A/N- Hey guys I really was try to postpone this chapter for later. I've begun to write and draft a couple chapters before updating but I just couldn't wait any longer! Anyways I hope you like this chapter! Make sure to review and don't be afraid to share your ideas with me!

My Sinful Addiction

Ally's POV

"We all need to push away the darkness, because the world is darkness!"

Everyone started to clap as my father began to end his sermon for the morning.

The church was big, we were a diverse church so I wouldn't call this church a church only for the African Americans or the whites, it was more for everyone of every race. This church believed that every race and ethnicity deserved to learn about the word of God.

It's a great way to meet new people with the same views on life as you.

"So stop listening to that junk you call rap! That trash you call pop and rock! And tune your radio and ears to the word of God!" He shouted. People were cheering and clapping for him and I joined in.

I had to admit my dad was a powerful speaker.

He could move anybody with his words.

"Thank you, now let us pray. Dear Heavenly Father, we thank you..."

I bowed my head in prayer and said a silent prayer of my own. I begged the Lord to persuade my parents to let me off the hook this time, I really didn't want to be grounded. They took away my car keys and I can only go to the library if I need to return a book.

I can't go to Spanish club after school because I have a curfew of 4 now.

Not that it matters, we only eat food and make small talk around the table.

But still I enjoy it.

"Amen. You are all dismissed." My father closed his Bible and came down the stairs.

People crowded around him.

My mother came up behind me and put an arm around my shoulder as she lead me through the crowd.

"There's someone I want you to meet," she whispered in my ear, "he's a great guy."

I stopped her, "He?" I questioned.

Here we go again...

My mother has been trying to set me up with a boyfriend for two years now. I mean, I bet some guys at this church are great guys but then there is the other half that are very snobby and overly confident with themselves.

Not my type at all.

"His name is Ryan and he's a genuine sweetheart!" She chimed happily.

I had to give it to my mom, the guy was dashing. She waved at him and he walked over to us putting on a very charming smile which made me blush. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes.

Okay mom...point taken...

"Ryan, this is my daughter Allison, Allison this is Ryan."

I held out my hand, "It's nice to meet you." I spoke shyly.

He took my hand and kissed it gently, "The pleasure is all mine." He said.

My mother squealed and patted my shoulder, "Isn't he just a fine young gentleman?"

He chuckled and let go of my hand, "Why thank you Mrs. Dawson, you've raised quite the beautiful young lady here."

My mother waved her hand dramatically as she blushed, "Oh Ryan, how about we have homemade family dinner next Friday night? With you and your parents of course, I would love to get a chance to meet the parents who have raised such a fine young man!"

Mother you're doing the most...

"Maybe I'll just have to take you up on that offer...how about 6 o'clock sharp?"

She giggled, "Perfect!"

"Well it was nice meeting you lovely ladies, stay safe." We nodded and he walked away.

My mother hugged my shoulders, "He's perfect for you! He's Christian and he plans on going to Harvard law school!" I could just see her making plans for our wedding right now. There was that crazy 'I see the future' glint in her eyes.

I sighed, "Mom, I'm not ready for a boyfriend..."

"I know honey, but I want you to know that there are great guys out there."

"Mom-"

She waved her finger at me,"Hun, putting you out into the fresh market is a great opportunity to meet guys, don't waste it." I didn't even know what she meant by fresh market, then again I don't understand half of the crazy things she says.

We were walking out of the building when I suddenly got an idea.

"Mom, if I'm going to be at this dinner thing next Friday I want to go to the library today."

She raised an eyebrow, "Nice try using me, but I don't think you're father would let you go."

I pouted my lip, "Would you maybe...?" I begged as innocently as I could.

She laughed and shook her head, "Me against your father? Nu uh."

"Please mom? I just need to check out this one book and I won't ask for anything more!"

She gave me a skeptical look before sighing, "Promise?"

"I promise."

"Fine, just tell me when to pick you up and you cannot be late."

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I sat down with the new book I had searched all over the library for.

It was called Perfect Chemistry and it was an amazing story about two people from completely different worlds. The plot just drew me in and I loved each and every character. I love reading a book that doesn't go too slow or too fast, I like a book that's just right.

After reading the summary I began to read the book for a while, I had some time to kill.

Two Hours Later...

"Honey...?" I soft voice called.

"Five more minutes mom..." I moaned into my pillow.

Suddenly a loud boom woke me up and I fell out of the chair.

The librarian sighed and helped me up. I was so embarrassed, how could I have fallen asleep in the library?

"No sleep last night I assume?" She asked while closing my book.

I nodded shyly and wiped the drool off the side of my mouth.

