Trust Issues

Chapter 1:

A/N: she might seem kinda like a stalker in the beginning but this is just how it begins, it will start adding up later:)

My car signal lights flash as I take a right turn to McDonald's. I find an empty parking slot and quickly position my car. With the control of only one key turning out of the slot the engine is shut off.

My hands land on the handle of my car door and open it before something catches my eye and quickly slam it shut again. You have got to be kidding me. Why? Why can't I go a day without seeing him? Even if he is not present in my eyes, thoughts of him always invade my mind.

I glance at the reer view mirror to see if he's still there.Yep. There he is. The beautiful guy with hazel brown eyes. The guy who I can't, for one second, get my mind off of. His dark hair is usually styled up into a quiff but now it has a different look to it. It is cut slightly short from the sides but is long in the middle letting it drape over his forhead. It looks like he didn't even bother fixing his hair, like he usually does with hairspray or gel, but it still looks hott on him. Shut up Anne, remember the promise.

I erase those thoughts from my mind and place my hand on the car door, ready to open it again.

I'll just go straight in there, get my food, and get back to Diamond's Publishing, where I currently have an internship.

The only problem with this plan is that he is standing right in front of the entrance of the restaurant having a conversation with Luke. There is absolutely no way I am getting in without being unnoticed.

I get one last glance of him out of the reer view mirror. Luke is talking to him but he seems uninterested in the conversation. He seems to be dozing off, just nodding along to whatever the conversation consists of. He almost looks...sad? But that can't be, he's always been the type to be festive, always joking around, going out to parties and getting tipsy with his friends.

A girl with pretty blonde looks at him and she offers a glowing smile and a wink. I feel a tinge of jealousy but quickly brush it off when he only gives a small smile and turns away. She frowns in disappointment but shrugs it off then keeps walking into the restaurant with her friends.

I open the car door and walk across the parking lot. Right now he is looking away so I have a small chance of getting in without being spotted.

But no luck is with me. He turns his gaze to me and I see his eyes light up to the bright hazel color they are, no longer dark and aching. I break eye contact by quickly looking away. I'm guessing he heard the click of my heels as I was walking on the pavement.

He turns away from Luke and starts walking up to me. Damn me for wearing heels today!

I stop my movements as I reach the side walk. I pull out my phone from my top and see that I only have 15 minutes for lunch now. I hear a low chuckle coming from only a few feet in front of me.

"What's so funny?" I ask, annoyed expression clear on my face.

"Still haven't gotten over the habit of keeping your phone in your bra, huh? You know some perve could have just seen you taking your phone out from there?" He answers.

"Oh, you meen like you?" I smirk.

"Your still as teasing as ever aren't you Annabelle?" I hate when he uses my full name and he knows I do to. I am more comfortable with either the name Anne or Belle but normally not Annabelle.

"Alex, I'm still not over what you did," I say ruining the teasing moment we have begun.

"I know Anne, " his glossy eyes meet mine, "I'm sorry, It wasn't my intention to hurt you I sw..." I cut him off.

"Please, Alex, stop making excuses. I saw what you were doing. I'm not some stupid girl that will just get back together with you just because you come running back and say sorry! You've said sorry way to many times and it doesn't help anything!" I take a few seconds to calm down before speaking again. "You have made it clear to me that I should move on and I have," I say simply, when my heart is actually pounding inside. I push him aside and continue walking torwards the entrance of the fast food restaurant but something stops me. Alex catches my wrist and spins me around so that our chest are touching.

"How can you say you've moved on when I can see it through your eyes that you still have feelings for me!" I flinch a little at his tone. "Sorry," he takes notice and lets go of my wrist. I back up a little so that we are no longer touching. He rubs the back of his neck, as I came to know that he does when he's nervous.

"Anne you know I don't go a day without regretting what I did," his tone softens, "I don't go a day without remembering the expression you had on your beautiful face when you saw my mistake. I can't go a day without knowing that what I did hurt you so bad it brought tears to your sparkling brown eyes . And I can't go a day without remembering," he grabs my hands in his and I don't protest even though I probably should, "how it feels to hold your hands," I didn't realize how close we have gotten. His lips near my right ear as he whispers, "and I can't go a day without remembering how it feels to be near you like this." He looks down at me, focusing on my eyes, his hands still entwined with mine.

"This past month and a half has been hell. It seems like years have passed without you," he says, his voice hoarse.

I stay silent. Unable to find the words to reply. We stay silent like this for a while, both looking through each other's eyes.

I would have never thought to see Alex like this, almost...vulnerable? I just can't forgive him for what he did to me. He broke me. That girl was sitting on his lap. He didn't even protest to take her off. He was straddling her on his lap, encouraging her by putting his palms on her thighs. She was giggling and he seemed to have forgotten all about me, his girlfriend, who was abandoned at the party to mope in my own tears while he was accompanied by some other girl.

Typical reason to break up, huh? But right now his words seemed so sincere. I don't know what to believe or if I should even trust him again with my feelings. He tried to blame the alcohol but what could I know?

Ever since that day I promised myself that I would move on and forget about the beautiful guy standing, not even inches away, in front of me. What he's saying right now is making it hard for me to keep that promise.