Don't you break my heart...

Don't you break my heart (Chp. 9)

“Are you sure I have to do this? Can’t I just wash your car, or do your homework?” I sat on my bed with my laptop in my lap.

“As much as I would enjoy seeing you wet and in a bathing suit, I think I’ll enjoy this as much.” He chuckled as I logged on to my Facebook.

“Please, I’ll do anything else.” I said as I glanced at the Facebook homepage.

“Do it, or I will.” He tried to grab my laptop, but I moved it.

“Just know that I hate you.” I said as I typed my latest status: James Night <3 What else can I say, he’s handsome and talented. I love him so much. I pressed the ‘share’ button and about 2 seconds later I got a notification from Priscilla. Hacked? Or is he blackmailing you?

I replied to her comment: Neither, more like a condition to accept my apology for being such a bitch.

Priscilla: Hahaha, okay. Is he there with you?  ;)

Me: Sadly, yes. What’s with the winky face? We just made up, nothing more.

Priscilla: If you say so, but remember, abstinence is key ;) 

Me: A moral you and Victor should learn. Don’t worry, James and I are just FRIENDS. And stop with the winky face woman.

Priscilla: ;)

Me: Go die <3

Priscilla: You’ll miss me too much :p

Me: If that’s what you need to tell yourself to go to sleep at night.

Priscilla: Bitch <3

Me: Aw, I love you too <3

James: Ladies, stop flirting with each other.

Priscilla: Jealous?

James: Just a tad, here Alexis is declaring her undying love for me, and now she’s flirting with her best friend D:

Priscilla: Don’t worry, I don’t mind sharing ;)

Me: Undying love? And don’t worry Priscilla there’s no need for sharing: I’m all yours sweetie.

James: What a wonderful way to break my heart </3

Priscilla: Well, I’ll leave you two with your relationship problems. I’m off to bed. Peace (:

“Undying love? Really?” I chuckled as I closed my laptop.

“Yes, I know you love me.” He smiled and flashed those sparkling eyes at me.

“In your dreams.” I plopped down on my bed, “My heart belongs to music.”

“Well with that I can’t compete. I guess I give up.” He pretended to be hurt and laid down next to me turning his head to face me. He looked at me and then sighed.

“What’s with the face?”

“Why’d you hate me so much when you met me?” he asked, “You didn’t even know me, and you just didn’t like me, why?”

“Don’t take it too personal. It’s not just against you; it’s against most guys. All guys want is the same thing and they’re all the same: they think they can get any girl they want with just a snap of their fingers and then you come, this huge British singer who all the girls were drooling over, my first impression was that you were like all the others. Guess I was wrong.”

“Why do you hate guys so much?” he gasped, “You’re not, you know…”

“Oh god no, I used to love boys. But let’s just say I learned about disappointment very early in life.”

“Not all guys are the same Alexis. You can’t judge them all just on one bad relationship.”

“I guess so. Well, I’m glad I’m getting to know you. I have a feeling we’re going to be great friends.”

***

“I guess so. Well, I’m glad I’m getting to know you. I have a feeling we’re going to be great friends.” Alexis said. Friends. That word caused a sting. Did I want to be just friends with Alexis? I guess at first all I kind of wanted was her to act like all the other girls, for her to fall madly in love with me just so I could prove that I could actually get any girl, even the most difficult ones, but now? Alexis wasn’t the same girl I met at school; she was funny and outgoing, beautiful, talented, and even though she didn’t admit, she was also sensitive. Something really terrible caused her to give up on boys, something that even though she doesn’t accept it, broke her heart.

I want Alexis to be happy. I want to show her that you can’t judge everyone based on one person who did you wrong. I want to be able to fix her heart and glue every single piece back together. I want her to feel something… for me.