The Pretended Fiancée

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You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
-Dr. Seuss

Axton Perez's POV

I stared at my phone. Why isn't that girl calling me yet?

Usually girls would call me as soon as they got my number, not that I usually give them out. My mouth twisted into a thin line, what is taking her so long?

Did she not want to call me?

Nope, that's just impossible.

A few hours passed with no phone calls or even a simple text. That girl! I canceled a party just for her. Frustrated, I stormed downstairs to get coke.

"Yo," My brother called out to me, "You okay?"

I snickered, "Why wouldn't I?"

"You are frowning, and usually, your frowns would be from you left mouth across-"

"Woah, never knew that you a stalker of mine," I winked at him as his lips curved into a playful smile.

"Oh brother, you know our love is forbidden, though how much I know you love me. I am too hot for you though."

I burst out laughing, rolling on the ground. "Hey dude, you're disgusting," I finally choked out.

"So what's with you anyways," he asked me, going back to the topic.

I hesitated, "If a girl doesn't call you, does that mean she has no interest in you?"

His face curved into a shock, though how much he is trying to hold it back, it was very clear for me. "Aw, thats sad. You don't have to worry about it anyways, your baby girl can't stay with you."

"Why?" I said, grabbing my dirt coke. I need to remind myself to buy more coke. It is running out.

"Mom's getting you a fiancée no matter what," he explained, "Rumors are said she's pretty, so no worries."

I choke on my coke, "Fiancée? Are you kidding me? For the hell's sake I don't want a girl trapping me."

He shrugged, "Talk to our stubborn mom then. The dinner is tomorrow anyways, though I doubt she is going to say no because you future fiancée is going to be there.
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I jogged upstairs to find my phone ringing. My mood suddenly light up as a smile appeared across my face. I picked up after the six ring. "Da."

It went silent for a while, before Amélie's angelic voice came in. "Is this Mr.Perez?"

"Don't get all formal darling, call me Axton." I said causally, hiding my excitement.

I could feel her growling at me at the other line, feeling victorious, I smirked.

"Mr, I mean Axton," I grinned at her words as I continue listening, "I was wondering if you can pick me up right now,"

My heart thumped harder, does she want alone time with me? Yes! East hook, as always, though my heart felt disappointed by her words.

"May I ask why?"

"You don't have to come if you don't want to, Axton, I'm just asking." She said hurriedly as a woman in the background mumbled something.

Ah, she is using me, she doesn't want me. I licked my lips, she is hard to get after all.

"Congrats my princess, I have time right now." Of course I have time, I canceled everything for this stupid phone call to come.

"Oh, thanks, I am in Seven Eleven in the Main Street by the way."

"Be there in ten minutes," I said as she hung up the phone.

I went down stairs again, grabbing my keys. My brother looked at me before shaking his head. "Grab me some snacks by the way, or your girl."

"Not mine," I corrected, "Yet."

"Just don't forget about your upcoming fiancée." He reminded me.

I sighed and went out my flat. Why does my mom have to control my life? I drove to the seven eleven near the Main Street. My lips curled into a smile as I saw her tiny shadow looking out the store. Our gaze met for a second as she let out an breath relief.

I ran to her.

"Miss me?"

She snorted, "Why? Should I?"

I nodded, "Anyways, why are you doing here? It's already dark."

"Grabbing some snacks, an then somebody showed up," She pointed to a man standing next to a tree across the street. He was staring at us before looking away when he saw us.

"Your stalker?" I asked as I clutched my fist my nails digging into my flesh.

"Who knows," she shrugged, "Can you, you know, get me home or something? I will pay you if you'd like."

I stared at her with concern, "What if he comes back to you?"

"I," She wanted to protest but sighed, "Its okay."

I looked at her thoughtfully. Her face is replaced with a scared look. Just like a princess, so small and so breakable, I smirked.

I grabbed her hands and pulled her out of the store before she can respond. The man walked closer to us, pretending to be a normal street person. Making sure he is looking at us, I turned to Amélie.

She exam me with curiosity, wondering what I am going to do next. I looked at her soft, red lips. They look so kissable and touchable. I moved my face closer to her, crashing my lips into her hers.

I glance over the man, his face filled of surprise before walking away. After a while, Amélie pushed me away, wiping her mouth with her delicate hands.

I groaned, I was just enjoying her lips, the taste of her cherry chapstick remain in my mouth. I kissed her, and I liked it.

"Um," She said avoiding my gaze, "I really need to go. Thanks for, um, that." She looked at me from her lashes, revealing her crystalized blue eyes. That look, I swear, could drive boy crazy. Before I can respond, she turned and walked away.

The kiss left me thinking about her all night. My mind started to hurt, why is this girl doing this to me? It's so unfair.

I convinced myself I only feel this way because of the dare.

Nothing else.

Yup, nothing else.