ARABELLA.
"Ara. " I hear Dex whisper behind me, but I don't turn to him, and when he calls my name again; I raise my shoulder slightly and tighten my grip on the brush, focusing on the faint yellow lines across the board.
"Arabella!" He calls in a tiny yell this time and I groan, turning to meet his eyes. "What?" I snap and he pushes his head back, looking a bit taken aback.
"Damn. Why are so pissed?" He asks and I sigh, "You know how I am when it comes to art class. You aren't exactly helping me focus. " A half-truth, and a half-lie. For the other half, I'd rather keep to myself, and ignore the fact that it truly bothers me.
"Are you sure that's all this is about?" Dex asks and I throw him a small smile. "Of course it is. I'm sorry for snapping at you. What do you want?"
"Nothing. " He replies nonchalantly before a grin takes over his face as he grabs his phone. "I just want to show you this picture. "
Before Dex turns his screen to me, I know what awaits me and the surprise doesn't come as a shock at the image of the wavy hair girl across his screen. It's a new post from her boyfriend; she has her earphones plugged in her ear, a small smile on her face and one hand tucking her hair behind her ear as she stares at the distance. And to think my best friend follows the guy you'd consider his enemy just to get access to images like that.
"You need to stop with the obsession. " I tell him as he turns his screen away from me and he shakes his head. "Definitely not. How do you expect me to forget a girl who looks like this?"
"Sam will seriously murder you if he ever finds out about this. " I tell him and he frowns. "You have such little faith in your best friend?"
I let out a small chuckle. "Just be careful. "
"I am, Arabella. " He sighs as he looks back at the screen. "It's why I don't go close. I know I don't have a chance, but then again; the thoughts of her are killing me. I can't help it. "
I reach out a hand to rub his and he meets my eyes. "Poor you. "
He scowls and swats my hand away, and I laugh, holding a hand over my mouth to suppress the sound. When the urge settles, I look back at his screen, and I sort of understand why it should be hard for him. Veronica is an incredibly pretty girl. With wavy hair that falls off her shoulders and her ocean-like blue eyes; she easily passes off as one of the prettiest girls I've seen around and it's no surprise that she catches the eye of my best friend the first day he saw her. Only if she wasn't reserved, barely talks to anyone and has a boyfriend whom half of the school population is afraid of.
"Stay strong. " I say to Dex, earning another glare from him before I turn back to my board, my chest rumbling with laughter.
"And what do you find so funny, Miss Leovough?" I raise my head at the sound of the woman who stands in front of us, and I shake my head. "Nothing, Mrs Walker. I'm sorry. "
She gives me an eye before she looks away, and my chest drops as I return my attention to my board.
"That seems like something you deserve. " Dex mumbles over my shoulder, and I raise my middle finger to him, earning a cackle before I lift my brush. Just as I look at the door, I manage to catch onto the blur. It's a blur, and I barely saw anything, but I can almost swear it was him. With a girl trailing behind him.
The way he walked right past me earlier flashes through my mind, and I clutch my brush close as I start to move it with a disturbed mine.
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"Why are you going that way?" Dex asks when I turn in the other direction and I say, "I need to use the restroom. Go on without me. "
"Or you want me to come with you?" He teases and I wave him off, earning a chuckle before I leave in the direction.
Opening the door, I stride inside to find it empty and I walk into one of the stalls, letting out a breath at the relief that floods through me as I finish my business.
Moving from the seat, I furrow my brows at the sudden sound that comes from outside before I pull my skirt down and proceed to unlock the door, only to be pushed back in with a hand clamped to my mouth, muffling my attempt to scream.
My wide eyes meet the familiar silver eyes as I'm pressed to the door and Alexander lifts a finger to his mouth, pressing it to his lips in a gesture to silence me and I give a small nod.
He slowly removes his hand from my mouth and looks away to the door, turning his ear to it.
When he looks back at me, I take a swallow at how fucking close he is. His features are presented before me and I can't help, but admire the curled eyelashes that's mesmerizing in a way. His hot breath blows across my face and I'm sure he can hear the fast beats of my heart, one that's caused by the closeness. I look down at our lower bodies, aware of the way his body is pressed to mine, eliminating what should be my space and taking my warmth with him.
Lifting my gaze to him, I wait for him to speak, curious as to the reason behind his actions and when he doesn't utter a word; I open my mouth to speak, only to be hushed by his hand over my mouth again, his palm pressing into the flesh and sending tingles across my body.
