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Alexa and the Badboy 18.
Disastrous summer balls and club nights- pt.2CHAPTER EIGHTEENAlexaIt was one thing to tell yourself the truth, but it was entirely a whole other thing to believe it. I once heard a quote that said, ‘there are five stages of grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance’. At this point, I had no idea what I was feeling.I swayed gently to the music in the club, a plastic cup of beer in hand. Perhaps I was already half drunk, but I didn’t care. I wanted to forget the hurt and pain that still coursed through my blood stream. The club smelled of sweat and alcohol, bodies pressing together as we all wiggled our bodies to the rhythm of the music.As soon as I had left the summer ball, I had sent a message to Stacey, telling her I had left and she needn’t worry. Encouraging her to have fun with her date, I switched off my phone, effectively shutting out and blocking anything that would disturb my peace.I had gone home, changed out of ‘the’ dress and then got myself into a s
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Frenemy to the Rescue Devon’s Pov CHAPTER NINETEEN It was 3 o’clock in the morning by the time I arrived at the club. Sending a nod of acknowledgement to Mike, my brother’s best bodyguard and head of security, I was granted access, avoiding the long line of people that were still waiting to get in. I saw a few of the people send glares and jealous glances my way, but I paid no attention to them. I made it inside, and immediately, I was assaulted by the sound of loud music, sweat and laughter. I made my way to the bar, grinning as I found my favorite bartender, Gordon working the tables. “Boy, aren’t I glad it’s you I found working this place tonight.” “I am the best. Ain’t I?” Gordon returned as we made our signature handshake. “Don’t get over yourself.” I returned, smirking at him as I took a seat on one of the barstools. I grabbed my phone from my jacket, wanting to text Harry to let him know that I was here, but as if summoned, he turned up at the counter all by himself. I
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The morning afterCHAPTER TWENTYAlexaA light ray of sunlight fell across my face, its warmth tingling on my skin. Taking in a deep breath, and then breathing out a second later, I blinked my eyes opened.I was greeted with the sight of white walls with a cool grey authentic, instead of the bright and definitely feminine colors of my room. Realizing I wasn’t in my room, I sat up, and instantly, I regretted it. My vision blurred, the earth tilting on its axis. Out of nowhere, my head started pounding. It felt like my skull was being used as a local blacksmith’s stone. “Fuck.” I groaned out.There was a soft but firm knock on my door, and then it was creaking open. Devon’s face peeked in, and then he was muttering a soft “Hey.”“May I come in?” he asked. “Sure.” I replied. “Fuck this headache.” I groaned out, squinting my eyes in pain as the thumping in my skull became more insistent. “Do you’ve anything for this?”“I figured you would feel this way this morning, and so I brought you
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My New Boo?CHAPTER TWENTY-ONEAlexaA Few Weeks Later“Home Sweet Home.”I stretched my arms wide, taking in a deep breath of fresh sea-salt air at the beach. God, I had missed this place. Having been gone all summer, I hadn’t realized how much I would actually miss my home town. Cyprus was a great place to spend time with my parents, but as the saying went, “East or West, Home is the best.”“The sand feels so great between my toes.” I sighed, squishing my toes in the sand granules, feeling them as they flowed through the spaces in my toes. The beach had always been my go to place when I wanted to celebrate something, or when I was always happy.Deciding it was time for a swim, I decided to hit the waves. I swam for hours, and when I started to feel a little sore and pale, I left the ocean, walking to my spot under an umbrella where I managed to leave my beach towel, sunscreen and my beach bag. Laying out my towel, I lay on it, body laid out as I sun-bathed. After what felt like hou
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A change of heart? CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO Devon’s Pov I couldn’t stop thinking about the way her lips felt on mine. So soft, pink and luscious. Up until today, I had never thought of Alexa that way, probably because she was already taken. Plus, only recently, our relationship had grown to somewhat friendly, something like an unspoken truce. We had been enemies from the start, since the time we had laid eyes on each other. But these insane thoughts hadn’t stopped plaguing my mind all afternoon. Sitting up from the sofa I was lying in, I let out a groan of frustration. Harry, who was sipping his coffee from a large white mug that read “Caffeine Addict” turned an inquisitive eye on me. “What’s got your knickers in a twist?” Deciding that confiding in him would probably turn out helpful, I explained. “I got kissed this afternoon.” Harry arched a brow. “I don’t see how that’s a problem or a bad thing.” “Well, it’s just that…I don’t think this girl is into me that way.” “Do you like h
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The Proposal CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE Alexa “He wants us to meet and talk.” “He does? Then what are you fucking doing here still face timing me, bitch. Go and see him.” Stacey yelled through her excitement. “Go? I don’t even know what’s he’s going to say?” “Go and find out then. You are acting like a really dumb person.” Stacey laughed. I just rolled my eyes at her. “Fine. Fine. I’m going. What do I wear though? Do I look okay?” I asked, gesturing to my denim black shorts and red tank top and fuzzy slippers. “You look cute, but change into something comfortable, something that won’t make it seem like you are being too forward. Like you didn’t put too much thought into it?” “Like jeans and a tank?” “Exactly. Gosh, you sound like you’ve never done this before. Relax, babe. Don’t think much into it.” Stacey advised. “Ok. I’ve got to get ready. Tell you all about it later.” I promised. “Bye. See you soon.” I said, then hang up. Looks I was going to meet Devon. The air was cool and
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My boyfriend…fake boyfriend?CHAPTER TWENTY-FOURAlexaMy palms were sweaty.Grabbing a napkin, I wiped them, then let it fall it at my feet. Every minute that ticked by only made my anxiety rise. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Everyone was definitely going to see through this. I shouldn’t have…..“Hey.”Devon whispered beside me, his large hand coming to rest on my knee. I stared at it, shocked at how warm it felt on my skin. Nevertheless, I hadn’t expected him to touch me.“Relax. Your leg has been going a mile per minute, and I can hear the wheels turning in your head all the way from here.”“I just can’t stop thinking. What if…” all this was a bad idea? I didn’t dare complete the sentence. Looking at him, I knew he could tell what I was going to say. A few weeks before school could start, we had spent a lot of time together, enough to know about each other so we could keep our fake relationship going and convincing.This being our first day, we had both agreed he would drive
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A Supportive BoyfriendCHAPTER TWENTY-FIVEAlexa“Whoa.” “Would you quit saying that? It’s starting to bug me.”“I can’t help it. It’s just that the video is so mesmerizing.”Stacey and I were currently hanging out in the cafeteria. Her lunch was long forgotten, since she was nose deep buried in her phone screen.Unintelligible sounds came from her phone speakers, eliciting a sigh from me. “Would please quit watching that forsaken video.”“I can’t.” She said. Not that I was hoping she would agree to what I was asking. After that show that Devon and I had put on earlier today, it was no surprise that someone had caught us on video.A lot of eyes had been watching us.Four hours later and the video was already going viral on the school community site. While Devon and I had definitely put on a show for everyone in the hallway, I hadn't even expected that it would go this far.Devon had been really attentive to my needs, and he had been really dedicated to convincing everyone that he was
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