Alexander Walters Katherine continued crying, and I let her be and decided not to stop her. I wanted her to empty the content of whatever was bothering her and I didn't want to pry or ask any questions about it. But I knew that all wasn't good. So we drove in silence — except for her sobbing sounds and sniffling that was heard, and suddenly stopped. I looked to see that she had fallen asleep, and I think I've said before that watching Katherine sleep was one of my favorite activities in the world. She always looked so peaceful so at rest and undisturbed. It started to rain, not too heavily though, and we were almost home. She needed her rest, today had been a long day for her, and maybe eat too, I don't know if she's had anything to eat ever since. "Alex…" I heard her call my name and I was snapped out of my thoughts. I thought she was asleep. I faced her, her eyes were barely open and they looked so puffy and red from her crying. "What's up?" "I want us to go drinking." She st
KATHERINE THORNE The feel of sun rays touching my skin was what made me come awake, and my eyes fluttered open. Immediately they did, an overwhelming headache ravaged my senses. I felt my forehead and the beads of sweat that lined it stained the back of my hand—I was having a fever, and my temperature was high. I observed my environment now and found out that I was in Alexander's bedroom again and then instantly, the memories of last night came flooding back. How I had flimsily thrown myself at Alexander, and kissed him. A pang of guilt and disgust at myself gripped my heart, I had let down my guard and broken down my walls. I threw away my self–respect and shamelessly kissed him. All because I was intoxicated. I'm never taking alcohol again. And I mean it this time. Just then, the door opened and Alexander came into the room. I was startled by his sudden presence and I also felt an awkward wave engulf me as he came in. I knew my cheeks were stained red with embarrassment and I w
Katherine ThronesI zipped my bag shut and that meant I was done packing and ready to head back to my apartment. I spent an overall of three days with Alexander recovering until I felt better. We went to school together all through, he'd drive us there and drive us back, he even skipped football practice all through the period because he didn't want to keep me waiting for long, and immediately after the bell rang, we would be on our way to the parking lot to go home. I enjoyed Alexander's company as usual and even though my house was literally the next door, I didn't bother myself to even visit my apartment once all through my stay with him. Katie came around too and kept us company and checked up on my health. The three of us watched movies together and had so much fun. Well, Katie felt Alex and I were having too much fun and she didn't hesitate to remind me that everything was a game and I should be cautious because according to her, it looked like I was deviating from the pl
Alexander Walters I saw Katherine off to her apartment and came back to mine. Now that she was gone, the house felt kind of empty and I was back to being alone. But at least she's just a door away, but I promised to stay away from her in the meantime, so I guess I'll be sticking with that and giving her the well–deserved space she needs. I went to my indoor bar and took out a bottle of whiskey and a shot glass—I felt like taking a swig all of a sudden and I had to give in, so I poured myself a shot. I guess it's because I needed a distraction from the new thoughts that were being formed in my head about Katherine, about whatever existed between us, and about how southside my initial plan for her was heading. Just for a while because I am supposed to go get ready to see my parents in about five minutes. I would say I'm disappointed at myself for how I have fumbled during the past three days, but that would just make me sound like a sex-carved jerk. I wondered what had g
Katherine Thrones About an hour after I had texted Alexander, I heard a knock on my door and I instantly knew it was him. A beam of a smile lit up my face immediately and I jumped out of my seat, closing up my study textbooks and literally sprinting towards the door. But then I paused, an internal wave of conflict overcoming me. Did I look good?The knock came again. "I'm coming!" I replied hastily and then returned back to what was on my mind—I most likely looked like shit and I knew Alexander was coming over, why didn't I clean myself up?Well, there's no more time for a total life–changing makeover session, so I'll just do some last-minute quick touch-ups. I raced back into my bedroom and panicked, looking around the perimeter to know what I was going to do first. My top; I have to change this stupid, boring, polo. Dashing into my closet, I went straight to the shopping bags I had piled in front of my wardrobe. I went shopping this afternoon because someone had sai
Katherine Thornes"Did you hear the rumor that's going around school?" Katie asked me and I shook my head, using a fork to take in my fries. "Everyone's saying Samantha got filers in her lips," Katie stated and I hummed a reply, that's all I could do because I had a mouthful of fries. And secondly, I really don't care about Samantha. Come to think of it, she hasn't harassed me over Alexander in a long while. Did she give up? Or resort to getting injections to look better and win him over? "I think she's doing it to win over Alexander, another rumor going around is that Alexander likes girls with thicker lips," Katie stated and I nearly choked on my fries as I laughed at that. She stared at me with confusion "Why are you laughing?" She questioned and I had to swallow down my fries and force myself to come to a halt on my laughter. I snickered, "You said what Katie?" "Alex likes girls with fuller lips, like you. The rumor has been going about that he likes girls with fuller lips s
