Hot or Cold

<Chapter 8>

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CHAPTER 8

(Alice’s POV)

I can’t believe Isobel would say that. Even if she was kidding, that was way too far. As if I need anything else going wrong in my life right now!? Ugh why am I so sensitive? I’m seriously crying right now. Gosh high school freaking sucks.

“Alice,” a voice says near me, “Are you okay?” Great. As if I need him right now.

“What do you want Pierce,” I say while hiding my face with my dirty blonde hair. I’m not about to let him see my red and puffy eyes.

“Are you crying,” he says while grabbing my arm, “You’re crying. Why? Please tell me? I’ll beat up whoever hurt you.” Such a jock answer.

“I don’t need your help Pierce,” I say while wiping the tears from my face and finally looking up at him, “I told you to leave me alone. I don’t want to deal with you right now.” Lies. I do want to see him, just not as a stupid jock.

“Alice look at me,” he says while caressing my cheek with his thumb, “I know you hate the person I am. But you have to understand I don’t want to deal with being known as the nerd again. I mean I see how those guys treat you and I know it’d only be a million times worse for me.” Wow. Talk about selfish.

“So instead of doing something about it, you just pretend to be like them? I can’t believe you. You act so sweet but I’m not even sure if that’s the real you. I mean, if you can pretend to be like Andrew and Dean and the rest of the guys, it wouldn’t be much harder for you to act sweet around me.” I grab his hand and put it back to his side. The instant I put his hand down, he brings it up to play with my dirty blonde hair. Guess he’s not gonna give up.

“Alright Alice,” he says while staring into my eyes, “I promise you I’m the sweet guy. But if you don’t believe me, maybe this will prove it to you.” Okay honestly what’s he gonna…

The instant his soft lips touch mine, my body freezes out of shock. Yeah I don’t do well with surprises.

“Alice,” he says while pulling back a centimeter, “React or say something. I’m not gonna do or say anything if you’re gonna be a statue.”

I stare into his gorgeous light blue eyes and bring my hand up to play with his long black hair. Not sure if it was the best decision, but at least it’s a reaction.

“Why are you making me so crazy,” he says while stroking my cheek with his thumb, “I never thought one girl could make me so insane.”

“Pierce,” I say while continuing to play with his hair and stare into his eyes, “I’m honestly doing nothing spectacular. You’re just very good at pissing me off, and I guess under all that there’s a person that cares about you.”

“I knew that already,” he says while kissing my nose, “Trust me, if you really didn’t want to deal with me, you would’ve run away when I came after you. And if I didn’t care about you, I wouldn’t have been worried about you when I saw you crying.”

“You’re so stupid,” I say while giving him a light peck on the lips, “But oh well. Guess the heart wins over the brain.”

“I guess so,” he says while returning the kiss. Okay I never thought that one person was this amazing. Sure he can be a jerk around those guys, but does it matter?

“What the hell,” that annoying voice says a few feet away, “Dude, why are you kissing that loser?” Of course this would happen. Leave it to Andrew to ruin every single good thing in my life.