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*Heather's POV*
Great, Just great! Just when I thought i was getting somewhere in this stupid game they all go and try to vote me off! I dont care. I want to leave anyway, i dont wanna have to put up with them any longer! I walk to the confessional. But... It.. would be great to actually win.. I sigh and close the door to the confessional. But they treat me as if im not even a person! Without a word a cry and curl up just out of the confession cam's view. Why am i crying?! Im better than this! Still, i whimper softly and decide to head down to the cargo hold, i wipe my eyes and take a deep breath hoping not to be seen. I notice Alejandro walking towards where i was standing. I ran quickly into the hold. I hide behind a few peoples bags and decide to look through them, trying to calm myself down. I take in a few short, quick breaths and hiccup. God id wish id shut up. My nose was now running uncontrollably. Maybe someone has tissues in their bags.. Hmm.. Nope.. Nope.. Nope.. Ah yes! I take out a tissue and blow my nose, grabbing another i dry my eyes.
*Alejandro's POV*
I stare into the camera in the confession can. "Jeez.. How many more episodes are there? Im obviously going to win, they should just give me the million!" I say with a chuckle. Smiling i walk out, then i hear sniffling, coming from the cargo hold. Hm. Maybe the rats are cold. I think, making myself laugh a little. Oh im so very clever. Thats when i hear someone blow their nose. It was a quiet little snort. Thats... Probably not a rat.. I decide to go and check the hold. I dont go completely in, i just investigate from the door. Nothing. Quiet and still.. As if whoever was in there could sense me.. THUD I hear a crash, followed by a soft, almost inaudible groan. Heather.. Hm. She is messing with a helpless crying person! Im not even that low! I was about to confront her when i watched her emerge from the far corner, rubbing her head. Where is the other person? Wait.. I see her blow her nose. Was.. She the one who is crying?! My Heather?! Why.. Would she be crying?! She doesnt cry. I stare in horror, thinking of what might have mi amor cry. Without thinking i rush to her and hug her. "¿Cuál es el asunto amor?"
*Heathers POV*
i was shocked by his sudden.. Presence.. He appeared out of no where. And he hugged me, speaking in spanish. My spanish knowledge was of about 3 words. Hola, Uno and Verde, hello, one and Green. my spanish vocabulary wasnt going to help me at the moment to decipher what he said. "I no Speaky spanish, Alejandro." I spit with the slightest bit of sarcasm. I look up to his face expecting an angry look, or shocked, but Anything other than what i saw. He had Genuine concern in his eyes! It frightened me to no end. "Whats the matter?" He asked politely. There wasnt any sarcasm that i heard in his voice, He just stood there, hugging me. I rolled my eyes and tried to come up with some witty response, to no avail. I just simply stated, "Nothings wrong.." I glanced at the ground, trying to hide my puffy red eyes. "Where did you come from anyway.. Thts pretty stalkerish.."
*Alejandro's POV*
Stalkerish? I tilted her head back up so she would look into my eyes. She diddnt, she still averted her gaze to the floor but i knew she was paying attention. "Heather.. Please tell me.. It pains me to see you like this.. Please?" I highly doubted that she would answer but the reaction she gave to my simple statement floored me. She actually started to cry again.. No words.. Just tears. My heart ached.. I didnt know why i felt so strongly about her. She was supposed to be nothing more to me than a pawn.. Un peón. I could have any girl i wanted but, for some reason, mi corazón picked heather.. "Answer me please.." I felt as though i was about to cry.. She wouldn't speak.. I gently pulled her closer to my chest and slumped down the wall. She didn't notice or if she did, she didn't care. i just sat there for a little while, letting her quietly sob on my chest.
*Heathers POV*
Alejandro.. why was he of all people being so nice to me.. Why did i trust him enough to cry on his chest? These questions swirled around my head as we slid down the side of the wall. I don't see why he cares. No one else would.. Maybe he pittys me! I don't need anyone to pity me. i started to pull away, pull myself off of his chest. I wanted out of that room. But just as i pulled away, i felt something pull me back down onto Alejandro. It was obviously him, but... Why? "Please Heather?" I heard him ask again. More tears started to well up, then i burst out crying and talking at the same time, i have no clue if or how he understood me, but he went along with it. "G..gwe wen and c..c...c..cou..Courtney are b..being s..so mean t..to me! th..the only one who..whos not mean to me is c..co..dy!" i hugged his chest getting mascara all over it. I hope he doesn't mind.. As i sobbed i felt something warm on the top of my head.. Alejandro? Was.. Was he.. Kissing my head?
*Alejandro's POV*
I couldn't take it anymore.. I couldn't stand to see her cry.. I kissed the top of her head. Hoping i could take her pain away and let it seep into me.. We were supposed to be rivals but.. I held her tight and did my best to take away her pain.. Though i knew it wouldn't work, i kept kissing lower and lower on her head until eventually i was kissing the tip of her nose.. i was no longer controlling my actions i was close enough to kissing her lips that her ojos grew wide. I could see her grey coloring and it only made me want to kiss her more.. Such beautiful eyes.. I acted on impulse and kisses her softly, hoping that she would kiss back and not shove me away..
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