Denied Attraction

Denied Attraction Chapter 8

Author's notes.

This is going to be dedicated to a really close friend of mine. They've been going through a rough time and I want them to know that we're all here for them. Love you! Stay strong!

-Moncheto

JULIO'S POV

I made my way down the hallway in the school. Guys all moved out of my way when they saw me coming, chin raised and a dangerous smirk playing on my lips. The girls, who were shy, backed away and made room for me and the girls that put out, clearly didn't bother to hide the fact that they were checking out my tanned body. I wore a fitted shirt that outlined the muscles of my body clearly and jeans that hugged at my waist.

I winked as I made my way passed all the girls to where my locker was stationed. There waited a large group of guys and as soon as I was spotted, they all grinned like morons and shook my hand. I couldn't help but laugh. I missed these guys I called my friends. And it was possibly our final year together as one big group.

"So, does anyone know what class I have?" I asked.

"You have physics first with me," Carl spoke out.

His name was really Carlos, but after his father walked out on the whole family, he refused to go by the same name given to his father. Carl was one of my closest friends. We grew up with one another and I could always depend on him. He had chestnut brown hair as well as eyes.

I smiled, grabbing my text book, a notebook and a pen. Shutting my locker door, I saw Amelia walking into the school. She had refused a lift and insisted on walking to school by herself. I shrugged it off and with Santana, drove off to school.

We hadn't spoken much since we woke up in my bed together two mornings ago. I guess maybe she felt uncomfortable because of my hostile attitude when I woke up and saw her. Then again, I haven't exactly been so welcoming. I realize that she has started to try and make an effort with living with us but I just can't let myself get attached.

She looked stunning in her denim shorts and black tank top. She was naturally good looking and hands down, beautiful in both body and soul. Obviously I wouldn't let her know that, just like I wouldn't tell her that when we were younger I used to have a crush on her. Yeah, I know, chicken right? Not telling a girl that you like her and then when you finally get the guts, it's too late.

She had left me pretty quickly all those years ago, and she probably would leave again if nothing was holding her back. I definitely wasn't the reason for that. She had to stay with us until she was of legal age to go to her house and live on her own. I would probably feel empty again if she were to leave me for the second time. I would be heartbro-

WOAH! Why was I thinking this? I did NOT feel this way about this brown haired girl. Sure she was sexy and all but no. No, no, no, no...NO! Focus on the task at hand. No getting attached. It'll just make things messy.

Yet as I watched her stop at her locker, not so far from mine, I couldn't help but feel a weird pang in my chest. That 'pang' increased when some blonde guy wrapped an arm around her waist. Anger flooded through me and I turned, storming off to physics with Carl right behind.

I knew it was too good to be true. Even though she was under the same roof as me, she was still so far out of my reach. I bet he had money and a fancy car as well as a mansion even bigger than the house she has.

"Julio, man, what's up with you today?" Carl asked, matching his pace to mine.

"Nothing," I grumbled.

He sighed and put his arm in front of me, stopping my movement completely.

"It's because of Amelia, isn't it?" he assumed.