I don't love you ~ C.H

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Alex

I met him during my third year of high school. I remember looking into his blue eyes and getting lost in them. His teeth were perfect and white, I liked looking at them when he smiled. His smile made my heart flutter in 11th grade. I'd get so embarrassed when he's catch me staring. He'd chuckle when he'd see my face turn brighter than a tomato. We got to talking and all I wanted to do was make him laugh. He had the most beautiful laugh I've ever heard.

He could be a cheesy high school boyfriend if he wanted to be. He always took me to this spot so we could look at the city lights of Sydney better. It was up on an abandoned building, high enough to get a view of the speeding cars and traffic lights. I remember being up there and at first feeling a little scared but then wanting to be there forever.

The first day he said he loved me, I remember sitting up against these terrible plastic lawn chairs, on top of the building with scratchy blankets hung against us both and him saying, "Alex, I love you. I know it's crazy but I do."

I didn't get much time to reply because well, let's just say somehow we got ratted out for sneaking up onto the top of a huge building that could potentially fall down.

We had such clique fights too, the typical stuff. Sometimes we had no reasons to fight they just started with bickering about every little thing.

I wouldn't take any of it back, I love him. I really do. 2 months ago, he asked me to marry him. He did it in a fast food restaurant which all my family finds strange, but for me I like how it was different.

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"Alex, babe?" I hear Dillon shout from the living room. I set down the box onto the ground in the kitchen before heading into the living room.

I see him and his friend Tyler, who in fact was helping us move in, holding the couch "any certain spot you'd like this?" He asks, he had beads of swear forming on his forehead, causing his brown hair to stick to his forehead. I glance around the room, trying to decide.

"You know, take your time it's not like we are holding anything heavy." My lanky friend Tyler says, he had a lot more sweat on him than Dillon.

I grin, "sorry, yeah I think right here should be okay for now." I said pointing up against the far wall.

"For now?" Tyler says in between breaths as they start moving to the wall, "you mean I might have to help move this again?" They set the couch down and I laugh.

"Sorry." I say in a singing voice as I head back to the kitchen. I open one of the boxes and start thinking about where silverware should be put. Honestly I wanted a spot that was convenient enough.

Dillon walks in, "need anything? Glass of water or something?" I ask as I start opening drawers and setting cups in one of them, he wraps his arms around me waist. He peppers kisses down my neck and cheek. I set the last cup down and turn around so I was facing him.

Leaning on the counter with him still holding my waist I say, "is that a yes or no?"

"I just wanted a kiss." He says with a smug smile, I lean in towards his lips but right when they were about to touch I peck his cheek.

"There you go." I chirp, I was about to turn around but he holds me tighter and a frown appears on his face as he pouts.

"That was unfair."

I stick my tongue out at him, "sorry." But in the tone of my voice, I really wasn't.

He pulls away, "you're mean."

I don't reply, just grab some more stuff to put away. Most of the day, we brought stuff into the apartment. Lunch though we had called in for some pizza and soda.

"Thanks Tyler for the help." I said giving him a light hug, he pats my back.

"No problemo, but maybe next time find someone who has a little more muscle." He laughs before ruffling up my hair, "bye Dillon! Maybe we can all go bowling sometime with Kristin!" He shouts at him.

"Yeah, see ya later man."

Tyler gives one last wave before leaving the apartment complex. I sigh shutting the door, and leaning up against it. I watched as Dillon flipped through music disks, he turns noticing I was staring, "even though we've been dating for four years and you still stare." He jokes around, he looks back down at the cds, "are these your cds?" He asks, he shows me a my chemical romance CD. I walk over and crouch down, grabbing it.

I laugh lightly, "no it was my brothers, honestly have no clue how I got this." I look at the back of the cd.

I set it back in the pile of cds he found them. I stopped collecting cds along time ago, these were all my brothers. I chuckle lightly.

My brother was a big band nerd. I wasn't into his music way too much, I heard some of the songs though when I'd pass his room.

"Is there anymore of his stuff?" I ask, Dillon wraps his arms around my waist and leans his chin on my shoulder.

"I don't know, maybe."

My brothers name was Ryan. Ryan disappeared when I was in 12th grade, he left most his stuff, the only thing that was gone was a couple clothes. My family and I haven't seen him since.

"You want to go to bed?" Whispers Dillon, pressing his lips on my jaw.

I turn to look at him, "sure." I give him a smile before pressing my lips against his, "is this a makeup for earlier?" He smirks against my lips.

I don't reply, just shut my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck, and allow my lips to move against his. He slowly places me on the ground, laying over me. He pulls away for a moment, flicking a piece of hair that was over my forehead. He pecks my forehead before leaning back in for another deeper kiss on my lips.

Okay I promised I wasn't going to make another story till some are finished but this story got me excited so I hope you guys enjoy!!