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[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

Just as expected, the venom soon flowed from Adele’s lips once the door was shut, sharp angry words spat out at him whist furious eyes seemed to pierce straight through Blaine’s body. He listened to her rant silently for a few moments, trying hard not to retaliate. His fighting spirit naturally wanted to shout back but knowing the day she’d had, Blaine did try to go easy on Adele. That was until the comment about having his head up his own ass.

”Oh yeah Adele, that’s right- I did this because I’m a complete selfish ****, nothing at all to do with giving a **** about you!” He shouted. How could she try to make this seem like Blaine was doing this for himself? Calling the police had hardly been an easy decision to make and it certainly hadn’t benefitted him in any way but maybe, just maybe, it would bring to justice the guys who had hurt Adele. How clearly wrong it was of him to want that for her.

Blaine seethed as she changed put on an extra layer and began on her rant again. ”It doesn’t matter whether you were supposed to be there, that changes nothing!” he groaned ”They attacked you and the ****ers deserve some comeuppance”. Blaine looked at her with an expression of frustration and anger. There was no way he was letting Adele or anyone else try to make this out to be her fault. Who cares that she was underage, that fact was irrelevant in the circumstances. The guys were in the wrong, not Adele. ”And you deserve to see them get it” he added, softening his expression just a little. Having a slanging match wasn’t exactly ideal, and Blaine was trying hard to calm himself down, but it seemed that the two were just too strong minded to let things go too easily.

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[adele rent baker]

Adele couldn’t see straight, she was seeing red. Adele jumped off the couch the adrenaline of the fight working with her. Damn it, damn it, Damn it all! Adele rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “ Why the hell do you care so much!? You wanted to have sex with me, but you didn’t. Why the hell are you sticking around!?!” Adele shrieked. Damn he got on her nerves, she liked him and all, but what was his motive? She wanted to know what was keeping him around. Adele didn’t believe for one second that he was going to wait until she was seventeen, and if he did, what happened after that? “Lets say you do get to fuck me, what the hell happens then?” Adele clenched her mouth shut again.

She stomped off towards the kitchen and turned on her heel. “ Yes Blaine, they deserve to rot in hell, but don’t you understand that I just want to forget all of this? Theres no point in putting myself through all this, have to retell it countless tunes. Adele turned back into the kitchen and slammed the Vodka down on from the counter and the shot glass next to it. Quickly she poured the shot and took it, the drink slid down her throat and set it on fire. She grabbed her glass of tea and walked back. Somewhat calm now, the vodka burned her throat and made her eyes water. Adele contained herself from slapping Blaine, but only because she saw the look on his face. Damn him! Adele threw the closest thing to her at him, which was only a small couch pillow. She groaned. She felt like the world was against her today. She found her shoe and chucked it, then she fell on the couch. She buried her head into another pillow and screamed.

Stupid, stupid, stupid her. Getting caught up in so much drama. All she had wanted to do was mess with someone, and now she was being messed with. Adele hadn’t dealt with that before. Adele was the one messing with people, never the victim. Adele chucked the pillow and it hit a vase, and she jumped to clean it up. “That’s it. I am becoming a damn Lesbian! I cant take guys no damn more!” Adele hollered as shuffled the dirt onto a CD. “ Why? Why the hell did I have to run into you at the damn bar? Ever since I ran into you no other guys seem good enough and I have this damn personal challenge to get you to do me!” Adele hollered across the room.

[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

Blaine rolled his eyes at the girl’s comments. It was as if she couldn’t believe that he would actually want anything more than sex from her. Sex was good, sure, but Blaine saw more in Adele. She excited him, confused him, teased him and made him want to find out who she really was. Despite this though, she was still insanely frustrating. ”I don’t know why I care Adele, you’re the most temperamental **** I’ve ever come across” He spat with a look of resentment. It was hatred though not of Adele herself, but of the way she made him feel and the resulting frustration this caused him. ”But as much as I ****ing hate it, you’re also the most beautiful”.

