Live in the moment

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Heather's outfit for the party is on the side/top (however you're reading this).

A/N: PLEASE READ THIS! DON'T SKIP IT!

Ok, so, my birthday is today!!! :)

And what better birthday present to get than 1000 views?!

Thank you, thank you, thank you so, so much! I'm so happy! This is my second book that has reached 1K views (my first in More Than Just Friends With Benefits @mariannemaude77)

I am so grateful that I wrote this book since I wasn't sure at first.

Enough about me, on to the next episode/chapter!

Alejandro's POV

Seeing Heather made all sorts of emotions go through me.

I was relieved that she was here because her sister was driving me crazy! I was confused because she said she was not attending the party yet she is here. I was upset that she showed no emotion of my relationship with her sister--she just laughed at me and wished me luck.

Heather mumbled something under her breath as she picked up her clothes and stuffed them back into her bag.

"What are you doing here?" I breathed, snapping out of my thoughts.

"I don't know. Why would a girl be in a clothing store?" Heather replied sarcastically.

"I have no idea. Care to enlighten me?" I asked sarcastically, folding my arms.

"To buy clothes, why else would it be called a clothing store?" Heather answered, rolling her eyes.

"Wow, who would have known? I'm glad to have such a good friend to inform me on things like this," I said, heavy with sarcasm.

"We aren't friends, Alejandro," Heather shot.

"I thought you said you were not attending Owen's party," I changed the subject.

"I changed my mind. I figured that a party is what I need to take my mind off some things," Heather sighed.

"Why do you need a party when you have me to distract you?" I winked at her.

Heather did not even blush, not even a little. She just cocked an eyebrow at me.

"What are you trying, Burromuerto? You have a girlfriend,"

It was weird how my surname sounded from Heather's mouth. It rolled off her tongue so gently and comfortably. The way she said it, sounded so sexy.

"Yeah, well," I shrugged and shoved my hands into my pockets.

"Break up with her," Heather said immediately.

I blinked a couple of times to ensure that I was not dreaming.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"You heard me. Break up with her. You don't suit each other, you're not compatible for each other," Heather answered.

Heather had a point there, but I wanted to know why she wanted me to break up with Hilda.

"I will break up with her," I started and Heather began to exhale.

"That's great-"

"If you tell me why you want me to,"

Heather sighed for the umpteenth time and ran a hand through her black, silky hair.

"Because you're not good for each other," Heather said in a soft voice.

"Oh, so who's good for me?" I asked, a small smile making its way to my face.

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