"What are you doing?" The sound is repressed against his palm and Alexander shakes his head, "Don't say a word. I want her gone. "
"Uh?" He looks away from me, pressing his chest to mine as he tries to turn his ear closer to the door, and my hands fold into fists by my side, pressing against my skirt as I try not to move and make this position any worse than it already is.
When Alexander turns his head again, his lips are almost brushing against mine and my heart skips a beat as I look into his eyes. I watch as his gaze lowers, before he meets my eyes again and his legs are pressing against mine. I feel his other hand drop to my side without any warning, brushing against my waist and creating a sudden warmth in my lower belly; one that I'm all too familiar with.
Please, no.
The sound of my heavy breathing mixed with his is loud in the air that surrounds us as Alexander's head inches closer, and my gaze drops to his lips, my tongue unconsciously peeking out to wet mine at the sight of them.
Closer... Closer... And—
"Alexander!" We both jump. Me more than him, and he's quick to leave a tiny space between us as he gazes back at the door, and that feminine voice comes again. "Alex, I know you're in there. I saw you go in. Come out, pretty boy. Stop avoiding me. "
The voice becomes more recognizable with each word that she speaks, only because I've heard it several times in one of my classes.
"Who's she—" once again, Alex silences me and I sigh, keeping my mouth shut as we listen to the footsteps.
"Alexander. " She speaks again, her voice higher this time, and I wait for him to make a move, but he doesn't.
"Alexander. Come out, baby. I've got a lot of things to show you. " I roll my eyes at the tone she uses while Alex remains still, and when she doesn't speak for some seconds, everywhere going silent; he presses a hand over my head and leans against me. There's that spark again, and I'm forced to turn my head away.
"Alexander!"
"Fuck. " He cusses, finally taking a step back and leaving me some room to breathe. I take a lungful, loosening my fists.
"I don't think she'll leave that easily. " I whisper to him and he turns his head to me. "I don't want her following me around. "
"She wants something from you, clearly. " I say to myself more than him, and my attention is brought back to Alexander when he wraps his hand around my wrist, yanking me out of the stall.
"What are you—" I don't get to finish before Alexander pushes me out of the door, closing it behind us and my guess is confirmed as we stand in front of Nina. One of the popular girls in school. Quite a beauty with her long black hair, one that she expertly pulls off, complimenting her other features might I add.
She looks between me and Alexander before her gaze settles on him. "What were you two doing in there?"
"What would a boy and a girl do inside the school's restroom?" Alexander responds and I snap my head to him with wide eyes.
Nina chuckles. "Please, Alex. I know what you're playing at, and you should know it won't work. The girl has a boyfriend. "
"Might as well have me as the sidepiece, don't you think?" Alex surprises me by saying, and he gazes down at me with a strange look on his face before he continues, "And I don't do two at the same time, unfortunately. Maybe I'll take you once I'm done with her. "
Nina scoffs. "I don't believe you. She isn't the type to—"
The rest of her words are muted, and my eyes are widened when Alexander slides a hand around my waist and brings me to his chest. His eyes roam around mine for a second, before he looks down and closes his lips over mine.
I stay frozen for several seconds, with my hands on his arms as I let him kiss me, trying to grasp the reason why this shouldn't be happening amidst the softness of his lips over mine, his touch on my waist, and his chest pressed to mine.
That attempt fails me when Alexander slips his tongue inside my mouth, his other hand lifting to the side of my face.
Hellooo Loves, it’s been a long time, hasn’t it? I apologize for the late update but thank you so much for being patient with me.We’ve now come to the end of Arabella’s and Alexander’s story but as seen, Dex’s and Veronica’s isn’t over yet. There’ll be a short book attached to this one for Dex’s and Veronica’s story. Then after their story is done, we’ll have bonus chapters on Alex and Ara, where we’ll get to know about their lives after high school. This will not be now, though because I’ll be completing my other book—My Stepbrother—in June along with writing my new book.In case some people don’t know yet, I have a new book on the app. It’s titled My Best Friend’s Girl and you can check it out if you’re interested. The characters are new to me, and I’m sure many of you would enjoy the journey as much as I’m enjoying writing it.Anyway, I’ll be writing My Best Friend’s Girl and completing My Stepbrother in June so bonus chapters with DexVeronica’s short book won’t be happening then.