"Well let me remind you sweetheart," she took my book and tossed it in a tray, "this is a library not your own personal bedroom to be sleeping in. The library is for people who want to read, not for people who want to waste my time."

And with that she pulled the cart along and left me.

My jaw slightly dropped as she sauntered off.

Well that was rude...

I collected my things and rubbed my eyes to get rid of the sleepiness.

I almost forgot to call my mother.

I walked out of the library, down the sidewalk, and through the alleyway of an apartment.

Nothing bad happens here in broad daylight plus I always come threw here so my mom doesn't have to drive so far. As I was walking I suddenly ran into someone, it had a broad chest and I froze.

Police sirens were ringing in my ears.

The figure grabbed me and pressed my back against his front.

"Be quiet or I'll rape you." He threatened.

I swallowed hard as my heart began to beat out of my chest.

The police car drove past us, its sirens becoming more and more distant as it drove off down the street.

I felt the man take a deep breath and let go of me.

We stood there for a couple seconds in silence, but what were seconds felt like hours. The silence was killing me and all I wanted to do was yell at this kid for threatening me with rape. I could press charges against this guy for harassment!

I turned around only to come face to face with the devil himself.

"You..." I hissed at him.

He smirked, "Ah...it's you again. Little miss sassy ass."

I gaped at his use of foul language, "Excuse me? I'm sassy? What about you!? You just threatened to rape me!"

He shrugged and slid his hands in his pockets, "It was an empty threat, no worries."

"No worries?!" I shrieked at him, "I'm calling the police." I pulled out my phone and started to dial the number. Suddenly he took my phone and chucked it at the ground without a second thought.

My jaw dropped as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes, "Looks like you can't call the police."

"Just wait until my parents hear about this!" I screeched.

I really needed that phone to call my mom or she'll be suspicious and never let me out again!

He just ruined my chances at freedom!

"By the way," he casually lit his cigarette, "what was a girl like you doing at my concert?"

I scoffed, "Is it any of your business?"

"It's my concert."

"Is that all you've got on me?"

"I could kill you." He laughed.

I didn't find that to be amusing...

"I came with a friend that's all, I wasn't there for your lame band." I finally gave in.

He took a whiff of his cigarette, "Lame? My band isn't lame, I'm sorry that you have no taste in good music." He snapped while leaning against the brick wall of the apartments. I took in his apparel, he was wearing a black leather jacket with a white t-shirt underneath, his jeans were black and torn in some places.

It was definitely not my choice of style.

"For your information, I seem to like my choice of music."

"Let me guess, you like pop music right?"

I shrugged while holding my purse against my chest, "Well I-"

He laughed, "Don't tell me you listen to classical music! That's even worse!" He spat hysterically.

"Look," I started, "I don't have time to be mocked by some low life like you."

"Low life? I'm not the low life here, just because I don't wear Hollister or American eagle it doesn't make me socially underneath you." He stated while blowing a smoke puff in my face. I fanned it away and glared at him.

"I never said that-"

"Cut the crap. I saw the way you were looking at me on stage! You judge appearances." He took a deep breath before calming down.

I looked down at the ground and suddenly felt insecure about myself. Was I really that judgmental?

All of a sudden his phone rang and he answered, "What?"

My thoughts wandered off...what if I was being stereotypical of him?

Heck I didn't even know the kids name, I had every right to be judgmental about his appearance. I mean, he did threaten to rape me, he did throw my phone and possibly ruined the only chance of freedom I ever had for the next two weeks.

No I'm right!

I had every right to judge this jerk!

After the concert he was nothing but an arrogant prick! Acting all high and mighty...

"Fuck," he threw his cigarette to the ground, "what do you mean she's quitting the band?!"

I watched his face go red in anger, "Look tell her I'm on my way. See you later."

He slid his phone in his back pocket and took a deep breath.

"Is everything alright?" I asked in concern.

He scoffed, "Mind your own damn business little girl."

I gaped at him as he looked down at me. To him I might have looked like a little girl, but I'm more mature than he will ever be in a million years. First he thinks he can call me judgmental and then he calls me a little girl?!

He is unbelievable...

"Come on, I'll walk you home."

"Excuse me? I don't need you to take me home, I can get home by myself."

He shrugged, muttered a 'whatever', and disappeared around the corner.

Little did I know that that wasn't the last time I would be seeing him.

A/N- Hey guys I hope you liked this chapter as you can see Ally had a little run in with the mysterious bassist, and it did not go the way any of us would had hope for. It was a very eventful encounter;) Share your thoughts and idea and make sure to review for feedback!:)

-Taylor