Following Adele back into the hallway, Blaine continued, shouting out to her as she poured a drink. ”Well I’ll obviously just **** you and move on to the next girl, won’t I? Having my head so far up my own arse, yanno?” he yelled. It was as if this meant nothing- the willingness he showed to look after her, not just jump into bed with her. Why would he be doing all of this if his only intention was to make Adele another notch on his bedpost? His lips scrunched together and his face contorted a little in anger. She was infuriating, utterly infuriating.

”Of course there’s a point” he continued, watching her take the drink and stomp back passed him. He followed her into the lounge and looked on with a raised eyebrow as she began to fling objects at him, knocking over a vase in the process. ”Fine then! Become a lesbian” Blaine scoffed ”Just know that that way, neither of us get what we want.” She didn’t want to become a lesbian, she wanted him and her next words only fuelled this. He shook his head.. why the hell couldn’t she be a bit older?! ”I don’t ****ing know Adele! I wish you hadn’t though, save this massive screwed up mess” he shouted back, finding himself asking the same question about why they had met. It seemed such an unfair twist of fate.

Blaine watched her clearing up the vase and began to approach ”Oh poor you” he scoffed, standing next to her to help clean up the mess. ”I can assure you that my personal challenge to stop myself doing you is probably a lot tougher”. He joined her in quite angrily sweeping pieces of broken glass into a pile, brushing his hand against hers in the hurry. He stopped suddenly at the touch, looking towards with a slight sigh as his hand still rested against hers. God she was beautiful.

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[adele rent baker]

Adele guffawed. Did he really think now was a good time to complement her. She kept her mouth shut though, as hard as it seemed. Adele really felt like she couldn’t handle it anymore but if her mother had taught her anything, it was to never give up. But damn this man! Adele sighed and rubbed her forehead. I wouldn’t put it past you! For hells sake” Adele retorted, her voice still loud. Adele had never had more than a one night stand with most guys, it was just her way of life.

Adele groaned inwardly. “ The only think saving you there is PMS!” Adele muttered under her breath. Girls were ten times worse than guys, and Adele knew that much from personal experience. Adele for one, knew she was temperamental, know it all, bitch. She understood why must people disliked her. Adele scowled as she picked up the dir and was careful to not cut her fingers open. “ You do realize the only chance of you getting in my pants Is slimming down with each word you fling?And I have not once, ever, said no to you so there is really no one stopping you? Adele scowled.

Adele finally turned to look at him and did her best to refrain herself from sending flying punches in his direction. She worked with the dirt and glass to keep her hands busy. She scowled again. “ Because you don’t have a one night stand every other night like most guys,” Adele rolled her eyes. She as not stopping him from doing anything obviously. Adele tore her eyes from the pot and down to her hand. Now what the hell was he doing? Adele moved her hand slightly, and clenched it into a fist.With fury she launched it towards Blaine, not even caring if she connected. She hit him with both hands forgetting the mess.

[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

Either Adele was being a ***** for the hell of it, or she did indeed have that low an opinion of Blaine. To be honest, he could quite believe both of these options. He definitely would never have gone to all this effort and trouble though just for a one night stand. If he didn’t care about Adele, Blaine would never have been here in the first place, he would have walked away at the first opportunity and found another girl, not got himself involved in Adele’s personal issues.

This was all getting too much and with Adele’s next words, Blaine sighed incredulously. Apparently the more he spoke, the less she wanted him. Which was unfortunate when with each word that came from Adele’s mouth, Blaine found himself falling for her a little bit more. She was true, the ball had always been in his court and it was Blaine who was stopping things from happening. In all fairness though, her being underage wasn’t the worst of reasons Blaine could have had for refusing her.