Alexander Walters"Alex, you're a big mess up," Beckham commented as I missed yet another opportunity to make a score in our football game. Beckham had come over as I hadn't had enough time to spend with the group in a while, so he decided to come check up on me. We were playing video games. Well, he was playing video games; my mind was pretty much occupied with other things. Or rather, with someone. And how I was actually a big mess up, not just in the game, but in the plan I promised myself I was going to go through with yesterday. On my way to Katherine's apartment, I told myself I would break up with her and that's exactly what I wanted to do. I followed through with the plan up until the moment she opened the door and I saw her in that cute top and that hideous eyeliner stain all over her face. My heart melted. She had her hair up, and I made a mental note to remember how her face was more defined and the blue glint in her eyes was more prominent. And her top was beau
Katherine ThronesToday, after school, I decided to stay at my apartment and study for our forthcoming exams. And I hate to admit it, but the only reason why I was studying was because I had nothing else to do; Katie had to go visit her mother—unfortunately, I can't relate to that, and Alexander wasn't at home. Which is weird.For a long time now, Alexander has always been at home. He rarely went out with his friends or clubbing or whatever. His routine is now simple. He goes to school every day because he was usually fond of skipping school. He gets back home and relaxes alone or sometimes studies. Whenever he had a game, he would leave for it and come back home immediately. I feel it's a bit of a brag if I accord his drastic changes to my name and influence, but it's glaring that I'm the reason why he has adopted this new behavior. Katie also noticed that, and according to her analysis, it meant that Alexander was falling for me and the right time to strike was approaching q
KATHERINE THRONES I drove back to the apartment complex, my heart racing with anticipation, fear, and excitement as well. The cool evening breeze swept through my hair as I navigated the familiar streets. I couldn't believe I had finally mustered the courage to confess my true feelings to Katie. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest, and for the first time in a while, I felt genuinely free.She was my best friend, after all, and she deserved to know the truth. It was so hurtful and stressful hiding it from her. It was a relief to have her support, even though I knew she was still processing everything.As I parked my car and made my way to Alexander's apartment, a sense of nervous excitement coursed through me. I wanted to make things right, to show him that my feelings were genuine. I wanted to apologize for running away and accept to be his girlfriend for real this time. I wanted this. I wanted to be his own. I wanted to be his girlfriend. I knocked on the door a
ALEXANDER WALTERS My heart raced as I stood outside Katie's house, my phone pressed against my ear. I had answered the call without really thinking, assuming it was Katherine reaching out to talk. But then I heard their voices, Katherine's and Katie's, and I realized that I was eavesdropping on a private conversation. I hesitated, feeling guilty for unintentionally invading their privacy, but something made me keep listening.Katherine's voice came through the phone as she spoke to Katie. "You remember when we made that plan for me to date Alexander for revenge."I felt like the world had stopped around me. Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I gripped the phone tighter, my heart pounding in my chest.My grip on the phone loosened, and I felt a sinking feeling in my chest. They had made a promise—a bet. I quickly disconnected the call, my heart heavy with a mix of anger, hurt, and confusion. I leaned against the side of the house, my mind racing. How could I have been so foo
KATHERINE I ran as fast as my legs could carry me out of Alex's apartment and sped into my car. I turned on the ignition and drove off quickly. From my rear mirror, I could see Alexander running after me and calling my name, but I didn't want to stop. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I was crying and my makeup was starting to become a mess. But I couldn't hold back the tears, I had to let them flow freely. Why did Alexander ask me to be his girlfriend? I wasn't ready for such a confession and neither do I think I'm ready to become his girlfriend yet. I had not expected that he would confess his feelings to me. But that didn't change the fact that I was madly in love with him, I loved him dearly. But I was still not ready to be his girlfriend, not yet. In fact, I would've rejected him right there on the spot, but my heart wouldn't have been able to stomach the reaction on his face. So that was why I ran away. And now, I was on my way to Katie's house because there was a l
