Chapter 22

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Alec pov
I've fallen.

I know for a fact that I had fallen.

I am so downbad for her.

The fight with Colin? I had admitted to liking snob out of reflex. All the questions I had started to make sense. Her smiles, laughs and how she would just follow the flow of events without complaining had ensnared me.

The beam in her eyes whenever we did something that was new to her. It was great and all, to finally have figured out what was the cause of my frustration. Though a lingering feeling of disappointment towards Colin loomed around me.

Partly, I did feel responsible for Colin's infatuation to her. All the teasing I had done to him, must've roused something but even so. It didn't make sense to me how Colin, someone I looked at as a close friend, someone I thought I knew and never expected him to do that, went ahead and did.

I don't look miserable? Yeah right, I'm sure she said that to only comfort me for the time being. It feels shit. This feels shit, being vulnerable, showing this sad side. Fuck.

"Hey," a single tone from snob snapped me out of my thoughts, "What are you thinking about?" She asked with a smile.

The flutters within my chest sprawled out as my gaze landed on her lips for a millisecond before shifting back to her eyes. I felt heat pooling into my cheeks and a warm feeling spread in my ears. A simple smile from her had a huge effect on me after willingly admitting to myself and acknowledging my attraction to her. See? Downbad... I was downbad for her

"If you have anything more to say then say it!" She gave a reassuring smile, "Remember! I'm good at keeping secrets!" and looked adorably determined.

Again, I felt taken aback as my eyes widened slightly, freezing up at seeing her smile. That damn smile. No— Stop smiling at me. I had a feeling that if she continued to smile at me like that and told me to take on any fight, be it someone or the world for her, I would in a heartbeat.

"Uh... Think Cindy's havin a party right now, wanna sneak in?" I asked quickly to redirect any prolonged pauses I did from being distracted by her smiles.

She nodded, "Okay."

Getting up and leaving the spot I had taken her to, we arrived at Cindy's place. We went through the backyard and climbed over some pipes, roof edges and got into a room through the balcony. Using some tricks up my sleeves, I had effortlessly opened the balcony doors.

"Why are we sneaking in?" She asked.

"Hmm," shrugging, I replied, "Because I don't feel like showing up announced. I'm pretty popular you know," I grinned. Obviously, joking.

She rolled her eyes and later chuckled.

We stood in the middle of the room when someone yelled out, "EMILY!" and messed with the doorknob from the outside.

Both of our heads snapped towards the door.

"Shit, we gotta hide," I gazed back at her.

Her eyebrows furrowed, seeming perplexed, "Why?"

"Uh, if we're seen in here, mind you, a room at a house party together people will think wrong things," I paused, "Unless you want people to think that way," a smirk naturally ran across my lips.

I was honestly expecting her to glare or earn some kind of resort to an action, slapping my arm or playfully hitting me but instead her eyes were widened and her lips slightly gaped. An expression that showed she was flustered.

And I knew at that moment both of our heads were in the gutter for a millisecond. The paused gaze we held quickly made me regret my choice of words. I said that as a joke to provoke her but it seemed to have backfired at me, leaving me feeling flustered myself.

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