GRADUATION DAY.~TWO MONTHS LATER~ARABELLA."Is Alex not coming?" Ashley asks me again after Sinclair leaves to attend an urgent business, and I frown as I take my phone out of my purse. The last texts I’ve sent him stare back at me with no response and I chew my cheek. "I don’t know. He isn’t responding.""Are you sure he’s okay?" He should be. We spoke last night before I went to bed and I saw his bike in front of his house this morning, but I’ve heard nothing from him. Could he be bummed that he isn’t graduating with me? But that was his choice.After Alexander returned from Florida, he told me he had a change of mind. The small life he wanted to live once was no longer his dream and after seeing his mother struggle and fight for her life, he now wants to be a doctor. He studied hard for the little time he had left till we took the exams. Maybe even more than me. He had no time to be with me and I understood. I’m happy he has a dream he’s pursuing and when the results came out, he
ARABELLA.We walk back into the house with our intertwined fingers and I pass Alexander a smile when Dex sees him calling out his name from the sofa."That’s you?" Dex stands from the couch and strides toward us. His hands are in his pockets and his gaze is on Alex, who pushes out his other hand, refusing to let me go. "Hey, dude."Dex looks at the outstretched hand, and his face hardens. "Are you back now after almost breaking my best friend’s heart?" He throws the question at Alex, who looks down at me before tightening his hand against mine. When he looks away, I try to meet Dex’s eyes, but he’s too busy glaring at Alex. The tension in the air rises as Alex’s hand stays in the air while Dex looks like he’s just two seconds away from punching him."You should know I’d never intentionally do that. They were stuff back at my home that needed to be taken care of and there was no avoid—"Dex’s face suddenly breaks in a smile and before Alex can finish, he slaps a hand on his shoulder. "
ALEXANDER. I continue to pace down the hallway, my heart drumming in my chest with each second that ticks by, and no one coming out of that room. My gaze turns on Kaleb, who’s nervously tapping his feet against the floor and fidgeting in his seat, his eyes occasionally shifting from his moving hands to the door next to him. "She’ll be fine," I tell him as I slap a hand on his thigh to keep it steady before I fall into the seat next to him. He shakes his head as he turns to me. "It’s been hours and there’s been nothing. Just people moving in and out of there, and refusing to tell us anything." "That’s kind of how the surgery works." I let out a chuckle, trying to suppress the fact that I’m just as afraid as he is. Afraid the news that comes out of there wouldn’t be the one we want. "Seriously, Kaleb; she’ll be fine. Remember what she told us: we can’t get scared no matter what happens." "I’m trying." He hisses as he bends over his back and drops his clamped hands to his legs. I rem
ARABELLA. I gaze at Alex between my legs and my head falls back on the arm of the couch with a loud moan as I feel his tongue laps at my core. "Alex…" I call out his name as I pull at the end of his curls and he hums with his lips pressed to my pussy, the vibration sending shocks through my body and I drip even more on his tongue. "Oh God," my other hand moves to my chest, and I squeeze my breast through the fabric of my dress as my eyes screw shut, my toes curling around his neck. "Oh, don’t you dare do that." I snap my eyes open when Alexander suddenly yanks my hand off my chest and also because he removes his head from my pussy, ripping away my fast-coming pleasure and I frown when I meet his eyes. He only grins down at me, as if he enjoys having me this way—frustrated and desperate for release. "Alex…" "Shh, baby." He whispers as he comes down over me, his hands slipping to my sides and I’m sure he can hear how fast my heart is beating in my chest at this close distance. "I tol
ALEXANDER. I walk into the house with my shoulders sank and Arabella is standing in the middle of the living room. She smiles when she sees me and immediately starts moving in my direction. I stretch my hands and pull her into my chest once she’s close enough, and she wraps her arms around my neck, pressing herself against me. "Hm." I moan into her neck as my hands lock around her waist and grip tight. "Are you okay?" Arabella asks against my chest and I pull back to look at her pretty face but keep my hands around her waist. She doesn’t remove hers from my neck either, and I drop my forehead on hers. "I’m so fucking sorry, baby," I whisper, and she moves one hand to my hair, threading it through my curls while the other stays on the back of my neck. "What are you sorry for? You’ve done nothing wrong." She says in a soft voice, and I push back my head to look into her eyes. I keep my eyes on her as I drop my hands to her ass and bend my legs back slightly. I lift her in my arms and