ALEXANDER WALTERSAs I drove back home from the snooker place, the words of our conversation with Nathan echoed in my mind.I tried to brush them off, but they lingered like an unwelcome shadow. Despite my determination to stand my ground, his doubts planted a seed of uncertainty in my heart.Nathan's words played on repeat, reminding me of my Playboy past and how I used to pride myself on never getting attached. I had built a reputation, and my friends expected me to maintain it. But with Katherine, everything had changed, and I couldn't ignore the emotions that now consumed me.As I stopped at a red light, I let out a frustrated sigh. It was true; I had been an asshole in the past, using girls and never caring about the consequences of my actions. But Katherine was different. She made me want to be a better person, to be worthy of her affection and love.I couldn't help but feel a pang of hurt at the thought that even my friends doubted my capacity to change. Did they see me as inca
ALEXANDER WALTERS Nathan lined up his shot, eyeing the snooker table with a determined look. I smirked, leaning against the edge of the table, holding my cue stick casually."You know, I'm still not over you beating me in that video game last week," Nathan grumbled. I chuckled, remembering the intense gaming session we had. "Come on, man, it was just a game," I teased, trying to get under his skin."Just a game? It was a matter of pride, dude," Nathan retorted, taking his shot and sinking a ball into the pocket.I took my turn, aiming carefully and sinking my ball with ease. "Well, I hate to break it to you, but I'm just naturally better at video games," I said with a smirk.Nathan rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah, yeah, keep gloating. You got lucky, that's all.""Luck had nothing to do with it, Natw. It's all about skill and strategy," I replied, trying not to laugh. "You should take lessons from me. He rolled his eyes and let out a stifled chuckle. "So, are we going to rematch i
KATHERINE THRONESI shut my locker, and there he was, Alexander, with that charming smile on his face. "Hey, Katherine," he greeted me warmly.I couldn't help but smile back at him, feeling my heart flutter in his presence. "Hey," I replied, trying to sound cool and collected."Ready to leave?" he asked, and I nodded eagerly. "Yeah, let's go," I said, my excitement barely contained.“Awesome.”He reached for my hand, and I felt a jolt of electricity as our fingers intertwined. It was such a simple gesture, but it meant the world to me. We walked together to his car, and as he opened the door for me, my heart skipped a beat. Climbing into the car, I couldn't help but steal glances at him. His presence next to me made me feel giddy and alive.He started the engine, and we drove off, the world passing by in a blur. We chatted and laughed along the way, enjoying each other's company without a care in the world.As we drove, I felt a sense of comfort and happiness wash over me. Being wit
KATHERINE THRONES As our lips gently parted, we gazed at each other lovingly. Alexander's smile lit up his face, and he playfully teased, "Well, I have to head to class. I have morning classes this morning, unlike some people who lied about theirs earlier." He chuckled, taking a lighthearted jab at my earlier excuse.I rolled my eyes, trying to act annoyed, but a laugh escaped my lips. "Okay, okay, you got me there," I admitted, unable to hide the smile on my face. "But just so you know, I'm still going to Mrs. Freeman's A.P. English class later."He grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, I'll be looking forward to that," he replied, leaning in to peck me on the cheek. My cheeks flushed, and I playfully nudged him."Do you want to hang out later? We can watch a movie at my house," he asked with a grin.My heart skipped a beat, and a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "Okay," I replied, trying to hide my excitement.He leaned in and pecked me on the cheek, causing me t
KATHERINE THRONESI couldn't bear the thought of him announcing to the whole school that we had sex, just like he had done with all those other girls.My mind raced with worry, and without thinking, I bolted away from him as fast as I could. I needed to find a safe place to hide. I dashed through the hallways, my legs carrying me as if my life depended on it. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. The door handle to the chemistry lab was the first thing I grabbed, and I tumbled inside and closed the door behind me, leaning against it to catch my breath.Luckily, it was empty.My heart thudded in my chest, a mix of anxiety and anticipation flooding my senses. I was scared that he had succeeded in using me, that he didn't care about me at all. I know he swears that he was a changed man. But I couldn't shake off the feeling. What if everything we had shared meant nothing to him? The thought shattered my fragile hopes, leaving me feeling vulnerable and betrayed.As I hid in that
KATHERINE THRONES My eyes fluttered open the next morning, and then they widened in sheer horror. Today was a Monday! "Christ!" I sprang out of my bed and saw that I was still in the same clothes from last night – I had not even bothered to change out of them. My eyes were hollow and even stung in pain from all the tears I had cried last night. I glanced at my alarm clock, I had to be in school in the next thirty minutes and the drive to school was fifteen. I'll be late!I quickly hopped into the bathroom and freshened up quickly. Afterwards, I went to my wardrobe and took out a T-shirt and a pair of jeans, I quickly slid on my converses and I was out of my apartment's door in a dash. I drove to school as quickly as I could and silently prayed not to be pulled over by the cops. Luckily, I was somehow able to make it into the premises in time. I took a look at myself from the glass of one of the windows in the hallway, I looked like a zombie. My hair was a mess – I had simply