Fighting Against Lilac Love (FALL)

chapter two- Shades of Grey

Please, stop that twinkle twinkle little star crap. He wasnt a damn star. He was the freakin sun- Christelle

Christelle POV
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I stared into endless pools of shades of grey. Oh my fucking god. His legs were under mine, strong arms around my waist and my hands on either side of his head. I gazed down into his confused mismatched eyes.

That was one thing that drew me to him...his eyes.. one was a darker inky grey...so stormy.. but his right eye was light...so very light. I gulped, my eyes zooming in on his oh so perfect mouth. He should be condemned in hell. I think he was cast out of heaven for his damn looks. His dark silky hair and adonis shaped body.

That I was currently ontop. Oh holy hell...if hell was even holy....excuse me but im not very religious .I snapped out of my daze and hurriedly got up, unplastering myself from his delicious body. His warmth disappeared leaving me craving for something I shouldnt. His cheeks were flushed from the early morning summer sun as he blinked up at me from long dark lashes. Damn him!!!!

"Im so sorry Sean! I was in a rush." I said quickly, eyeing the way his dark fitted jeans was low on his waist and shirt sticking to damn defined chest and midriff. I glowered down at this perfect human. He should be illegal. He frowned up at me in a cute way.

"Sure..?" he asked. I rolled my eyes, my retort held in check by the hootering outside. I stared him down...which he already was. He stared right back. I sighed, breaking eye contact and walked out of the door leaving him on the floor.

I hurried to Laurens pink convertible. She glared at me as I closed the door. "What are you wearing? Is it some ones funeral? Who died?" she hissed, giving a heated look of disdain to my choice of clothing. I shrugged, giving her a lazy grin of self contempt. She always tried to doll me up. Said I had hidden potential somewhere deep in the dark. "My neighbours dog is in a coma...it looks bad. Please send prayers." I murmured, she clicked her tongue in annoyance, stomping on the gas.

I held a snicker as she sped passed people who was shooting her the favourite finger. "Oh shove it, you miserable humans!" she shouted as she passed a cussing man. Lauren was a beauty, I wouldnt lie or judge. Her dark cherry hair emphasises her personality, wild and rebellious but her soft baby blue eyes were something that made you feel assured and safe. She was petite and maintained a slim body which she loved dressing in glamorous trends.

We arrived in school just two minutes before the bell. "You will rise up to my expectations Chris. You will look decent one day. If its the last thing I do." she vowed in the middle of a bustling parking for students. I rolled my eyes, "Dreams eventually fade Laury." She snorted, but didnt comment. Thats what I thought. Heatherton High was something else. Huge, dark and mysterious. Like some spell hovering above its surface....i blinked up at the four stories rising as if trying to kiss the sky.

Dark, black like bricked walls and spiralling stairs. It was like a fairy tale castle except it was dark and dangerous. Lauren snapped her fingers in front of my dazed face. "Are you just going to stand there ogling at the school or are you going to shake your ass and go?" she asks with a glare.

I smile sheepishly, trailing behind the click of her 5 inch high heels. Her pink flaring skirt ended just a few inches above her knee, a tucked in white shirt topped off with her black throw over jacket. I sighed at myself. I was just a normal girl...my eyes as dark as the colour of my hair..black. People often called me the dark goddess of death because of my pale complexion, dark lashes and rose red lips. Everything was dark with me. And I liked it like that. Change was for bitches anyways.

"Chris!!" A deep husky voice purred. I turned and smiled. "Jason." I murmured, his arms wrapping around my waist tightly his blond curls nestled in the curve of my neck. He was tall. Taller than me and that said a hell of a lot considered my long legs, I was well above average height for most girls. He pulled back and beamed his very Jason-charming smile.

His green eyes danced with intent. He was cupids son. Sweet talker and totally prince charming material. I know you must be wondering who the hell is Sean to me. Well, lets break it down shall we? It was four years ago where my heart got trampled down by my infamous crush...he broke my heart and he didnt even know it...and I meant to keep it that  way, I thought determinedly.

As for Jason...he had a cheating girlfriend, Mia, and he discovered the hard truth by walking in on her doing a very shameful act...ahh...dejavu...we met during freshman year and he was best suited for what I was looking for in a guy.

One thing led to another, we went on a couple dates and BAM we're together....deep down I know he still cares for her...Miya....and I wont judge because I'm still fighting unwanted feelings for Sean. We help each other with the pain.

He swooped down and kissed my cheek. "I missed you." he mumbled, inhaling my hair deeply.

I smiled up at him, "Missed you more, cupcake," I pinched his cheek where his dimples would be. Gosh, his dimples were so damn adorable. He smirked down at me, green eyes twinkling. I smirked right back. He leaned down for a kiss but just when our lips could make contact, some one pushed passed us.

Sean looked way suspicious with his eyes dead straight, mouth in a tight line. But what made me realise he was the one was because of the stupid tingle that always seem to take over me when ever he even brushed passed me. Jason stared with hard eyes at Sean. "If he has a problem with me all he needs to do is say the word." He seethed. I frowned at Seans back. I wonder what he's problem was...

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Hehehe Jason or Sean?

And why?

Love,
Ab kitty.