What We Wanted...

CHAPTER 8

Alexiana's outfit.

"ALEXIANA DIANA BLACK, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU HAD A BOYFRIEND." Amanda practically screams through the halls of the house.

I instantly jolt out of my bed and swing my bedroom door open.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT." I scream back equally as loud.

"First mind your language and two there is a handsome young lad waiting for you downstairs." Did I mention that Amanda is British.

I looked at the clock and realize the time. "Fuck" I say before running back into my room for quick shower and get dressed.

After that I ran into the living room and kicked Lyndon on his shin. He let out a small groan and smirks at me.

"You fucking asshole. Why did you come so early?" I say crossing my arms across my chest.

"You know that's not any way to greet your boyfriend." He says in a smug tone. As Hus eyes divert to my chest, and I quickly remove my arms.

"So hormonal." I snarl.

"Not hormonal, just your average sexy looking teenage boy." He smirks.

"Shut up, you wanna have breakfast." I ask and he smirks at me.

I just shake my head at him and walk into the kitchen and sit at the counter to eat my breakfast. When Amanda walks into the kitchen she gives me a small smile.

"Umm Amanda... where's breakfast." I ask already hearing my stomach grumbling. Lyndon laugh at this and I ouch his shoulder.

She just simply shrugged her shoulders.

"We are going out." Lyndon's grins.

"Fine." I say as I grab my purse and storm to his car, when I'm hungry I'm moody.

When he enters the car he just chuckles and shakes his head. He pinch's my cheek, and I smack his hand away immediately.

"What's wrong gold." He asks with amusement evident in his voice.

"What's wrong, whats wrong, what's wrong is that you waltzed into my house early in the morning wake me up on my off day, deprive me of my breakfast and then you have the nerve to ask me what's wrong." I say all I one breath.

"You already knew I was coming." Was the smart ass comment he replied.

"Argh, why are you so smiley" I scream an slapped his arm repeatedly as he drive s with one arm and the other he used to try defend him.

"Babe I don't think that's a word." He teases, I glare at him and start poking him on the side.

"Gold could you stop your gonna cause us an accident." He says while laughing.

I slumped back in my seat a look out the window and as we fell into silence. Soft music the only sound being heard in the car.

"Hey gold." He says softly.

"Yeah." I reply, just from his tone I can tell he wants to say something.

"Who was that woman in the picture." He asks unaware of the affect those simple words has on me.

I let out a deep sigh and look at him.

"Its a long story." I say in a low tone.

"It's okay you don't have to tell me."

I look at him once more and let out another sigh. I don't know why but even though I only known Lyndon for a couple of weeks even though we didn't really interact. I felt like I could trust him, And plus it is never good to bury your true feelings otherwise it will all come out at once and cause a huge explosion, one that will damage you and people around you.