Chapter 2

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Hey! Second chapter just because I'm bored. Haha. Anyway, this may be short because I'm writing this this on my tablet so I apologize in advance!

Also, that's Francisco Lachowski playing Alex, isn't he just adorable?! He's so yummy! *drools* Oh, and I know he has brown eyes, but I would die if he had green eyes, so in the story he does. Just think of them as contacts, kay? And the last picture was Scarlett Johansson playing Elena, she's a L'oreal model if you didn't know and somehow her look seem to fit Elena even though I first thought of her as having lighter blonde hair. Anyway, she's pretty, right?

*clears throat* Okay, back to business.

(sorry for any spelling/grammer mistakes)

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Elena's POV

"Alex, wake up." I whispered into his ear. I knew he probably wasn't even sleep, but I just had to do it. I loved the feeling of being close enough that I could whisper to him. He didn't open his eyes but a smile came to his beautiful features.

"Yes?" He asked, one of his leaf green eyes popping open a bit. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest.

"I'm bored." I finally huffed, he opened his eyes more and sat up.

"Your 19, Elena. Can't you figure out something to do?"

"But I like doing things with you." I whined, grabbing hold of his muscled bicep. I wanted to feel more of his skin instead of the cloth of the shirt he wore, but I knew he only thought of me as a sister and if not that than just someone he is burdened to take care of.

"Fine." He said, standing from the bed and me doing the same. "How about we go for a walk, okay?" I grinned from ear to ear and nodded. He gave me a dismissive wave, telling me to get ready and he'll wait for me downstairs, seeing as I was still in my sleepwear.

I scurried to my room, having taken a shower and brushed my teeth. I put on another pair of sleepwear, thinking we weren't going anywhere today, but I guess we are.

I love Alex, there's no doubt in that but I just don't know in which way. I definately don't think of him as just an older brother. It's something more but I just don't know what it is and it infuriates me to no end. I thought of trying to do something just to see how I feel about it... and I thought.... and I thought... and decided I couldn't do it just yet, I'm to scared to. Why? Oh, well there are alot of reasons. He'll be disgusted with me for kissing him and send me back to my mother. It'll get awkward between us, which is the one thing I pray doesn't happen.

Alex is a vampire, yes. He told me on my 12th birthday. I am beyond terrified of those beings and him being one broke my heart... for a while. I hid from him for three days straight, avoiding him in anyway possible. When I finally did talk to him, he said he was very sadden by my reaction and he was deeply sorry for just dropping it on me after all the years I've been with him. I think that is what stirred my feelings a bit for him. The look in his gorgues green eyes, the frown on his plump, pink lips, the way he hugged me after.

I know he didn't mean any of it in a sexual way, but it sure felt like it.

So, until I gather the courage to do something about it, I have come to the conclusion that I am in love with Alex Thomas. I just have to see if it's true.

I sighed, pulling my hair into a loose bun, hair falling from it and framing my face in golden waves, after pulling on a floral printed shirt white shirt and kaki shorts that reached the middle of my thigh. I pulled on my white sandals and went down the stairs. Alex was waiting for me where he said he would be, looking as good as ever. (good as in yummy, people ;)

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