Scars of your love

Chapter 26

The club is buzzing with the students who are, more than ready to have a good weekend. The club is primal and pumping. The music is pounding through the darkened space. The air is humid, quickly removing the traces of cold and making me sweat. I remove my thick coat and clutch it in my hand and move inside. Students are grinding against each other on dance floor.

I search the booths before my eyes fall on the person who increases my heart pace.

Alex. In flesh. He laughing in a carefree manner on something a buzz cut is saying. Logan and Vivian are also there. The scene is looking like it has been taken from GQ magazine. It should be a crime to look so perfect even in here where sweat is already glistening on my exposed skin.

As if he can sense my presence, Alex turns his head to find me at the entrance. The second our locks with each other the atmosphere changes drastically. Since the kiss in the forest, the attraction between us has been intensified a hundred times, now is also no exception. It's like time has gone still and all other things are irrelevant. Just Alex and me.

But soon- sooner than I like- the moment is lost. The ocean blue eyes which were full of joy are now turned into cold steel blue. His face is now rigid, masking all the emotions. I don't have to know the reason, as the reason itself wraps his arms around me and gives a bear hug.

Looking at Alex poker face, is making me furious. I hate it whenever he detaches himself from all the feelings. This only fuels my anger towards him.

Fuck him!

I wrap my arms around Paul's neck while still looking Alex and hug him back.

"I thought you gonna stood me up." He whispers softly in my ear.

"Nah. I wouldn't do that to you."

"I am really that you came tonight."

"Me too." I lean back and kiss Paul on the check.

I make sure that Alex is seeing us while I do that. I want to make him feel the same way I felt while he was with that bitch. It is confirmed by the continuous twitching of his jaw. My inner evil side smiles victoriously. I know it is silly and childish to do but it is satisfying as hell.

Paul takes me to the pool table where Ali and Sean are playing - making out. I see some familiar faces but can't place their names. Ali calls the shots for all of us. Before I know I am on my third. I know I should slow down. But I have every right to get drunk.

1. This was one shitty past weeks.

2. I feel like I have broken up with my boyfriend- which really isn't the case.

3. Most importantly I hate that I am within reach of Alex but really can't be near him.

See I have not one but three reasons to get drunk. All the while I feel Alex eyes on me and it makes me drink even more. I know I shouldn't get so drunk but you can't really blame me. My bladder feels like it is going to blast so I move to the ladies room on unstable legs.

Someone grabs my arm and drags me all the way to the corner of the club. But I don't panic when I see the person. As if I waited for this moment all this time.

Alex.

It's like my body responds to him before my mind. My body is so attuned to him. As if I know him all my life rather than these past few months.

He pushes me to the wall and pins me with his body. Once again his mouth is over mine. This takes me by surprise. He never does what I expect him to do. Our tongues explore the territory that is each other mouth. The sweet taste of his mouth is intoxicating. His hand moves to my back and the other on my face to hold me in the place.