”No, I don’t actually” Blaine replied to her comment about one night stands, immediately feeling her wrath as Adele lunged towards him, punching madly as him with clenched fists and a look of wild fury. The petite girl was hardly going to cause him a huge amount of damage and Blaine let her continue for a few seconds to see if she was going to burn herself out but continuing to be smacked by the crazed young lady, Blaine reached the end of his tether ”For ***** sake you nutter!” he shouted, taking Adele firmly by the arms and holding them by her sides so she was restrained from hitting him. ”What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

Blaine looked into her eyes, their bodies now close together as they gave each other hate filled stares. They say though that hate and love are closely linked emotions and feeling her heavy breathing and racing heart against him, Blaine pulled her close, letting go of her arms and wrapping one around her back and one on her backside as he suddenly began to kiss her. It was unexpected even for Blaine but the tension could only build for so long before it exploded. He threw his morals out of the window as he leaned Adele against the coach and pushed her down onto it, laying hot lustful kisses down her neck. He’d been too good for too long and Blaine decided to just give in. Screw the consequences and just get on with what they both wanted. There was no turning back, not this time.

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[adele rent baker]

when the devil wants to dance with you ,
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She didn’t even hear his last retort, Adele was too busy trying to hurt Blaine. Eyes blazing with a passionate fury and her fist practically flying towards Blaine, Adele was obviously pretty pissed. She was like a cat that had been drenched in water, Adele let out a, almost growling sound, as she leapt for him. Adele was not one to be tampered with, not this week, not ever. Her eyes alighted with a new fury, she was not a “nutter” “ Im more sane than your ass!” Adele screeched out. She gunted when Blaine caught her, damn it she wasn’t finished! " There is nothing wrong with me! Its you!” Adele growled as a retort. Venomous spite leaked from her words.

What came next, surprised her, or at least she hadn’t been expecting it. Her eyes wide with shock it took her a moment to think. “What what what what? How did we go from fighting to this?” Adele stopped thinking, her mind shutting down to what was happening. So, just throw everything out the door was a good idea. Or at least now it was. Consequences were for later, now was now. She forgot all about the mess, the glass and dirt, the quickly dieing purple flowers.

With her back against the couch and Blaine sending kisses down her neck Adele let out a small moan. Adele hadn’t meant to do so, it came out on its own. She didn’t blush but her heart did skip a beat. Adele clutched the fabric of Blaine’s shirt with both of her hands. Damn this man, for making her feel so many thing at once. She was angry, but she was also being driven by lust. Adele’s lips twitched in anticipation of what might come later. Hopefully this time Blaine wouldn’t back out. Adele pulled his head up to meet her lips in a solid kiss, her fury had died slightly, but it still showed in her kiss. Her heart beat was rapid, her breath hot and sticky. “ Please don’t back out this time” Adele silently prayed. “ If you stop this time, I will hurt you” Adele stopped kissing long enough to whisper into his ear, Her words came out in a ragged, sort of way her breath uneven. and she nibbled his ear slightly for effect.

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[blaine mackinnley o'callaghan]

Blaine always tended to think that sex which led from romantic gestures was based on love, whereas sex which led from wild fury was based on passion. It was always a sudden flip; the moment when hate turns into desire and both parties decide to give up on their verbal assaults and just get on with what they really want. As emotions go, passion was definitely far more exciting and thrilling than love and being the kind of guy who lived to be thrilled and hated to be romantic, this way of getting a girl into bed appealed far more to Blaine than any wining and dining sort of gesture.

It was all so quick paced and unstoppable and the anger which had filled their eyes moments ago now seemed to have developed into a fury to get each other clothes off as quickly as possible. Blaine ran his hand up Adele’s leg as he kissed down her neck, stopping when he reached the bottom of her dress and using both hands to take it off her. Blaine acknowledged her words with a sly smile, admiring her body with no way now of backing out. The coke was out of his system but his heart still beat ten to the dozen, thumping wildly with unrestrained desire.

”No chance” he purred, pushing up against her to carry on kissing her with hot, heavy breath, now beginning to undo his own zipper. He might regret this in the morning but for now, the only thing trouble Blaine was how quickly he could get Adele upstairs. As he scrabbled his own clothes off though, Blaine wondered if it was a necessary step at all. The fact he was screwing their underage daughter in the first place would make her parents hate him, doing it in their lounge wasn’t going to make matters hugely worse. And so with that self-reassurance, Blaine pushed Adele down onto the sofa, lowering his kisses right down.