It's not my fault that I fell for you, you tripped me!

Iv'e fallen for you, and I can't get up

Recap:

“No promises,” He teased half-heartedly. I felt like I was missing something. His eyes were eerily familiar now that I thought about it. He made my heart pound, I was just thankful that he couldn’t hear it. That would be so embarrasing.

Chapter Seven:

Iv'e fallen for you, and I can't get up

“Why hello, Andrew,” I said seductivley whilst winking and give him a seductive smile.

His eyes widened for a second, then he smirked.

“Hello Mollie. A pretty name for a pretty girl,” He smirked really thinking that I had a crush on him. I rolled my eyes at his cliche catch up line. I loved my friendly relationship with Andrew, it was obvious he had a crush on Emma. But that didn’t stop him from flirting.

“So, my friend wanted me to ask you if you think I’m hot,” He pouted cutely. I laughed.

“I dare you to go up to a random girl and say that,” I dared without hesitating.

“Don’t think I won’t,” He teased whilst laughing. I chuckled, that’s true, he would flirt with any girl.

“I dare you to say a catch-up line to a guy,” I chuckled at the thought. He’d be labelled as gay for the rest of his life.

“Deal,” He laughed his head off and stood up. To be honest I didn’t expect him to do it. He was s flirt but I never took him for a fool or aloof. But I was proven otherwise.

He went up to a average looking guy with rather light jeans and I heard him ask for his phone number. I befawed at his expression, he looked horrified. He actually moved away from him and looked away.

“Why, please!” Andrew demanded loudly. The guy looked away and blushed crimmson red. It only made me laugh harder. I felt a piercing gaze demanding my attention, I turned to the side just in time to see Alex walking towards our table. Too bad only me and Andrew were sitting today, the rest of them were on a trip. This ment there was no way out of it, I had to talk to him.

I took a minute to look at his expression; he looked angry, Suprise,suprise(!)

But was striked me was his perfection. He was insanley tanned – bronze. So was everyone else on his table and they all had strong athletic builds even the girls at some rate. In physical education they always hang with people like them, never participating in any lessons or getting in trouble. They were little things but they really made me think. He stood out like a sore thumb, expecialy with his knowing gaze; like he can hear my secret discussions about him and hear my excelerating heart beat. My own personal Aoa drum.

“What the hell are you doing,” He growled his fists shaking.

Was he going to hit me?

For the first time in my life I felt a pang of fear. He looked cross; almost jealous.

He couldn’t of heard my intense flirting with Andrew could of he? No, he couldn’t of have.

“W-what?” I sluttered. I told myslef to toughen up, I had done nothing wrong.

“You have been f...” He trailed off and took several of deep breaths. Almost like he was calming himself.

“Hey,” Andrew patted me on the back. The contact sent Alex into another series of deep breaths.

I was curious. Did he get attahced to me that quickly? Or does he do this to every girl he meets?

I notced a bulking guy walking towards us quicly. He placed his beefy hand on Alex’s shoulder, and practically dragged him half way to their table. His friends were looking at me with knowling looks and some with slightly amused looks. I was confused.

“You okay,” Andrew asking looking concerned and worried. I had never seen the serious side of him before. Just the goofy but fun side, it was like a breath of fresh air.

“Yes, I think I lost my appitite,” I annoced. It seemed that Alex had a big effect on me, everyday it got even bigger until he would be able to controll me.

Would I really mind? I ponder that for a second yes I would. He was  bi-polar.

I felt an unconrollable urge to see him and talk to him, his guard was breaking down slowly but surely. I wanted to be let into his bi-polar heart where his bi-polar emotions were.

I walked to my last periouds in a state. A emotionless state. I felt a pull towards him. A pull I couldn’t fight against.

After school, I waited for him at the parking lott. I wanted an explination. I saw him opening the doors and I felt longing and something else. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, I smiled slightly. But then I noticed the red-head who was holding his hand for dear life. And I saw red, I marched across the parking lott and walked towards them.

“What the hell are you doing?” I shouted furrowing my brows in anger. The red-head smiled smugly and kissed him on the lips just for my bennefit. I felt furious and shoved her off of him with all of my strength, effectively sending her on the floor.

“Mollie,” Alex warned calmly and sent me a small apologic look. “This is my girlfriend, Ellenor.”

I gaped at him for a minute resembling a drowning fish.

“Maybe you should go, Mollie.” Alex prompted my next move “And don’t lay a finger on Ellenor again,”

I felt like a drowning fish. With the degnity I had left I gave him a dirty look then I headed to my car, ignoring the whispering and sympathic or taunting eyes of the public. I felt numb with pain; and then the tears kicked in like a pill. Making it difficlut to see past my blurry eyes. I wiped my eyes and made my way home; feeling nothing but a overpowing pang of pain and depression.

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