Making You Love Me Back
A short story of Wizards of Waverly Place. The first Wizards story I've ever written. Since Justin and Alex seem to be a pretty popular couple, I decided to pair them. Besides, David Henrie and Selena Gomez would look pretty cute together.
A/N: Told in Alex's point of view.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wizards of Waverly Place or any of the characters.
I knew it was wrong. Oh, don't worry. I never let myself forget that. Every time I ever thought about him, I told myself. It's wrong. I'd say to myself. It's very wrong. But, I couldn't control it. I loved him. And nothing I could say to myself would ever change that.
"Alex." He said, pushing my bedroom door.
"Hey, Justin." I tried to hide my blush as he sat beside me on my bed. "What's up?"
He pulled a loose strand of my hair back and said, "Mom needs you down in the sandwich shop."
I nodded, a little disappointed and pushed myself off my bed. I was hoping he would say something more along the lines of "my passion burns for you like an undying flame". But, I guess, this works too. I made my way down the stairs and into the sandwich shop my family owned, with my gorgeous brother close behind me. When I got there, I quickly put on an apron and joined my mother in the kitchen.
I took a look around the shop. No one was there. It was nearly deserted, besides Harper sitting on a stool.
"Alex!"
I darted into the kitchen when I heard my name being called. I met eyes with my mom. She looked angry and concerned and I knew this couldn't be good. "What's wrong, Mom?"
"Alex." She began, trying to keep calm. "There are some things in the world that are just wrong. Like, killing people is wrong. And setting people on fire is wrong… and having a crush on your brother is—"
"MOM!" I exclaimed. My face was burning a fiery red, and I could feel my eyes filling. How did she know I liked Justin? And how could she compare that to killing people or setting them or fire? I shouted "I hate you" then ripped off my apron and ran up the stairs and back into my room. I buried my face into my pillow and screamed. I hated my mom for doing that to me. It was the most embarrassing thing I'd ever heard. How she knew was still a mystery to me and it almost made me angrier. Had she read my diary? Or overheard me talking to myself? What?
I heard a banging on my door and pushed myself off my bed. I knew it wasn't my mother. She wouldn't bang on the door like that. Especially not after making me cry. "Who is it?" I asked, wiping my eyes.
"It's Harper!"
That explained the banging. Harper wasn't good with doors. She probably thought she could knock it down like Godzilla.
I walked over to the door, then pulled it open.
"How dare you, Alex Russo."
She said, making an angry face. It was actually more funny than intimidating. "What?"
"Your mother told me about your sick crush on my lover."
I wanted to laugh at the word "lover", but I also wanted to crawl under a rock. How could she? It was bad enough she had to "talk" to me about it, but to tell my best friend? And with Harper this pissed at me, she'd probably tell the whole school.
"Let me just tell you one thing, Alex. If you were my real friend, you would back off." She stared a hole in me and said, "I think we both know what that means." She spun on her heel, then left. I knew what it meant. Harper wanted me to leave Justin alone. I didn't want to. I really didn't want to. But, she knew my secret. And if she told anyone, my life would be over. I'd have to do what she said. I'd have to back off.
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The next morning, I woke up to my little brother Max screaming something about a floating goldfish. Didn't mean much to me. Max has never been good at controlling his magic. I rolled off my bed, then walked into the bathroom and locked the door. I really didn't feel like going to school. But, I knew my mom wouldn't let me stay without a fight. And I just didn't want to hold another awkward conversation with her.
When I came out of the bathroom, I ran into my room and dressed rather fast. When I was finished, I picked my bag up off the ground and went downstairs. Harper was waiting for me in the shop, smiling as if nothing had happened.
"Hey, Harper." I said uncomfortably, walking toward her, but keeping my distance.
She smiled. "Hey, Alex. Let's go."
We walked to school in an uncomfortable silence, then right before we walked through the schools double doors, she pulled me aside. "I assume you made the right decision?"
I sniffed quietly, then nodded, my eyes drifting away from her. She smiled gratefully at me, then left. I couldn't help be feel a burning hatred for her. How could she do this to me? I knew she liked Justin, but we were supposed to be best friends. Now she was blackmailing me.
I shook my head in disappointment, then entered the school after her. I walked to my locker, entered the combination, then opened it. Inside was a picture of my family. My mother and father sitting next to each other, with my brother in their lap while Justin and I were standing behind them smiling. We were actually holding hands in that picture. My hand still felt warm where he touched it. I piled my books into the locker, covering the picture. It was a little painful to look at. I closed my locker to see my brother standing beside me.
"Want me to walk you to class?" He asked.
I looked around nervously. No Harper. I nodded and he held out his hand to me. I thought for a minute before taking it. When our hands touched, his grip tightened. He pulled me away from my locker and started down the hall. "Where are we going?" I asked him.
"Somewhere to talk." He said. He dragged me through the crowd until we reached a janitor's closet. He swung the door open and pushed me in, the stepped inside himself. "Okay." He began, closing the door behind him. "Harper… Harper told me everything."
My eyes widened and I felt my throat beginning to close. This had to be the worst thing to ever happen to me. It was bad enough my mom knew. It was even worse Harper knew. But now, Justin knew. I didn't know what he'd think or what he'd do. All I knew was that my life was officially over.
"I just wanted to say—" He began, then pressed his lips softly to mine. They were warm like he hand was when he held it. When he pulled away, I was happy and sad at the same time. On the one hand, I was excited feel my brother's lips on mine. But on the other, if Harper found out about this, my life was over. It was gonna be a tough decision to make.
First Wizards fic all done. I hope you liked it. It was fun to write.
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Naomi
