Italics – alex's point of view. I just had to write something. It's very short I know, but I know where I'm going with it. Next chapter will be much longer. Just want to know if I should continue.
I don't own any characters, bla bla bla.
Let me know what anyone thinks.
Always thinking about her. God I'm always thinking about her. Her gorgeous brown eyes, her silky smooth skin, the way her eyes shine with life when she laughs. My heart longs for her love. How can one person be so perfect? How come I've fallen for the one person I'll never have any chance of being with? I feel like the luckiest person alive to say that I am her friend, but I feel cursed with these feelings that will never be reciprocated. In my dreams we laugh, we talk, we live like we are lovers. I wish my dreams were true.
"Hey" her voice ripples through me causing waves of passion in my veins, ending at my heart which stutters at the sound of her beautiful voice. I open the door and lead her inside. As she walks past me the most amazing smell graces my senses. Her smell. It reminds me of happiness, life, love. It intoxicates me, so addictive.
"I'm sooo tired!" Marissa exclaims as she flops down on my bed. I take a moment to compose myself, control my heart beat as I carefully lower myself onto the bed next to her.
"What's up?" I ask, getting lost in her wonderful brown eyes. I'd do anything for you.
"I've been shopping all day, god I got all this stuff! Are we going out or what?"
"Yep, I want to take you somewhere."
"Oooh intruiging. Come on then."
She grabs my arm and entwines her fingers through mine. My heart beats uncontrollably fast as she leads us to my car.
If only she knew what she was doing to me. I never want to let go. Her hand, so soft I want to take care of it, take care of her forever.
I'm in love with Marissa Cooper, this could be a problem.