The Remembering (Alex Gaskarth Fanfiction)

11. Journals

Chapter 11 – Journals

Monday.

   It was the worse day of the week and I couldn't stress enough about coming back from the weekend, which had been perfect.

   Alex and I went back to the ritual of Sunday breakfast again, and that felt beyond wonderful, but it was different.

   We weren't just friends, we were something. And in my heart, it was better than nothing. Something changed in Alex that was barely visible to the naked eye, but I saw it.

   He glowed a little when we ate our breakfast in silence on that Sunday morning, with the sun shining brightly through the windows of the Café, the smell of brewed coffee beans and freshly cooked food filled the air as we enjoyed our time together.

    But now, I was in a stinky and God awful place, it was called a class room. Alex was nowhere to be found as fat man spoke in the front of the class.

  My hand was holding up my sleepy head, trying to stay awake as my eyelids droop slowly. The steady ticking of my pencil against my desk was the only thing I could hear while everything else around me was muffled.

   I wanted Alex to be here, but he hadn't text me back or had he even told me he wouldn't be at school.

   But of course, I was thinking of Alex when I should be paying attention to my teacher. I noticed Rian turning around with a note in his hand.

   It took me by surprised when he tossed it on my desk with having the intention of not wanting to be caught.

"Alex wanted me to give it to you." He whispered, showing his overly white teeth widely.

  I nodded my head and started to unravel the letter under my desk. Alex must have hanged out with Rian before school.

Laila Rose,

I'll see you in 6th period. Can we hang out after school? Maybe your house?

   I smiled down onto the letter. There was a weird tangling sensation in my stomach. I had grown used to it but in this moment, I realized of what it really was. It was like butterflies fluttering around my stomach that couldn't 0be tamed. They came around whenever he crossed my mind and there was no way to stop them or to prevent them. It was Alex's doing with all the affection, and he was oblivious to even know he had this type of effect on me.

   He was unaware to relationships I had notice, but I was encountered with all the things I had seen in the movies and read in books. He just didn't quite understand fully of what he was doing to me.

  He had opened a door in my mind that was filled with this affection that I won't put a name on it just yet. But it was leading somewhere unknown to me. Boys are weird creatures; that was the best way to put it.

   It was finally six period, and I waited impatiently at my desk, staring at the classroom door while everyone was walking in. I had one person in mind. All I wanted was to see a brunet haired boy coming through the door that was at the height of 6'0", who was probably wearing skinny jeans and boots with his hair being suffocated by hairspray.

That was all I had in mind.

   My heart skipped a beat when I saw the exact description of the boy coming through the door. And you bet that I was grinning like a fool.

Alex took a seat next to me, giving me a lazy smile as he did so. 

  I turned my head to give Mr.James the attention that he was asking the whole class for.  His thumb was pointing to the board, "The assignment for the weekly journal entry is written on the board. I'm giving you the whole class period to write. Use it wisely."