Undeniable

Chapter 4

Undeniable Chapter 4

Just my luck, huh?

Yeah! There stood the one person that I didn’t want to see right now, knowing I could cry at any moment. Fudge, fudge, fudge! I yelled internally.

Draco Alzaren. That one person! Draco! Okay, maybe I’m over thinking this… I looked down and then back up to his face. Nope; not one bit.

“Uh- hey.” Could this feel more awkward?

I replied, “Hey, Draco.”

“What are you doing here?” he asked. I was wrong: it could get more awkward.

“I’m with them. They came to console me after your butt hole move the other day, so we decided to come here today.” I high fived myself for my honesty.

He shyly touched his neck and looked away. He creased his eyebrow in that highly sexy way. “I’m really sorry about how I acted. Can we talk away from the entourage we have here?”

“Uh- sure.” I looked over to Daisy and Jerry and they both nodded, understandingly. I stood up, handed Draco his soccer ball to which he threw at his other friends: Carlisle, Gary, and four others. He told them he’d be back and they didn’t even respond.

I walked randomly in a direction I payed no attention to. Draco followed me, standing at my side. I was looking down, afraid he’d try to see my vulnerability.

“Are you okay?” he started out.

“Oh, I’m great! Can’t you tell?” Yeah! Awesome sarcasm, Geena.

“Look, I acted like a jerk but it still doesn’t change the meaning of my words. I’m not attracted to you.” He spoke honestly, which I loved yet hurt at the same time.

“I know that! I heard you thousands of times the first time you said that. It’s haunted me. You held no mercy or sympathy for my feelings. And then you just walked away like it was-,”

He cut me off: “I know! I know! And I couldn’t stop thinking about my ruthlessness. I am sincerely sorry for acting like a duck. I mean it.”

“Forgiven. I just don’t understand why you did that to me then, and now you’re apologizing like it’s nothing.” His eyes were beautiful. They had a glossy shine to them, which I’m guessing is from his sincerity. My emotions were so haywire! I was depressed when I told him, then sad about the aftermath, leading with happiness from my friends and then back to sadness. As of that moment he wanted to talk to me, I am giddy, nervous, scared, vulnerable, all the emotions I haven’t had in the past few weeks.

“I want to ask something of you. And I want you to keep an open mind.”

Oh great; what could he possibly want? “Okayyy?”

“I want us to be friends, spend time together til you get over this menial crush on me, and then I want us to separate.” The nerve of this kid!

“How in the hell is that going to work!? Do you understand how stupid of an idea that sounds right now? I can’t get over you by spending more time with you!” I yelled.

“No, just listen. I don’t mean more time as in like romantically. I mean time as in the friends we used to be: continuing on how were going. Look at it my way. I had no idea what you were going to tell me and then when you dump all you gooey emotions on me like a bucket of hot coals, I had no idea how to respond. It is weird. I don’t really get that feeling often! So what, I don’t like you? I don’t want to lose a friend over it.” He finished and by the time he stopped talking, I was so confused.