Aleheather (Complete)✔️

One Shot (2)

Title: What Happens In First Class, Stays In First Class

Rating: Mature (But not explicit)

Warnings: Suggestive material

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"Believe me, Heather. The only woman I want to look at is you."

Heather felt shivers down her spine. This is exactly what he wants!

She glanced at Alejandro, who was sitting in the row across from her. When he noticed her looking, he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

She glared. I invited him to first class! Of course he takes advantage of this opportunity! She turned around to look out the window.

She heard him chuckle softly and she held her breath. Fuck, that was so hot. Next thing she knew, he was in the seat right next to her.

"Heather."

Her breath caught in her throat when she heard her name slip past his lips. She desperately wanted him to say it again.

"Heather?" He granted her silent wish. But another part of her absolutely couldn't stand the way he said her name. He did this to every other girl.

"WHAT?!" She suddenly burst out and spun around angrily.

He looked taken aback, then quickly regained his composure. "Thanks for inviting me up here with you."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she muttered, trying to focus on anything else.

"Seriously. It's an honor to be in first with the best Total Drama contestant."

She gritted her teeth. Just ignore it, and it'll go away. He sighed. "I can't help but feel like...like there's this barrier between us. I've made friends with every other contestant except for you." Heather's eye twitched. "Please, would you let me know what I did to deserve this treatment, señorita?"

"Ok," she crossed her arms. "First of all, you can quit with the 'I'm so innocent' act. I know what you did to everyone and you know perfectly well that I do. I thought I made that pretty clear to you after the Amazon challenge. Need a refresher?" She asked sarcastically.

He laughed. "No, I don't believe that would be necessary. I'm not an airhead like Lindsay."

"You're right. You aren't. And neither am I. So why don't you just give it up? As long as I'm here, no one else is going to win."

His lips curled into a dark smirk. "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, Heather." She shuddered at the emphasis on her name.

Unfortunately for her, Alejandro noticed. I finally found her weak spot, he thought. "You like when I say your name, don't you, Heather?"

"N-no!" Her cheeks were flushed.

"Don't lie. I know you want me. Everyone wants me. And pretty soon, even you won't be able to fight it anymore."

Oh, that is so it!

She took her hand and roughly pushed him back against the seat before sitting on top of him, straddling his waist. She glared at him. "Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?"

Alejandro's eyes went wide and his face turned a very dark shade of red. He felt heat rush to his core. It spread like wildfire. He swallowed hard and looked her in the eyes. They were a dark silver-grey. He noticed that all her makeup was gone after a long day of challenges. She looked even better without it. He absentmindedly reached his hand out to tuck a strand of raven black hair behind her ear.