Skater Boy

I love to hate it

It was Monday and I  was currently sitting in class listening to the teacher drown on about useless things that are suppose to eventually in the future help us. With the teachers monotone ringing with the same boringness I was feeling. I doubted this information with be useful in anyway. So I tuned out his voice and traveled into my thoughts. No longer caring but then again, I never did in the first place.

 I sighed, and deep, tired, bored out of my mind sigh as I sat waiting for the bell to ring signaling for lunch to start. Not like I was hungry or anything. I just needed a break. I didn't want to be at school. My mind was all on the excitement of getting to see my aunt. I missed her.

 So much that when ever I went home I was filled with despair when silence met my ears. I wanted to hear her contagious laughter ringing through the house and a warm hug that would comfort me like no one else could. I missed family time and being in the company of someone I love.

 I resisted the urge to drool as I sat in my desk. I glanced at the clock and was satisfied to find the bell would ring any second now. When the bell finally echoed around me. I jumped out of my seat and left the classroom not even waiting for the teacher to dismiss me. I went outside and sat under a tree despite how cold it was outside.

 I could already feel the familiar tingling sensation of the cold hitting my skin and the numbness that fallowed after. I loved the winter. Everything about it. I loved the cold. Hated the heat. I would rather snuggle in blankets in search of warmth then be in the heat with nothing to do but drown in my sweat.

 But that was just me for some reason people think other wise. Why? I have no clue.

 I would choose winter over summer any day.

 I glanced up and saw Harrison approaching me. I have to admit he looked rather sexy with his hands in his the pockets of his jeans and the beanie lazily put on his head. Hair tousled and messed in a way that looked effortlessly handsome. He came over and and sat beside me. Bringing his gaze to rest on my face.

 "Not eating?" He asked.

 I shrugged, "I"m not hungry." It seemed I never was. I never really had a big appetite but what ever small amount of one I have is very little to none. I bet it had a lot to do with my depression.

 "Your never hungry." he stated.

  His stare back at me was flat and didn't hold any emotion.

"You need to eat, Alice."

"Look, I eat when I'm hungry and I am currently not hungry at the moment. I not trying to starve myself, so drop it." I said irritated.

 Silence passed between us and I was relived I got him to shut up. I hated when people were concerned about me when I was none of their business to worry about. But yet I couldn't help the warmness that spread through me when I knew someone cared about me. I loved to hate it.

If that made any sense at all.

 Harrison dropped his head on my shoulder leaning on me and sighed. " Alicccceeeeeee." he drawled out. " I'm cold." He whined like a three year old. I tried not to smirk at his childishness.

 "Then go inside."

 "But the cheerleaders and cocky football players scare the shit out of me." He whimpered.

  I looked down at him incredulously and burst out laughing when I saw him grinning at me. He was acting like such a dork but it was nice. It lightened a mood and brought a smile to my face.

 He stretched his arms around me holding me tightly to him. " That's better." he whispered. His body was tense and when he knew I wasn't going to push him away. He relaxed and molded to my body.

I tried to ignore the way the warmth spread through me and how my heart beat picked up at a faster rate at our closness . The way tingles and butterflies burst into my stomach dancing with the blood racing through my body. I hated that everything felt so right and how I had no energy to push him away because I was content in his arms. So I let myself stay there and enjoy the comfort of being in his arms. I pushed aside what I was feeling and hoped just hoped that whatever I was feeling wasn't something serious.

 But I knew friends didn't feel this way.

 And I couldn't let anyone close to my heart, again.

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