Chloe quickly dug out a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a plain purple v-neck tee. She kicked Alek out of her room so she could change. "Come on King. We both know I'll see you with no clothes on eventually." Alek said and grinned.
"Get out, perv," Chloe replied. She couldn't help but feel. . .weird about spending the day with Alek. But they were just friends right? Female and male friends can be just friends and hang out—even if the male was a really hot, British guy. . .right? Chloe hoped so. "Chloe come on!" She heard Alek say impatiently through the door. Chloe could not believe she was actually looking forward to spending the day with that snob.
But Alek isn't a snob, she thought. He took care of her last night, when she wouldn't let anyone else. Chloe started to feel strange inside. Pushing her feelings away, she opened the door. She added a few necklaces over her purple top, and had her hair up in braids. She wore mid-thigh, black boots. Alek looked at her and smirked. "Even when it's obvious you feel like crap, you look hot," He said. What? Did Alek just call me hot? "Less hotter than me, of course," he added. Ok, that sounded a little more Alek-like.
"You still haven't told me what we are doing," Chloe reflected. In response, Alek grabbed her hand and rushed down the stairs, and out the door. "My mom will not like this," she said.
"Relax, King. I'll have you back before she notices you are gone," He said, and winked. Now Chloe was nervous. She really did think she could end up liking Alek—hell, she already did. But she wasn't ready to do anything about it. For now, she just wanted to sit back and relax. For now, love was not an option.
They walked out her door and Alek walked her, hand in hand, down the street. As they were walking, an old lady and what looked to be her husband stopped them. "I just wanted to say," said the woman, "that you two are the cutest young couple I have ever seen." She grinned widely. "My husband and I have been together thirty-two years now! I can tell by the way you look at each other, you will be happy together forever."
"Oh, but we are not—" Chloe started to explain, but was interrupted by Alek.
"Thank you so much," He said. "I do hope we stay together for thirty-two years, huh Chlo?" Alek planted a soft kiss on her cheek. Chloe was flustered. The lady waved goodbye and walked on. Chloe smacked Alek's arm as hard as she could.
"Ow," he said, barely affected. "What was that for?" Chloe stopped walking.
`"Alek." He winced a little at the harshness in her voice. "I will turn around and walk back if you keep acting like this! I'm not in the mood ok! Just stop! Would you be serious for once!" Chloe's eyes were swelling with tears, while Alek was resembling a freshly beaten puppy. He tried to put his arms around her, but she pushed them away. "You don't understand what he meant to me. No one understands. I don't want this. I don't want to be Mai if it means this."She started walking, while Alek followed slowly behind. Chloe's eyes were dripping hot, angry tears. It wasn't fair. She was the Uniter; she was supposed to unite the humans, but how could she do that if she couldn't even kiss the human she loved?
"We are almost there," Alek said quietly, and sullenly. Chloe didn't mean to scold him, she just couldn't handle any more of his crap. She didn't need another guy messing with her head just yet. Chloe sighed.
"I'm sorry Alek. I didn't mean to—" But he cut her off. He had caught up to her, and his beautiful eyes- NO. Normal eyes, she thought to herself- were looking into hers.
"No. I deserved it. I was being an ass. Look, truth is, I don't really know anything when it comes to feelings, and love, that kinda stuff. I guess jokes are just how I deal with things since. . .I lost my parents." He finished the last part rather quietly. Now Chloe felt like an ass. She shouldn't have said all that Alek; he was just trying to make her feel better. She reached over to hug him, when he said, " We're here!" Chloe surveyed the area.
Minigolf. They were at Michael's Minigolf. "Minigolf? Really?" was all Chloe could say. She did like minigolf. . .it's just this was the last place her father took her before leaving. It was pretty fun though, as she recalled. They walked through a building with arcade games, and to an outdoor inclosure with different challenging, but fun, obstacles.
"What? I thought everyone liked minigolf." Alek was being serious for once. Chloe's heart felt a pang as it sunk in that he wasn't doing this to taunt her, or to annoy her. He was doing this solely to cheer her up. Alek was searching Chloe's face, to make sure she wasn't going to lash out at him again. Chloe couldn't help herself; she hugged him.
"I love minigolf," She whispered into his shoulder.
_Alek's POV_
Getting yelled at by Chloe was the worst. It made Alek want to cry. Him! No one had ever made him want to cry, just with words. He immediately thought she was right though; he ought to be nicer if he ever wanted a chance with Chloe. She would get over Brian eventually, and he would be waiting right next to her when she did.
It hurt him to see the pain in her eyes. He wanted to murder Brian for doing this to her, but he knew it wouldn't help Chloe. Valentina had told him before that when Mai fall in love, it's a very strong love that hardly ever breaks. And if it does, both people will be seriously heartbroken. He hoped to god Chloe wasn't in that kind of love with Brian; not only because he wanted her to love him like that, but also, he didn't want her to get hurt. Watching Jasmine go through this was enough. He didn't need Chloe to go through it also.
He registered Chloe did not look happy to be at Michael's Minigolf. By this point, Alek could read her facial expressions like a book. "Minigolf? Really?" She asked him. He was at a loss. Who doesn't like minigolf? One of his jock friends had said something about taking a girl here once. . .maybe Chloe thought he was trying to put the moves on her? As much as he wanted to, Alek was sensible enough not to. "What? I thought everyone liked minigolf," he replied. Though he was trying his best, Alek could not seem to cheer up Chloe. In his defense, he was unfamiliar with the current situation. Exactly how are you supposed to cheer up the teenage, broken-hearted, savior of the Mai race? Apparently, his way was not going to work.
Out of the blue, Chloe hugs him and says, "I love minigolf." Alek was utterly confused, but hugged her back. Well, hugging is good, he thought to himself. He drew away from her, so she wouldn't get the idea he wanted anything more than a friendship—though he desperately did. "Let's play then." He replied. Chloe smiled up at him.
