Only Time Can Tell (Going through editing) ✔

Splash of Emotions (2)

I knock on the door and take a deep breath. A minute or so later it opens, and in front of me stands a seventeen-year old guy. Alexander. Saying that most people call him Alex, but me being different calls him Xander. I hate him with every fibre of my body. I have every day for nearly a year. He played with my heart and he was the one I gave it to. My first love, my first kiss, my first...he took my innocence away and he makes it his mission to make my life a living hell.

The problem is he's one of the hottest guys in the whole school. He's better looking than Jesse. That really get's on my nerves, I shouldn't even think of him that way. Jesse is my boyfriend and I love him. Xander is my ex boyfriend and I hate him. That's not complicated and it shouldn't be because I know that's what I think, but I am not sure if that's what I feel. As well as looks he also has charm, charm which could make any girl fall weak at their needs, by him showing his one million dollar smile, revealing his ever so perfect pearly whites. As he's entering his senior year, he is now the captain of the football team, therefore he is going to have all this unsaid power which comes with that title.

The song Fifteen by Taylor Swift, the one in where Taylor sings about her friend Abigail giving everything to a guy that changes his mind, and she gets dumped. Well, that's how I would describe my relationship with Xander. He would be the guy who changed his mind and last year; I was the girl who fell head over heels in love with a guy on a football team. One day he let me in and I was a stupid fifteen year old girl let him get to me. Every day since then I've wished that I could have told myself before, before I got my heart broken. I cried for days and days after, unlike Abigail who had Taylor to wipe up her tears. My best friend is Selena. Selena is Xander's younger sister, and she spends her life complaining about how much of a player he is, and I just didn't listen. Therefore, only Xander and I know what happened and every time we are alone he makes some perverted comment about it, and it gets right under my skin.

He still, after all this time, has control over me. I always feel so, vulnerable in his presence. He's 6ft 3" and I'm looking up into his pale green eyes. I feel a lump in my throat and the corner of his mouth curls up. His face is perfectly chilled and looks like it belongs in a magazine, he is slightly tanned which gives a warm glow. His hair is jet black and it is swept to the side. Their air between us had become thicker and I can feel the tension between us. Xander always makes a joke that it's just sexual frustration. He says it as a joke, but that's what he said before I fell in love with him and it turns out to be true. Our relationship was hidden from the world, but whenever we could, we would sneak a kiss here and there. He would feel me up under the table, while we had lunch. No one found out and that's why I don't understand that we were just about ready to tell our friends, our families and then he goes and ditches me with no explanation.

"Hey Dy, so, has your boyfriend come to his senses and dump you." I glare at him. This would be the comment he would make every time I saw him. He believes that I was just settling for Jesse, that I wasn't in love with him. That I was doing it all to make him jealous, which would make sense as Jesse and Xander are best mates. I knew I apart of me will always love Xander. I couldn't get rid of that emotion no matter how hard I tried, but here I was trying to completely hate him, and he knew I still had some feelings for him.

"I'm still with Jesse. Why would he dump me? He loves me." I snap at him. This causes a rather amusing expression on his face. He loves to make me mad and I hadn't been here five minutes and I was already wishing I was at home watching some bad sitcom, with a blanket wrapped tightly around me. I would be hidden from the world, but I thought seeing Selena had been a good idea, but I had forgotten Xander for the split second that I had accepted Jesse's ride. I was hating myself, as I stood her facing this boy I would love to hate, but just couldn't. He leans in closer to me and whispers.