Your Just A Day Dream Away (On Hold)

Chapter Six

~Alex's POV~

I stared back at my dearest friend in disbelief and slight excitement, my mouth hung open as I began to process what he told me.

"He's here..?" I asked in a hushed tone. Aside from the previous excitement that bubbled in my stomach the was a nagging feeling in the back of my mind, speaking in tongues of how I'd make myself look a fool...or how no one could ever like me-us.

I shook my head to try and get rid of the thoughts that seemed so content on ripping my limb from limb..eating its way out of me.

I wouldn't let it..not again.

A hand on my scrawny shoulder brought me back to the present time. I looked up to the face that the hand belonged and was met with a pair of concerned eyes looking me up and down. "..Come on Alex, he's in my room." I smiled- it was fake and forced as they usually were, but a smile all the same.

He skipped up the steps leaving me a few feet behind due to my turtle-like movements.

Matt turned around with a crooked smile and ever so gently whispered the regular nothings I had long since been accustomed to. But I did hear "Your princess awaits.." audibly enough to roll my eyes and blush.

He quickly slipped into his room  with a seconds hesitation I finally put my hand the doors knob.

You can do this Gaskarth..just-just  play it cool...

I turned the knob and confidently entered the room, that of course was until I tripped over one of the hundreds of shoes that are scattered about and went face first on the messy bedroom floor.

I so did not just fall right...? 

Wrong, you did, and now Jack will never go for someone as clumsy as you.

I give up!!! I was in the same position I had fallen in mainly because of the embarrassment I felt for having managed to do the one thing I had- above all others, swore not to do.

I heard the awkward sounds of forced coughs and intakes of breaths that I knew was Matt trying and failing to hold in his laughter. Dickhead....

I pushed myself from up off the ground, my arms shaking from such a simple  physical exertion. I felt the heat spread through my neck and across my cheeks, silently and carefully I sat down next to Matt. I was pouting like a small child would when embarrassed and acted like one facing a great deal of shame.

Head hung low.

I heard the sound of bed coils sinking down in the space that wasn't occupied by the Dickhead.

My eyes looked up from underneath my thick fringe and found myself caught in a gorgeous trap of vibrant brown eyes.

I felt my cheeks flush about ten times darker...assuming its possible, I probably look like my skin was swapped with that of a tomato.

We're staring at one another...I don't for him to think I'm some creep but, oh my he's beautiful...so sensual and captivating.

He's noticed, his pale complection is no longer pale but a light shade of pink has been dusted his cheeks. It was maybe the hardest thing I've ever had to do, regret and a hunger that I have never felt burst all throughout my person, but I managed to look away from the alluring creature beside me.

..Did he just frown?

How could I ever live with myself knowing I made the gorgeous boy anything less then happy. I looked up again at him again..sure enough a frown he so desperately tried to hide from me was present.

I just want to make you happy Jack, I can't explain the pull I feel towards you. but it's there. I can only begin to dream that on some level...you feel it too.