Alex's POV
Dylan was meant to pick me up but after yesterday, I didn't want to see him. He was just a distraction and I wanted to focus on my A-levels. I leave the house 10 minutes early in order to avoid him.
I walk into school with my head down. I really don't want any drama today.
"Look its Slutty Alex." Said a random voice in the corridor. The crowded hallway burst into laughter. I roll my eyes at them. It isn't even funny.
Looks like the day is going to be fun. Note the sarcasm.
I quickly make my way to my class and ignoring everyone. Jake hasn't bothered me since school started but I knew I shouldn't get too happy because something is going to wrong today. I can feel it.
I decide to sit at the back today because I know I won't be able to concentrate today. I hate school. I hate Dylan and I hate myself.
I stare into space when suddenly someone snaps their fingers in front of my face. I flinch in surprise and see which donkey thought to scare me was a good idea. I'm greeted with a sexy face which I detest at the moment.
"Hi, Cupcake, you didn't wait for me to pick you up this morning," Dylan says innocently.
"Hi." I keep my response short and simple.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you after our date." He says with a dreamy look on his face.
"Oh, I'm sure you couldn't stop thinking about me. Is that why you had a fuck buddy over not even an hour after our date?" Sarcasm lacing my voice.
"How did you know?" At least he didn't deny it.
"It's nothing. Forget it." I say with a sad smile.
He stares into my eyes and I feel like he is trying to read my soul. His face falls and I think he put two and two together.
"Shit! I am fucking awful! I'm sorry. I couldn't stop thinking about you. Your laugh, your smile, the way you fiddle with your fingers when you're nervous, everything was haunting me and I needed a distraction. You were making me go crazy. In a good way." He whispers the last part.
I feel tingles go down my spine and the familiar feeling in the stomach from yesterday erupts back. I blush at his words.
"How many cuts did you do?" He asks in a soft tone.
"4," I reply in shame. I really am pathetic.
"I promise from now on, there will be no girl over. I will make sure to be there for you. Whenever you need me."
I am shocked that Dylan is making such a huge promise for me. I look at him with wide eyes and my mouth gaped open.
"Why would you sacrifice your everyday day life for me?" I say with disgust laced around 'me'.
"Because you are something else. You haven't thrown yourself at me like everyone else in the school has. You look at me like a normal person, not the rich dude who has the perfect life." He says with happiness in his eyes. I could see he said the truth.
I smile knowing that I am the cause of his happiness. Before I can say anything the lesson starts.
After the lesson.
"Dylan Knight, please see me when everyone has left." The teacher states loudly.
People start walking out and Dylan and I are the last one to leave.
"I'll wait for you," I say and walk out.
A few minutes later a sad-looking Dylan walks out.
"Hey what happened?" Concern evident in my voice.
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The Dare
Teen FictionAlexandra Winter, a sassy, intriguing and independent 17 year old who is a little too good for her own good. She has the perfect grades and curves yet is always trying to find flaws within herself. Just about to start Year 13 and only has one mindse...