Desparate

part 6: in my feelings

Damien's pov:

I was looking forward to seeing Ali at the party. Yeah I know. I'm so whipped.
And boy was I looking forward to seeing her in a sexy bikini. I went to the party early so that I can calm myself. 
Surprisingly my dad stopped troubling me about the bodyguard fiasco. I was trying to convince him to stop but he wouldn't listen. He already gave me bodyguards but I always did something about it.

He eventually changed School and sent me here because the town is not very popular and no one knew who exactly we were. But as always I had to become popular because of my fucking good looks and athletic body.  Yhup. Famous as always.

Now that I was free from the bodyguard fiasco, I was ecstatic. I went on parties and organized many, got laid tons of times, and still maintained my bad boy image.
All before Alicia came around. I found it very difficult to keep my eyes off of her. She drew me to her constantly, even though she rejects me all the time. It's like she wants to but something stops her and she instantly rejects me in a blink.

She's just so intriguing, I couldn't find it in me to accept her rejection. I tried to gain her attention and she accepts me wholeheartedly, but when I try to push it further, she just.....changes and tries to avoid me.

For the past week she's been laying low trying hard to avoid me at all costs. But me being me, I always get what I want.
Sometimes she's just so confusing. One day she's all sweet and flirty, then the next she's a nerd. A fucking nerd who wants nothing else to do but to stay away from people especially me.

Even though she always pushes me away, she's like a guardian angel who finds me or is always with me in times of trouble.

That day at the bar, where she wore the sexiest dress ever, which made me get a boner btw, I noticed she was uneasy. We danced for a while then she looked in a distance and stiffens. I could sense something was up so I took a peak of what was bothering her and saw a masked man. I was about to say something when she suddenly took hold of my hand and dragged me out of the bar. My hand felt tingly and all but that's not the point.

She then lied that she was tired and I bought the excuse at first but later we were in the car and she didn't look tired at all- quite the opposite. I decided to let it go.
We reached her dorm and I we stared at each other. We were about to kiss but it was like someone whispered into her ear telling her something to which she took without hesitation, clearly snapping her out of her daze. I was disappointed but tried to hide it. She entered her room after saying goodbye.

I stood there and started contemplating on knocking or leaving. I decided on leaving.
That night, I got laid thrice. I mean I had to get her out of my mind somehow. Even though it never worked.
Wasting my cum was not worth it. I kept thinking of her while fucking those girls. Just the thought of her made me cum faster. I couldn't even control myself. And that same thing happened with the others. I even jerked off twice because the thought of her out of that red dress for me made me go crazy.

Then, the beach party three days before. I knew when she arrived because of her friend, Sally or whatever. I looked for her only to find her kissing some fucker's cheek and he calling her luv. I was so furious, like wtf!!! She couldn't be leading me on while having a fucking boyfriend.

"So you had a boyfriend and you didn't tell me huh? I get it. I should've kept my distance". I began to walk away and she tried following me but her boyfriend stopped her. "He needs space" the douche stated. Yeah ofcourse I fucking needed space.
I quickly went to the small bar and took ten shots. I took stronger liquor to get drunk faster. A random girl approached me when I leaned on my bike. We started making out but my mind was still drifting off to that particular masterpiece.