Chapter Twenty Eight

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Chapter Twenty Eight

He was still the same boy I met at that party, the one who wanted to help a girl with a broken heart. He was just guarded now, but maybe he was always guarded from me. Maybe I never really knew him but I did know one thing. I couldn't shake him, my heart still pounded the way it did before. I still look at him like I did when he'd fall asleep watching a movie he really was excited about watching before passing out after an hour. And now looking at him with the sun shining in from outside, and against his chest made me realize how much I didn't care about my moms happiness right now. Or what others would think of me. I didn't care about anything but him. I wanted more than anything to protect Alec and I didn't care if I was being selfish. Alec had secrets but if he could open me up maybe I could open his heart too.

I saw movement from him and I shut my eyes pretending to be asleep and not psychotically staring at him as he slept.

I heard him groan before moving slightly, "fuck!" Alec shot up from the bed and I now sat up from bed as he put a shirt on.

"What?" I mumbled now realizing the pounding in my head.

"We're late," he grabbed his shoes, "I must've forgotten to set an alarm last night."

"How late?" I grabbed my shoes now rushing.

"We missed first and second hour, we're in third and it takes twenty minutes to get there," he then looked down at me.

"What?" I looked at him.

"Change in the car, I need to check out of the hotel." He gave me my clothes to change into which I didn't know how he even got but I'd question him later in the car.

I got into the car and went in the back before taking off my shoes and put on the pants I now knew for a fact was not mine and threw off Alec's shirt before putting on a shirt that wasn't mine either.

Alec got in the car and started it before driving.

"How exactly did I get these clothes? I asked out loud.

"After you passed out, I drove over to Isabellas and asked for some clothes for you to borrow, she gave them to me," he swerved in and out of traffic.

"Okay and a hotel, you can't just get a hotel room," I looked over at him confused.

"Tony, a guy I work with works here during night shifts and he got me a room cheap and for your information Kallie, I am indeed eighteen," he looked in the rearview mirror and I bit my lip knowing he was right.

"I knew that," I climbed over to get to the front seat and Alec grabbed my hand and I looked over at him, why was I surprised he grabbed my hand? He's always been like that. Today was no different than the rest... oh who am I kidding, today was different because I woke up next to him. I stared at him for possibly a few hours. Today is different, I'm different.

"Why are you looking at me like that Kallie?" He gave me a funny look now.

"Like what Alec?" I asked out loud but I knew what look I was giving him. The 'let me stare into your eyes until the day I die' kind of stare.

"Kailen we've talked about this," he let out a sigh, "we can't."

"I'm only looking at you," I responded.

"Yeah and then it's going to get to touching and next thing we know we're back to where we started," he looked over at me before going back to the road.

"What's wrong with the idea of us being together?" I waited for a response and a smile crept on my lips.

"I can't Kallie!" he raised his voice then, and I knew he was frustrated.

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