Emma's POV

When she pulls up in front of a huge house I gasp. It's white and modern with those biggg windows.

There are drunk people running around already and it isn't even 9 yet.

The music is so loud I was able to hear it from a few blocks away. The DJ is blasting some Drake right now.

When I look at the enterance, that's when I see him standing there, with his eyes all over the place. He's probably looking for a new girl to have some fun with.

We get out of the car and go to the enterance. I slowly walk behind V, hoping he won't notice me.

"There's Luke," she says and points at him. Ahh. Great. The luck I have today is unbelievable.

And as if he knew we're here, he looks at our way and instantly a devilish smile paints on his face. I roll my eyes as he starts making his way to us.

"Hello beautiful," he says to me and I blush slightly, making his stupid smirk even bigger.

Why did I blush? What is wrong with me?

He flashes a bright smile, "sorry hun, but I'll take her with me. You have fun," he says to Vanessa, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into the house and before I know what happened, I'm lost inside of the house filled with drunk college students.

"Where's Vanessa?" I ask him, looking around. I'm completely lost without her and I most definitely don't want to be alone with him.

"Don't worry about her. It's not her first time here, if you know what I mean," he winks at me and I instantly cringe at the inappropriate thoughts entering my head.

I shake my head to remove them and Luke is already putting a cup filled with alcohol in my hand.

"I don't drink," I tell him and put down the cup. They always want you to drink something and in the end they drug and rape you. And Luke looks like the type of guy who would do that. So no thank you.

"Oh come on! have some fun," he says through the blasting music. He chugs the entire cup before you can say cookies. Why cookies? Because I love them. That's why.

"I think I'll go look for Vanessa," I tell Luke, but he instantly grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to him.

What's up with him and my wrists?

"Oh Em, I think you'll stay right here, where we are," he breathes into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. This is getting creepy.

I knew he was psycho!

"I...I need to find Vanessa," I stutter, looking into his mysterious eyes.

"Oh come on. Why won't you stay here. With me," he says softly, making me tense up.

What am I doing? Snap out of it!

"No," I say, pulling my arms away from him.

I rush down the hall, looking for Vanessa.

This house is too big! I walk into a room with two people making out. I quickly close it and go to the kitchen.

When I come to the kitchen, where most of the alcohol is, I find her kissing a dark-haired boy on the counter, holding a bottle of vodka.

What do I do now? I don't know anyone but Luke. And he's getting alarmingly close to me, everytime I'm with him.

I walk to the stairs and sit on them. I guess I'll just stay here until it's over.

"Bored?" I hear a male voice behind me. I turn around and see a brown-haired guy smiling at me. His green eyes look innocent.

"You could say so," I laugh and he sits down next to me.

"Dean," he says and I shake his hand, "Emma."

"I don't think I've ever seen you around here. Are you new?" He asks me and I nod, "yeah it's my first year here." He seems nice. For now.

"So I believe you're 19 huh?" He asks me.

"Yes I am," I smile at him, looking at his pretty face.

"Well I'm 21," he smiles back at me, "Do you want to go outside? It's very loud in here," he suggests, standing up.

"Yeah that would be great," I stand up and walk behind him, to the giant glass door, which leads to the backyard. I sit down next to the big pool.

Seriously. What does this house not have?

He sits down right next to me. A bit close, but okay.

"Why are there drunk people swimming in the pool?" I laugh at a group of drunk teenagers, failing miserably at swimming.

"Welcome to Luke's house," he laughs and puts his hand over my shoulders.

Oh no. Where is he? I know he went after me when I left him, but I lost him in the crowd. I really don't need him here right now.

And as if he can hear me, I feel someone pushing away Dean's hand off of my shoulders. I turn around and there he is, looking angry. Very angry.

"Don't fucking touch her!" He yells at Dean and I slightly jump. Everyone looks at us, startled.

He. Looks. Pissed. Off.

"Oh I didn't know you two were-" "We aren't." I interrupt Dean. He can't just do this!

"So what's the problem then?" He looks at Luke.

Yeah Luke, what's the problem?

"The problem is that you're fucking touching her!" Luke growls at Dean.

"Wha-" "Luke we aren't a 'thing' and you have no right to control my life," I interrupt Dean once more, who looks very confused.

"Not yet Em," he smirks at me. "And until then I don't wan't anyone touching you." He gives a death glare to Dean.

Um no?

Luke grabs my arm and drags me inside. "Let me show you something," he whispers in my ear and I don't say anything. Before I know it, he's dragging me to his car.

Luke's POV

Fuck. Where did she go. Why does she keep on running away from me? She's acting as if I'm a psycho, trying to kill her

I see Dylan.

"Yo Dylan!" I call him. He leaves a random girl he was making out with, winking her, signalling her to wait and comes to me.

"Wassup Jones," he says with a smirk.

"Did you see the hot girl I was with this morning? You know the one with the big ass?" I grin at the thought of her ass.

Again.

"I think I saw her going to the pool with Dean," he sruggs and my blood starts boiling. He doesn't give two shits about my girl to fuck and the dude trying to fuck her first.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me this before?" I growl at him.

"Shit dude what got into you?" He laughs and goes back to the girl who was patiently waiting him on the counter. What's her name again? Vanessa or something. I don't know and don't care at the moment. All i care about is finding Em and Dean. That fucker.

I run to the backyard and there they are. Sitting next to the pool. Is his fucking arm around her shoulders? I'm going to kill him. Only I can and will be with her- I mean, fuck her.

No girl has ever rejected me and this is pissing me off. I won't stop until I get my hands all over her.

