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Chapter Eight

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Chapter 8

It had been a few weeks since summer break started, and I decided to switch up my style.
I had been wearing the same leather jacket and ripped jeans for the last year, and I needed a change.

I was currently at the south park mall, searching aimlessly through the racks of shorts and T-shirts.

"Hey sweetheart,"  Familiar voice muttered softly, throwing an arm around my shoulders.

"Please don't call me that Alex." I grimaced, shuddering at the name.

He smirked, "So, sweetheart, what are you looking for?"

Now he was purposely trying to get on my nerves.

"Why are you everywhere? Can I not get a break from you and your annoying ways?" I asked, but I was truthfully glad he was here.

"It's not my fault I live across the street from you. I saw you leave and I followed you here." He explained, and my eyes widened.

"Quit stalking me Al, it's not okay."

"Seriously though, what are you looking for?" He inquired, gesturing towards the clothes I was digging through.

"I don't know specifically. I'm looking for a change in style." I admitted, pulling a red halter top out off the hanger.

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Alex was currently sitting in one of the chairs by the dressing rooms. If he was going to be with me, he was going to make himself useful.

I slid on a light pink off-the-shoulder top, and a pair of light wash jeans.

I twisted the dressing room handle and pushed open the door.

"What do you think?" I asked Alex, and his jaw dropped.
His eyes drifted over me, taking in the new outfit.

"You look, different." He admitted, standing up.

"Different Good? Or different bad?" I inquired, nervous for the answer.

"Different, amazing."

He rested his hand on my waist and gazed intently into my eyes.
He was searching me for something, but I wasn't sure what.

He started leaning in, and my eyelids fluttered close.

He was about to press his lips against mine when someone cleared their throat.

"Hey...guys." Ashton said awkwardly, a look of disappointment and hurt rested on his face.

Alex and I quickly moved apart, gazing uncomfortably at the floor.

"What're you doing here Ashton?" Alex hissed, venom dripping from every word.

"I was looking for a new pair of shoes and I saw you guys," He explained, still to uncomfortable to make eye contact.

Was he okay?

"Whatever." Alex sighed.

"You can hang out with us if you want," I smiled, walking over to Ashton.

I wrapped my arm around his torso, giving him an awkward side hug.

"Sure!" He chirped cheerfully.

Alex didn't look to joyful.

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I bought a few new outfits, and we stopped at the food court.

We were sitting at a small table scarfing down a piece of pizza each.

"How can you like pineapple on your pizza?" Ashton asked me in disgust.

I smirked, taking a bite full of pineapple, "Mmm, so good!"

He grimaced, looking away.

"I love pineapple pizza," Alex smiled, stealing the piece of pizza from my hand.

My jaw dropped; no-one steals my food unless they want a black eye.

I punched his shoulder repeatedly, but he didn't budge.

I frowned when he took a bite of my pizza, that I payed for.

"Give it back!" I whined pathetically, sinking deeper into my seat.

He chuckled, taking another bite.

I grumbled about him under my breath, watching as he ate the pizza from under my thick, dark lashes.

Ashton watched the two of us in amusement, but I didn't miss the pained expression on his face.

"What's wrong Ash?" I inquired, which made Alex tense up beside me.

It seemed to throw him back to reality, "Oh, I'm fine. Just didn't get much sleep last night."

Right....(Note the sarcasm)

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After I got dropped off at home, I pushed open the front door, expecting to be home alone again, but I saw mom sitting on the couch in the living room.

Her blue eyes snapped up to meet mine when I stepped inside.

She was wearing a wide smile.

"Your brother is visiting for a couple weeks during break from college."

I did a fist-pump in the air.

I hadn't seen Zach since dad died. Him and I still text every night, but seeing him is rare.

"Yay!"

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