Alex's Story

Chapter 4

A girl barged through the kitchen door and started screaming. "Christian! What happened?!" I'm presuming they were dating, but I had no clue. I slowly let go of his hand and sat back a little.

"Nothing, I'm okay." He smiled at her. She took his head into her lap and they both talked about who knows what.

"Let me clean you up." She said sweetly. I'm not gonna lie. She was gorgeous, and I was just there. Plain old Alex.

She had dark brown hair and big brown eyes. I'm jealous, not gonna deny that. I leaned against the island as this girl and Christian went who knows where to get him "cleaned up". Is this what Christian's life was like? Why wouldn't he tell anyone? Oh that's right, because he's a guy. You know if guys were as sensitive as girls maybe this planet wouldn't be so cruel.

Boys are the ones that act all tough and wonder why no one knows what happens behind closed doors. No one knew Christian's life was like this, not even his best friends. The only people who knew was the mystery girl and I.

"Alex?" Someone said pulling me outta my thoughts. When I came back into reality there was Christian waving his hand over my face.

"Sorry, what's up?" I asked standing. The floor was rather uncomfortable.

"You think me and that girl are dating, huh?" He smirked with amusement in his eyes. His right dimple shown and his eyes became light.

"Psh, no. Well. Um, kinda." I chuckled as he busted out laughing. He clenched his stomach and was soon on the ground. This went on for five minutes until he composed himself and stood up.

"That was funny Alex, but she's my sister. Trust me the only girl who has ever had my heart is you." He smiled tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I couldn't help the blush that formed and I soon looked to the ground, but I was still unsure.

"What do you mean?" I gulped, afraid of the outcome. He knew I didn't believe him, but I don't think it was a surprise to him.

"The only girl who has my heart is you. I've liked you since fifth grade. That's why I always made fun of you." He exclaimed sitting on the counter. He pulled me by my waist so I could stand in front of him. "I know you feel the same." He said looking me deep in the eyes.

There was only one way to prove this, that the feelings are there. I put my hand on his check and the other on his neck and pulled his head down towards mine. We were inches apart and I could feel his breath on my face.

"I like you too, no that's not the right words. I love you Christian Moore. Always have." I said as I crashed his lips into mine.