I walk up to them and grab his arm, pushing it from her shoulders. "Don't fucking touch her!" I yell at him. Em slightly jumps. That's not good. She shouldn't be scared of me.

"Oh I didn't know you two were-" "we aren't." She interrupts him.

Em, you're making this very hard for me.

"So what's the problem then?" He asked me. I literally want to kill him.

"The problem is that you're fucking touching her!" I growl at him. He is starting to piss me off. Will I actually have to fight him right now? Should I just throw him in the pool? Maybe drown him?

"Wha-" "Luke we aren't a 'thing' and you have no right to control my life," she interrupts him once more. He's so boring she won't even let him talk.

"Not yet Em," I give her a small smirk. "And until then I don't want anyone touching you." I look at Dean and before she could resist I grab her hand and pull her inside of the house. Away from him.

"Let me show you something," I lean to her ear and I could feel her whole body tensing.

I take her to my car.

"Get inside," I open the door for her.

"What about Vanessa?" She asks me.

Fuck Vanessa man.

"She'll be fine, she's busy as you can see," I point to the bench where Dylan and Vanessa are making out on.

You go man!

"No. I don't even know you. What if you want to rape me?" She looks me dead in the eye. I can see she's scared

"Please, don't flatter yourself. If I wanted to fuck you, I would've done it already," I laugh.

That was a big fat lie. I really want to fuck her. More than anything. It's something about her resisting me.

Shit. She looked offended.

"Just get in the car please?" I beg, running a hand through my hair.

Since when do I beg?

"Okay. But if you try anything I can and I will fight you," she's dead serious. I just start laughing. Very hard.

"Yeah okay, you're scary," I say, wiping my tears.

She laughs.

Yes.

That's what I wanted.

I wanted to make her laugh.

She finally got into the car and I drive her to my favourite spot.

To the cafe.

When we walk in, I can see every guy look at her. I know what they're thinking but I won't let them touch her.

Ever.

She is only mine to touch.

Shit her dress is so short. I can't help myself but look at her ass while she walks in front of me. The way she moves her hips - it's hypnotising.

I tell her to sit down in the booth that's in the corner and she obeys me.

What a good girl. I hope she'll do that too when I'm fucking her.

A waiter comes up to our table, smiling at Em. "What can I get you?" He asks Em and acts as if I'm not there. Fucker.

"I think you should stop staring at her. Or I can make sure you won't be able to see shit. We'll take two chocolate milkshakes," I growl at him.

He jumps a bit and Em looks at me, shocked, "o-okay sir," he says and leaves quickly.

"You can't keep doing that. I'm not your property!" She states, clearly upset.

Shit. She's mad now.

"Just wait sweetheart," I wink at her.

She rolls her eyes and leans back on the chair.

"So what's your problem with me? What do you want from me?" She asks me all of a sudden.

"I don't have a problem with you. And trust me, you don't want me to answer the second question," I give her a wide smile and she rolls her eyes. Again. She better roll them like that when I'm in her.

I'm so funny.

The fucker comes back with two milkshakes and a paper with something written on it.

Oh hell no.

"Give me that," I say and take the paper from his hand.

Of course it's his fucking phone number.

I put the paper into the coffee he has on his plate, "piss off," I spit and he leaves quickly.

"What was that for?" She asks me, clearly confused.

"Didn't you hear me before? You will be mine and only mine. I will make sure of it."

"What? No! You can't tell me what to do!" She snaps.

"Maybe not to you. But I can to the other guys. And trust me, they will obey me," I say and drink the milkshake.

She gets up and tries to leave. Fuck. I put the money on the table and run after her.

When I catch up to her, I grab her wrist and pull her back to me. I grab the other wrist too, so she can't go anywhere.

Am I doing too much? Nah, I think it's fine.

"You don't know what you do to me," I whisper into her ear, making her jump a bit. I can feel her heart racing and her breathing speeding up. It's working.

"I can't do this," she says and pulls away. It feels so fucking weird, being rejected.

She tries to run but I stop her. "At least let me drive you home."

"Fine. Drive me home and nowhere else." She sighs and turns around to walk to the car.

I'll drive her to my home.

When I pull up to my apartment she looks at me, confused. "This isn't where I live," she says.

"Oh, I know. I told you I'll drive you home. But I never said whose home I'm talking about," I smirk and climb out of the car.

"I'm not spending the night at your place. And this isn't your house! There's a party at your house and this is just a block of flats!" She says. She's angry. And it turns me on even more.

"The place that the party's at right now, that's my parents' house. This right here," I point to the apartment, "is my home, I bought it for myself," I say to her.

"Whatever. I'm still not going to spend the night at your place," fuck she's stubborn. I wish she'd just give up the stubbornness. I know what she's actually thinking. But she'd never admit it.

"Suit yourself. You can sleep in the car if you don't want to come in," I shrug and start walking to the enterance.

It doesn't take long until I hear her footsteps behind me. I smirk and continue walking.

"So you decided it's better if you stay at my place huh?" I smirk and she just walks behind me, saying nothing.

Did I fuck up? Should I take her to her place?

"Hey," I stop and look at her. Her eyes don't meet mine. She just looks away.

"You do know I won't hurt you right? I just really don't know what to do. I'm sorry if I'm being an asshole. I'll take you home if you want to," I sigh and she looks up into my eyes.

"It's fine. Let's just go inside," she says and walks past me.

I feel something inside of my stomach. What is that? It's probably the milkshake. The dude definitely put something in it.

"Okay," I smile and follow her to the elevator.

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