Addicting

Eye Opening

Bob's note: I'm not gay. Stop shipping.
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Asher's POV

I wake up from a blissful sleep.

Today is the day.

The day I fix everything. I look over at my alarm clock. The numbers 10:00 A.M. flash at me as I rub the sleep out of my eyes. Sitting up in bed, I squint to block the sunlight from hitting my eyes and suddenly every single thought of Maya and Lexie comes back full force. I can't help but groan, laying back down on the bed.

Of course I'm looking forward to patch things up with Maya and Lexie, but I still can't shake this gnawing feeling in my stomach.

The feeling of guilt.

I close my eyes, not wanting to face reality just yet.

But the image of Maya's beautiful face stares right at me. And it switches to the image of the hurt look after finding out I have a girlfriend.

I feel dirty.

What kind of shitface cheats on their girlfriend like that? Lexie wouldn't do this to me, at least not that I know of.

I sigh in frustration.

Lexie.

I think about how her unruly red hair falls limply in front of her chocolate brown eyes as she laughs. And when she smiles, she reveals the most cutest dimples.

And the first time we kissed...I could practically count every one of her little freckles. I love those freckles.

I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. My smile fades a bit as I think about Maya.

Well she's got brown eyes too, but they're darker, deeper..and just as beautiful. When she gets nervous, she twirls a lock of hair between her fingers. It's pretty adorable..

Ugh.

Why can't I get these two out of my head?

Maybe the real question is, why do I keep thinking about Maya in this way? I should only be thinking about the love of my life right now. Not some other girl. She doesn't mean anything to me..I think.

Maya's just a friend.

Nothing more.

The trees outside sway across the window, creating shadows on the walls.

Why the fuck can't I get either of these two out of my head? Lexie. Maya.

They both mean something to me and now I can lose them both. That's why I have to set things straight right now. Starting with Lexie and ending with an improved project from Maya.

Stop stalling, asshat.

My stomach grumbles, whining for food. I slowly get out of bed, checking through my phone for text messages.

DAD: Call me

LEXIE: Text me the time and place

MAYA: Meet at my place around 10:30

XANDER: Hey, Lexie texted me saying...

UNKNOWN: Masher Masher Masher

UNKNOWN: Hey Mike, your car insurance...

Ew, junk messages. My name isn't even Mike. And what the-

What is a Masher??

I just shake my head in disapproval.

Idiots.

I text back Lexie first as I walk on the cold tile floor to the kitchen. I automatically take a tv remote and turn it on. The local news blares softly in the background.