the broken hearted girl

chapter eight - i forgive you, because you brought us closer together.

alysha pov,

how could they do this to me?

you just don't sleep with your best friends exboyfriend!

"alysha, it's not what it looks like." jacob began,

"save it." i shook my head,

"why does it even matter? your not going out with jacob anymore alysha." maisie pointed out.

"it matters, because he's my exboyfriend! and you don't just go round doing that, i mean you could of at least told me you liked jacob, or you wanted to hook up with him."

"well um, it was.. unplanned."

unplanned. oh please. that has got to be the worst excuse ever, do they really expect me to buy that?

"just shutup, your both as bad as each other."

"whats the big deal alysha?! you've had your fun with him, so i wanted to see what kept you dating him for so long, and now i see why you stayed with him."

What the fuck? please shutup.

she thinks that kept me with him?!

i stayed with Jacob ,because he was a sweet guy.

"Maisie, you.. you've got it all wrong, your-" i couldnt think of a word to use which described her.

then i walked downstairs, nathan followed me,

"alysha let me take you home."

"no. i came here for a party and thats exactly what im going to do!"

"whats going on?" a deep voice asked,

"oh its alysha. shes a bit, um upset . im just going to give her a lift home." nathan replied.

"i'll take her man, you stay here and get laid. no worries."

jay.

it was jay.

"no i don't think its a good idea, dude. just i'll take her-"

"-nathan its fine, i'll be okay, me and Jay need to talk, i'll text you or something." i told him,

he nodded, and walked back over to the crowd, where girls were surrounding him, but he showed no interest in them at all.

he must be really pissed off about Maisie, espically because he fancied her, and jacob got together.. i don't think thats going to go down well.

i got into jays car,

"um are you okay to drive and everything. i mean have you consumed to much alcohol?"

"the way you talk alysha-"

"-hey! don't. just answer my question.."

"okay no, i've had one drink."

then he started driving, but in a completely different direction to my house?

"um jay, where are you taking me?"

stupid question alysha.

"my house."

"why?"

"because i want to talk to you."

"we can talk now."

"i don't want to talk now."

cocky, aggorgant, annoying, yeah thats totally my type!.

why does he want me to go to his house?

i fancied him, for ages, and he didn't even realise it, in fact he didn't give me the time of day.