So guys, whomever is reading out there, I've decided throughout my chapters I will continuously be switching from Andrea to Alexander's point of views and vice versa, but for Alexander it will only really be when he is with Andrea only because this is meant to be her story. I know I haven't updated in a while, but here is a new chapter! Woohoo!
Thank you if you are reading and don't forget to fan/comment/vote. I want to hear your feedback! Thanks! Picture on the side is Andrea at the photo shoot.
-Briana ❤
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* Alexander's POV*
As we walked back to my house from the beach, I couldn't help sneaking glances at Andrea. She walked with confidence even though she had her arms wrapped around herself. Her long black hair hung in limp wet strands and she had magically been able to save her makeup from the water, unless Justin had used the waterproof supplies I had got him. I snuck a quick glance at her legs and saw that she had goose bumps. I wish I had on a warm, dry coat so that I could offer it to her, but all I had was a semi dry blanket that I put over get shoulders. She threw me a radiant smile and kept on walking. Her smile would be something I wouldn't be able to get out of my head for a long time
She had laughed so much today and I found myself laughing along with her. It was nice to hear her laugh because when I had first seen her she looked haunted and as she laughed today, I was able to see a light in her that was missing the first time I saw her again.
I'm glad that her clumsiness and fate had brought us back together again; it was starting to feel like I had never moved away. I snuck another glance at her and it looked like all the color had drained from her face and she had a scared far away look.
"Hey,"I nudged her,"are you okay?"
She snapped out of it and turned to me with a hesitant smile.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just a little cold," she shrugged it off.
"Yeah, it was probably a bad idea to get in the water this time of year. I hope we don't get sick tomorrow," I said, quickly accepting her lie. I knew something was bothering her, but I didn't want to push her to tell me anything. Hopefully, everything will be like before, when we were able to open up about everything.
"I don't think we will get sick," she said confidently.
When we arrived at my house, I immediately cranked on the heater and removed my jacket so that I could toss it on another pile of clothes.
"I better get dressed so that I could head home," Andrea announced before her cell phone rang.
"Hello?" There was a long pause as whomever was talking on the other end spoke for a while and by the sound of it the person on the other end was freaking out. "I sent you a text message to let you know where I was going to be," she let out when she had a chance and she was starting to sound flustered.
"Yes, I did. Let me check... Oops sorry! The message had failed when I had sent it. Sorry I hadn't double checked. Don't worry about it, I was just with Alexander today," when she said my I quickly turned toward her and she waved it away.
"BECAUSE, I was helping him with a photo assignment. Sorry again, I'm heading out soon, so I'll be home shortly. I'm really sorry Jason! I know I'll make sure next time. Okay, bye," when I had heard her emphasize because, I knew that Jason wanted to know what she was doing with me. Between him and her two older brothers she was well protected.
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