His Soft Spot

Party vol.3

P.s This is Dylan's POV & inspired by 'End of the Day' by One Direction

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I stare down the alcohol bottle, I can almost legally drink and even though I never have it always sits in the back of my mind. 

I'm glad I can't yet either because I don't want to know who I would be. She helps me keep myself under control, I never want her to see me lose control. I quite smoking, it is a rough process, but I'm not a heavy addict so it is easy considering how hard it could be.

I attend more of my classes, or at least the ones she's in. I don't have stupid hookups and I no longer want to be alone. I'm not sure who I'm becoming but I know it's the version of myself that is better so, I'm willing to continue being this person. I take my eyes of the bottle and look around the house for my little sister. I find her sleeping on the reading chair in my room. I slowly walk in and sit on the bed opposite her. "Liv," I whisper now crouching next to her, "I'm going out okay?" she sleepily nods her head, "Mum is going to be home, I'll see you later," I kiss her forehead and walk out the room.

I lock up the house leaving the front door unlocked and wait for my mum to get home. She pulls into the driveway and gives me a hug before going inside and probably falling asleep herself. I get into the car and head off to the party. The drive is short but filled with many thoughts. I want to see her today, I do most days now, but I know I'll be able to talk with her about deeper things. That's usually how parties went now, she leaves when it gets too loud and I find her and we talk all night, then I take her home. I get to be the last face she sees before sleeping. 

It's been two months since her break up and no one had been able to get out of her how she is really feeling. 

I make it to the party early and enter without knocking. I put on my handy smirk and walk confidently over to Sam. 

"Hey! Where's your girlfriend?"

"I think she sneaked outside with your girlfriend," I chuckle slightly, "she isn't my girlfriend, but thanks anyway," Sam raises his eyebrows, "I'm sure she will be soon enough."

I glance outside quickly, there Alya is in my t-shirt I knew it! I smile stupidly and walk around to a few of my other friends. People start rolling in quickly and I decide it's time to go outside. I slide open the door, the air is cool and refreshes me. I look around to Alya but she's no longer on the  ageing swing set. I climb up the ladder to an empty space. I sit down next to her. Gosh word can't describe how much I love her. But I know she can't hear those words right now, because I know she still needs time. 

The wind is colder and stronger up here, Alya seems unfazed though, I sit down with her. 

Just me, her and the moon.

"It sounds like the parties dying downstairs from here," I say turning to look at her, "I like your shirt by the way," I say smugly, she blushes slightly and I refrain from smiling, she never blushes at me. 

"Well, I must look pretty good tonight, tell me what did I do differently?"

Alya smiles but it's the one she does before she says something sarcastic, It's my favourite one because it's only ever on one side of her face. Alya licks her lips and turns slowly towards me. 

"Hale, fancy seeing you up here, oh yeah that's right you followed me." Alya says swinging her finger around. 

"Did you love him?" I ask without even thinking.

She frowns, I want to take it back but it's too late now. 

"I didn't, no." she hesitates, "the more I think about it the more I realise that regardless of any other issues going on we would not have made it any further. We didn't love each other and I think we just didn't want to hurt each other," I nod my head in appreciation, but selfishly a bit of relief rushes through me. 

"We didn't date for that long, we never actually asked to be each others girlfriend or boyfriend we just labeled it at that because it was easier," she shrugs, "I haven't cried over it because it wasn't a life changing relationship, he didn't share things with me, he didn't understand me, I didn't even like him before we dated, he asked me out, I thought he was cute-" she chuckles probably remembering when he asked her out. 

"He asked me out and I said yes. So, I never really knew what he was like beforehand, if I did I'm not actually sure that I would date him, but because we skipped the friendship stage and went straight to romantic I guess I just felt as though that's how I was supposed to feel towards him."

I nod, trying to think of what to say, "At the end of the day your heart wants whatever it wants and you just have to follow it, you can't help who you love. And you can't help who you don't love," I lay down stretching out an arm, Alya follows and lays down on my chest. My heart pounds much faster at the feeling of her. I bite down on my lip to contain the stupid smile.

"Then who do you love? Cause this whole time I've just sat here thinking that you fuck girls for a living, but you just sort of quoted a One Direction song," she giggles at me.

"You're right I do, do that, But I hate it."

"Then why do it?"

"Because I get to spend one night with a girl, but I still get to take care of her and love her. And that's all I want to do." Alya sits up, "You really need to follow your heart, because whoever you love no doubt will love you back." she sniffles slightly, "Are you crying?"

"No, it's just kind of cold," I chuckle and take off my hoodie, "but now you're going to be cold," she complains about that rather than the fact that my stomach is now bare, "then keep me warm," she rolls her eyes, "you know I try and be flirty but you just roll your eyes at me."

"Because Hale that's not your scene I'm used to seeing you hooking up with girls, flirting, smirking and winking at them not the whole tacky love scheme," and she's so oblivious to not notice that I only do that to her.

I laugh to cover the silence and let a grin cross my face, "Oh, you wouldn't know how tacky I can get," Alya leans into my chest before I can pull her in, and my heart starts to beat uncontrollably again. 

"So, answer then who do you love?"