Quirks Of Being A Queen Bee ✔ COMPLETED ✔

Chapter Twenty-Two

I stood, glued to my spot, before I shook my head and brushed Alex's hand away. I heard him call my name, but I didn't listen. I couldn't listen.

Of course Trevor was mad. He hated Alex with a passion, so uncontrollably strong that there was no point in me doing anything to stop it. He also thought that I was, in his opinion, smart enough not to run back to Alex. But who was I fooling when I told myself that there was nothing I felt for him? Who was I fooling when I told myself that I had never loved him in the first place? Who would believe me if I had told them that Alex, to me, was the most insignificant person in the world?

The reason I said yes in that moment was because I wanted Alex's love again. I wanted to feel his warmth, to hear him laugh, to feel his blue eyes trailing on me, filled with love and compassion that would send shivers down my spine. This was the boy I'd had the biggest crush on for years and years, the one I would've given anything to just speak to me without making a cruel remark - someone I would have never expected to end up being my long-term boyfriend. Despite everything, he had chosen and fallen in love with me, the fat ass, the little girl who stuffed her face with chocolate and junk food and gunj and gained about 5 pounds just by looking at a piece of cake. The little girl who would always give him cuts in line and ask how his day was and hesitantly tried to start conversation. He was always decent about it, but he'd ended up only holding up conversation for a little, before disappearing. I deserved my happy ending, didn't I?

I could hear the heavy thumps of Trevor's angry footsteps in front of me, and I could hear them disappear into the back room. I ran after him, preparing a speech in my head. I'm sorry. He's changed. I know I shouldn't. I can't help it.

I love him.

He hadn't seemed to have noticed that I had been following him until he heard me shut the door behind the both of us. The room was dim and dark and the walls were hollow. There was just enough light so that I could see his facial features, and the colour of his hair. Not to mention his eyes.

His eyes may have been the most angry I had ever seen them. The warm, hazel colour I had known by heart since I was a child had completely transformed into a dark black coffee coloured spirals of fury. His jawline was compeltely tensed him. His normal, sweet laid-back demeanor was completely tense and shrivelled up, and his eyebrows were furrowed to the point where they were nearly touching. His lips were basically non-existent - a thin, pink line. His face was completely flushed in a dark and dangerous red. His eyes seemed to be lighting off fireworks, and I could've sworn I saw a muscle in his cheek violently twitching.

His eyes were dark, angry spirals of fury that I had never seen on him before, ones so different from the soft, hazel eyes I had grown to know so well since I was a little girl. The sight scared me, making me step back.

"Please let me explain," I blurted, as soon as he opened his mouth, probably to yell at me. My throat closed up. Trevor wasn't angry. He was furious. For the first time in my life, I had done something so absolutely unacceptable to make him this mad. Trevor, who was normally so calm, so level-headed, so sweet and nurturing and peaceful - currently looked like he was about ready to go on a killing spree.

"There isn't anything to explain, Ash." He said, in a low, quiet voice. "It's plain to see what happened."

"No, it isn't." I said. "You don't understand, Trev, he loves me." He laughed coldly.

"Him?" He asked. "He loves you? You really think he loves you?"

"He said so himself, Trev, I believe him. He's changed. He's different now, he's not-"

"Oh my God, Ashley, are you stupid? He doesn't. He hasn't changed in the slightest. He cares about you, he likes you, maybe, but he doesn't love you. You're both seventeen, Ash, he doesn't love you."

"Age doesn't have a limit with love." I snap at him.

"No, it doesn't." He agrees. "But there are indeed some people out there in the world capable of falling in love at the age of seventeen, and a guy like Alex who walks around in search of hot girls isn't one of them. He doesn't love you. He never has, he never will."

His words were like a hard, cruel slap in the face. My eyes widened to the sizes of dining plates, and I scowled at him.

"You don't know anything about me and Alex."

"Do you really think that?" He asked, looking straight at me. "He was one of the reasons that you were pulled away from me, do you think I don't know anything? Don't you remember when he dated Heidi?"

I flinched. When we were thirteen, Heidi and Alex went out with each other for about a year.

That was about the time I turned from a loser into one of the most popular people in the school, and when I still had the biggest, burning crush on Alex. It was also around this time when Heidi became my closest friend, which you can imagine absolutely tore me apart. When Heidi broke up with him I acted sad and pretended it was a shame, but I was honestly overjoyed. I was sick of playing the third wheel and watching my crush and my best friend frenching each other everytime we hung out.

When he kissed Heidi, I just thought that maybe he'd never gotten over her.

"Of course I remember that you twat," I snapped, "What do you think? It tore me apart. Watching the person I liked all lovey-dovey with someone else, someone who wasn't right for them, but he just couldn't see. He didn't see that I was perfect for him, that we were sweet, that we were wonderful." I looked up at Trevor. "He didn't realize that all he needed was," my eyebrows furrowed, "...right in front of them."

Trevor's eyes softened, and suddenly it felt like I had been dreaming for years and had just woken up. What was I doing? I didn't love Alex. It wasn't him I wanted. It never had been. It was Trevor.

I stepped forward, both of us face to face. My eyes flickered over his face. I breathed out, closed my eyes, then leaned forward, pressing my lips to his.

For a moment, we stood there, kissing, and my lips felt like they were burning, then he stepped back, wide-eyed.

"Ashley..." He looked at me. "No. That's not what I meant. I-" He scratched the back of his neck. "I care about you, Ash, I really do, it's just...not like that."

It stung. Tears welled up in my eyes and I nodded.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I don't know what came over me." I lied, shaking my head and smiling, blinking my tears away quickly. "I don't like you like that either. I'm just...confused." I sighed. My lungs burned as I tried to avoid more hot tears from forming. "I'm going to go. Bye, Trev."

He smiled at me, and I backed out of the room. As soon as I heard the door swing shut, I ran. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, away from him, and up to the bathroom. I ran in, locked the door, and slid down the wall, finally letting the tears flow.

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