He's taking her to prom?

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Allison's POV

I was already ready for school and dreading it. Especially with the new hair style in my hair. It just wouldn't go away and I hated it.

But I do know that I am looking fine as hell today

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But I do know that I am looking fine as hell today. I am giving literally no shits today. If they want to gawk at something, oh I'll give them something to gawk at. I grabbed my backpack and slipped on my shoes on my socks covered feet. I literally have no more fucks to give. That's how done I am. I got my heartbroken and now I just give no fucks about anything. Nope. I went to the bathroom and put my hair up. No matter how I try to hide it. I wasn't able to hide it. I sighed and did my business.

I was ready for hell.

I made my way downstairs. I grabbed a red apple from the bin. Not caring if I liked it or not. "I thought you didn't like red apples?", mom asked me. I shrugged. "Trying new things I guess", I muttered. Both mom and dad kissed my forehead before saying goodbye to me. I walked out of the house with strut. Not caring who saw. I made sure to leave after Will did.

I hummed to myself. It felt weird not walking with someone. But I didn't care less. I finally made it to the bus stop. Seeing that Ron was already there. I climbed on, Ron nearly gave himself whiplash as he turned to look at me. He gaped at me. A soft blush on his cheeks. "N-Nice o-outfit Allison", he stuttered. I giggled. "Thanks Ron", I said giving him a fake smile. I climbed on the whole way and sure enough, all the guys on the bus nearly gave themselves whiplash. I giggled and waved. But then my arm was grabbed. "Does mom and dad know your wearing that?", Will asked me as he looked up at me. I scuffed. "Who do you think gave me the skirt William?", I told him. I grabbed my arm back from him and sat in the seat in back of him. A part of me already missing my seat in the back. I sighed and looked out the window.

"Hey Will, your sisters hot", Zach said to my brother. I rolled my eyes. At least someone thinks I'm hot. I heard a smack and knew Will had smacked him behind the head. "Dude that's my sister your talking about", Will whined. I rolled my eyes again. Whiny little shit. "Still, she's hot", Zach said. I smiled. At least someone pays attention to me. "But I thought she was with Peace?", he asked my brother. My smile disappeared the minute he opened his mouth.

"Yeah, well apparently not", Will muttered under his breath. Yeah, your right will. Apparently not. He then turned to Layla. "Oh yeah, I forgot to ask. What's your homecoming news?", he asked her. Honestly I didn't care and I don't care. "I'm going too", she said plainly. I rolled my eyes, we all know that. "Oh yeah, with who?", Will asked her. I honestly didn't want to know who. Whoever it is, the poor soul. "Oh, who asked me?", she asked. Yes, that's what he asked. "Yeah, who asked you?", he asked. Oh god it's like a fucking echo. "Oh who asked me, Uh Warren Peace", she said. And before I had my heartbroken. Well, I would have cared. But I didn't. I clenched my fists closed tightly. Keep it in. Keep it in. Conceal don't feel. Calm down.

I didn't even notice that my hair was turning more white.

Finally! I was able to get off this dreaded bus. I grabbed my backpack, and literally booked it off of the bus. I could feel eyes on me, a lot of eyes on me. But I didn't give a flying shit. They can all kiss my ass. I made it into school. More eyes. Like I said I Don't care. I dressed up like this for a reason and I will not regret what I wear.

Hours later

All during class, I could feel his damn eyes on me. But I didn't budge. I didn't even lay my eyes on him. I didn't want to. I couldn't bring myself to do so. He knew I didn't want to talk, so he didn't even bother. Good.

Lunchtime
At lunch I didn't even bother to rush to lunch. It felt good to be gawked at. It felt good seeing all those jealous looks from the popular girls. Mmm. Haha. My turn bitches! So when I got to the cafeteria, I felt even more eyes, but I took it with confidence. I strutted my way in. I had total confidence. But I just stood lazily in the lunch line. I grabbed a PB&J, a apple juice and a red apple. I paid for it. I walked over by the tables. Seeing where I could sit.

"You could sit here with me baby, there's more then enough room for you", one of the jocks said flirting with me. I just smiled at him. "Maybe another time", I said winking at him. I then walked off. But then I saw the others sitting at Warrens table, which was once our table. I heard fake laughing coming from the table. I narrowed my eyes at them. Then he gave her his famous smile that I thought he only gave me. I felt something in me crack. I could feel the cold. I had to get out of here.

I walked by the trash can and threw away my now ice covered tray. I walked out of the cafeteria. I walked down the hallways. Cold. Cold. Cold. That's all I felt. Was cold.

"Ally-Cat", I heard his voice. I didn't bother to turn around. "Please", he whispered. I turned around and he gasped when he saw me. "Your beautiful", he whispered to me. Yet his eyes didn't go lower then my own eyes. I laughed bitterly. "You shouldn't really flirt with a girl that's not your girlfriend Warren. What would she think when she finds out you flirt with me, aye?", I spat at him. He got closer and closer. But with each step I backed up, until my back hit the wall. His hands found my upper arms. I could feel how warm his hands were. "You got to calm down Ally-Cat. Your freezing", he whispered softly to me. He got closer and closer to me, until I was able to feel his breath on my lips. I so desperately wanted to grab him by his shirt and bring our lips together. We were so close. I just wanted to close my eyes and bring us together.

But I knew I couldn't. Not when I knew I wasn't the only girl. That I wasn't the girl he wanted. I wasn't Layla. I placed both of my hands on his chest. His very warm chest. My cold hands warming up due to his very warm chest. I gently pushed him away, no matter how hard it was for me to push him away from me. I just wanted to be held by him. "I can't. You already have someone waiting for you, I'm not the person your looking for. You chose, and I'm happy for you", I said gently patting his chest softly. I turned away from him. "Ally, wait. I can explain", he said as he grabbed my arm. I turned my head and looked at him sadly. "Stop, please. Your already making this too hard for me. We can still be friends Warren. But that's it, I won't be someone's second choice, I'll see you later", I said giving him a fake smile.

I gently grabbed my arm from him and walked away. Tears already filling to the brim. I won't turn around, I won't turn around. I can't turn around. Or else I won't be able to leave.

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