I Am Not Interested [Francisco Lachowski & Selena Gomez]

Chapter 9

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"Your turn." I said to Clary. She looked at me confused.

"You didn't think I wouldn't ask about that one time you cried in front of me. What happened that night? You played a song and then you started crying." I said and she nodded.

"Well, on that day... I received a call..from..my dad's 5th wife who was rich by the way and told me that he died and that she found my name in his old contact book which she has also found." She said bitter.

"Wait, so she called you after she found an old contact book of his?" I asked. She nodded.

"So she didn't know that you exist?" Clary nodded once again.

"Wow" I whispered in shock. This seems too familiar.

"What about the other wives? Did they know about you?" I asked.

"Yeah the first two but they wanted me to live with them and wanted to get to know the daughter of their... precious new husband and my dad obviously didn't want that so he stopped telling them that he had a daughter." Clary told.

"Wow....My mom was the same as your dad" I added and she was surprised.

"What really? What did she do?" She asked surprised and interested.

"Well, after my dad died she of course got herself new boyfriends and lived with them. She met really nice guys that were also well off and some of them wanted to meet me like those wives of your dad but she hated the thought of living together with me and her money source and stopped telling them about me. She left me at that place I used to call home without money, food or electricity... But the question I still have is where did she find those nice men that even wanted to meet her son?" A bitter laugh left my lips but when I looked at Clary my expression immediately changed back to a serious one. Her eyes were filled with tears and in that second a tear rolled down her cheek. I cupped her face and wiped her tear with my thumb.

"It's alright. Come here." I said and pulled her in for a hug. I caressed her head and held her tight with the other hand. Clary slowly raised her hands and placed them on my back, grabbing my shirt. I suddenly felt something tingly in my stomach. It was a good feeling. Clary was silently crying. I then pulled away, she was about to wipe her tears but I held her hand and stopped her. Clary looked at me with a confused expression. I love to make her feel confused. I then wiped her tear stains she had on her cheeks and looked into her eyes. She was also looking into my eyes. My hands stayed at the sides of her face. I pulled her closer to me and she slowly placed her hand on my chest never breaking our eye contact. I looked at her lips and then up again. I pulled her so close that our lips brushed. She looked at my lips and parted hers.

"Stop Lucas." Clary looked up and pushed me back a bit. I nodded and looked down.

"Alex." I said and she nodded. I looked at her lips for a last time and slowly moved away from her, letting loose of her. We sat next to each other in awkward silence for almost ten minutes but I couldn't take it anymore.

"So uh you seem t-to like Alex a lot." I said awkwardly looking at everything but Clary. Wow, great topic to start with Evans, just great. I closed my eyes at realization.

"Y-yeah I'm...I'm also really shocked that... I was able to like someone like that. I even promised myself to never like someone but Alex just...just shook me." She said and I looked at my hands.

"So no more play time for Ms. Edwards?" I looked at her and grinned.

"Nope. So play double as hard as before because now you have to play in my place too." She said and we laughed. The awkwardness disappeared as soon as we talked, THANK GOD.