A Shot Part 2- Alex Morgan

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I trusted her. I gave her my all. My best shot and she just turned her back on me. Fuck, I fell in love with her. And her being her, she just ends up running back to Servando. It's whatever though. I'm Y/N
Y/L/N. I don't let hoes or bitches fuck with my heart.

I grab my keys and hop in my car. I turn on my playlist and head to school. As I pull in my spot, I grab my stuff and exit my little Honda. I lock it and continue my walk to school.

I wave to some of my other friends and smile. I enter the building and head to my locker. I open in and set my stuff inside.

I felt a presence to my left. I turned and saw Alex standing there with her elbow leaning against the locker.

"What do you want?" I asked obviously pissed off.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I didn't mean for this to happen. You should've known though." She said and I almost lost it when she said I should've known.

"I should've? Alex, I gave you a chance. I don't give many girls, fuck that, any girls a chance. But your special, and I see that. So I said fuck it and gave you a chance. I knew I would get hurt in the end, but I tried. And you fucked it up. Not me. Not Servando. You." I said poking her shoulder hardly as she moved backwards a little.

I grabbed my Algebra book and brushed my shoulder by her. She gets me in such a pissy mood everyday with that apology shit.

I enter class and sit down. I have no friends really in this class. Marie in the back is chill, but she's a straight whore, so i would rather not associate myself near her. Sorry not sorry.

I open my Algebra book and sit my phone behind it, so Mrs. Jackson couldn't see. I have 2 messages already from Alex.

Alex Morgan: please just try talking to me
Alex Morgan: give me one more shot

Y/N Y/L/N: your delusional if you think im ever falling for you again. bye alex.

I block her number quickly and delete her contact. I'm officially physically and mentally done with her shit. It's tearing my social life apart and brining my grades down. She occupies at least 75% of my mind non-stop, so of course it's hard to think of anything else at any given time.

Oh my god, Y/N stop. Your doing it again. You obsessing over her and her perfect body. Her body oh my god. Sculpted my God himself. Her abs are stone. Her taste...

Y/N STOP!

I slap my self across the face very quickly.

"Miss. Y/L/N? Do you need to excuse yourself?" Mrs. Jackson asks and I nod.

"May I use the restroom." I ask softly and she nods. I stand up and grab the pass.

I walk down the hall and enter the bathroom. I lean on the sink and turn on the water. I lean down and splash water all over my face.

"Thinking about Alex again?" A voice from behind me scared the shut out of me.

"Holy shit Moe. Try not to scare the living shit out of me next time." I say and dry my face off.

"Sorry but you were thinking off Alex right?" She says softly and I nod.

"How do you know? How did you know?" I ask concerned.

"I just do. I'm like your sister. Y/N I've practically known you since 3rd grade, I can read signs too!" She says happily.

"Well, yes. I was thinking off her. But that's my mind. It's wild. When I'm bored it tends to roam and have a subtle party. That's all that happened." I lie and look at my finger nervously.

"Your lying." Moe says quickly.

"DAMNIT MOE. You know me so fucking well!" I yell out and she grabs my hands. I look up and meet her eyes.

"You still love Alex. And you want her. A lot. You just are convincing yourself that she doesn't deserve you when really you don't deserve her. You haven't even given her a chance. She's not actually with Servando dumbass." Moe says and I sigh.

"Moe, she is with Servando." I say sadly.

"And who told you that?" She says

"Servando." I let out.

"And you believed him! Holy shit Y/N. I knew you were gullible but believing Servando is like making a deal with the devil. Scratch that it IS MAKING A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL!" Moe says running out of breath towards the end.

I giggle a little.

"So Alex, never even...she never even got back with him?" I ask feeling guilty for yelling at her.

"No. She never got with him. She's still hooked on you for some odd reason. Don't know why she sees to be honest..." Moe says and I make a hurt face.

"Hey, I have a lot to offer you know?" I say moving my hands down my body.

"Offer it to Alex then." Moe says and I giggle.

"Alright. What should I do though. I blocked her." I say and Moe kicks my shin. I jump and grab it.

"What the fuck Moe!" I yell out.

"Sorry your just a dumb ass and do thing that end up fucking you in the asshole, so I had to get my anger out. I won't do it again." She says acting like a child.

"Moe" I say getting her attention. She whips her head to me. "What do I do?" I ask desperately.

"Well first, unblock her. Second, apologize. Third, well that's for you to figure out. This isn't my relationship. It's yours. Good day Y/N." Moe says pointing at me then walking swiftly by me. I sigh out and hold my head in my hands.

What am I going to do?

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