This is the frist chapter to a short story I wrote.

I hope you like it (:

Song "Sugar, We're Going Down" by Fall out Boy.


"Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it."

He came in through my window. Apparently, I had left the balcony's door open. Oops, my bad.

He was dressed in black. He had high cheekbones and a strong jaw. Black hair and black eyes. A perfect nose followed by perfect (kissable) lips. You could see his strong muscles through his tight fitting shirt. All in all he looked like a Greek God.

Honestly, I don't know what this man was doing in my room.

It was 3:40 am when I came into my room, only to be paralyzed in shock. I had just finished brushing my teeth. Everyone in the house was sleeping. My crazy freezed curly light brown hair was looking like a lion's mane. My green eyes were wide in shock and my full lips formed an astonished `O´.

Clearly, I wasn't the most appealing person. But what do you expect? It was not an everyday thing to find a guy on my room at 3:40 –freaking- am!

That's when I realized I was only wearing my `Woodstock´ shirt which barely covered my panties and showed off my legs. A furious blush took over my face as I tried to cover myself up.

He studied me with his onyx eyes. My face turned even redder ( I don't know if from anger or embarrassment) when it occurred to me.

"What are you doing here?"

Very stupid of me to talk. His eyes turned darker and sharper and in two long strides he was right in front of me. I should have bolted for the door. In stead, I stood still as he moved towards me.

He circled my waist with his strong arm and pushed me flushed against his hard chest, my hands pressing against his abs. The other hand covered my mouth and his eyes warmed me not to make a sound. I looked at him with my own fearful eyes. He was so much taller than I was, so I had to bend my head back to see his eyes.

"Be quiet"

Then his mouth crashed against mine in a violent kiss. He pushed me against the wall as the kiss turned more passionate.

That was the first time I slept with Liam Scoop.