position.
“Take it off.” He said, tugging on my shirt. i stared back at him wide eyed, praying he would leave.
“Take the damn shirt off!” He said, his voice rising. I quickly obeyed, remembering the knife sitting on my night stand. He pushed me back down into my pillow, settling himself between my legs. He instantly start on my neck, kissing and biting on my skin. I laid still, hoping and praying he would stop but didn’t want to get hurt. After a few minutes of me not reacting he pulled back with an aggravated look on his face.
“I know you like it so stop trying to act like you don’t. I better start getting a good reaction out of you.” He said, silently threatening me. I nodded my head once, feeling like i was about to throw up. He leaned down, lightly kissing my lips. I kissed back, wishing i had just stayed in Harry’s room earlier. His kiss got more urgent, grabbing my hand and placed it on the back of his head. I remembered from earlier and grabbed a handful, lightly tugging on it. He moaned against my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. His hand slid under my back, unhooking my bra and yanking it off. I automatically crossed my arms over my chest, covering myself. Louis stopped, looking at me weird.
“What are you doing?” He asked, studying me. I probably looked terrified and lost. His face changed and a wicked grin spread across his lips. Something seemed to have clicked for him.
“Ohh, i see. Your a virgin.” He stated, not needing my confirmation to know it’s true. I stared wide eyed up at him, hoping that was a big turn off for him. He leaned down over me, lips grazing my cheek has he spoke.
“I do love hearing a virgin scream my name.” He said huskily, grinding his hips down onto mine. He grabbed my arms, holding them firmly above my head with one hand. His eyes examined my chest before flashing to my face as he gently placed one nipple between his lips, running his tongue over it. White hot pleasure rushed down to my  area, making my eyes widen and my lips part slightly. He sucked on it, closing his eyes has he rubbed his growing groin against mine. I whimpered, knowing what was coming.
His hand grabbed my other boob, massaging lightly before barley running his fingertips down my belly and to the waistband of my shorts. They came off quickly, leaving me in a pair of lacy black panties. Louis groaned, tilting his head back as he rolled his hips into mine. My heart went frantic. I don’t want to loose my virginity to this jerk! Or any of them for that matter!
His fingers hooked around the sides of my panties, pulling them down and over my bum, tossing them carelessly aside. My legs tried to close but Louis hips were in the way. My eyes filled with tears as he looked at me, making me feel embarrassed and ashamed of myself. I closed my eyes, loosing all hope. This was not the way i had loosing my virginity planned. Not by being threatened and raped. Not by Louis Tomlinson. I jumped as a warm hand wiped my tears away. I opened my eyes to see Louis staring down at me, making sure he got every tear.
“No need to cry,Pigeon. At least not yet.” He said, pulling back the covers on one side of the bed. He lifted me up, placing us under the covers has he positioned himself above me. He reached down in between us, pushing his shorts down and kicking them off the rest of the way. Tears poured down my face again as he rubbed against me, biting his bottom lip. He rested on his elbows, laying half of his weight on me leaving him barely an inch away from my face. My heart pounded in my chest and i wanted to sink through the mattress beneath me.
“I’m only going to be nice once. If that doesn’t work then your S.O.L.” He said, kissing my forehead. I tried to calm my breathing down as he reached down in between our bodies, lining himself up with me. I felt his head rub against me and i dug my nails into his back, prepared for the worst. That’s when i heard the voice of an angel. My savior.    
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