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Manipulate Me Not; Chapter 4
Alejandro's POV
Heather pulled her shirt up over her head in one fluid motion. Not to say that I wasn't happy with it but I was absolutely shocked. We have been arguing all day but then she suddenly starts to strip too? I couldn't help but look at her chest. I wanted to stare for hours. To leave every single milometer of her chest burned in my memory. It's not that her shirt covered much anyways, but now only her bra was protecting her chest from my eyes. I looked quickly back up at her face as to not seem eager for this to be happening, but she had that smirk on her face.
Damn it, she knows how much I'm enjoying this. She grinned as my hands made their way up and down her stomach. It felt so silky and smooth...I wanted to touch it for hours...All of my resistance was gone. She looked so beautiful. So lovely. So touchable. So loveable.
"I think I'm proving it just fine." She sounded so smug as she continued to run her fingers up and down my chest and abs. She was right and it pissed me off. I wanted to prove her wrong, tell her she was wrong. But to say this was one of the best moments in my life was to say the least. It was romantic even if it wasn't. It was hard to explain. We both wanted this to happen.
Wait, we BOTH wanted this to happen? I couldn't be thinking like that. I had to keep my guard up. Had to think I was protecting something even though she already knew. But I could at least still sound cocky as I talked in this whole situation. I had to at this point.
"Think what you want Heather.. But this means nothing. You're just another bitch to me. I mean it, this means NOTHING." I emphasized as I glared at her. I didn't want to be this cruel, but she deserves it. But apparently I said the wrong thing as a smug look grew on her face. She looked too overly confident.
"Nothing huh?" She chuckled as she moved the bottom half of her body more up my legs. Her crotch was against mine, and to say that I wasn't already partially excited would have been a lie. I also knew the second she grinned that she could tell. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck.
I couldn't believe this had been happening. I know I should have pushed her off of me. Should have made her leave my room. But I ended up wrapping my arms tightly around her, hoping she would never leave. But I still had to stand my ground.
"Nope, nothing. Why would this mean something when you're a cold bitch?" I knew it sounded harsh but I was trying to make a point through all of this, I was just hoping it wouldn't stop whatever this is. This was a much harder task than I thought it would be.
"Well then I'll just have to be more persuasive." She smiled in a menacing manner. I was worried as to what she would do. I didn't know how far she would take this.
"Nothing will persuade me either." I stated simply again, looking away this time with an angered face. She did another unexpected thing. She turned my face towards hers and leaned in and kissed me tenderly. The kiss only lasted a few seconds but I may have hallucinated passion behind such a simple kiss.
"Just give me the chance to try." She chuckled as she ran her fingers down my arm, placing them on my hands. She guided my hands to her lower back and partially up it. I took it as a hint to caress her back. I wasn't sure if it was exactly what she wanted, but I gave in and did it anyways.
She moved her lips teasingly closer as my fingers slid past the back of her bra. I may have taken it the wrong way, but based off of what she's doing, I think she wanted me to unclasp her bra. I began to slightly panic on the inside. This was just too much for me after what had happened. But again, this was probably the only chance. I wanted to make what I could of this. But I was giving her what she wanted. But I would never see her again after this...
The thought bothered me still to this second. I wanted to see her every morning, every night. I wanted this woman in front of me to be with me for the rest of my life. But she didn't feel the same way. I would never believe she did. Even if she got on the floor and begged me to believe her. But my thoughts were immediately shattered as she spoke her next words.
"You can unclip it." She whispered lightly to me after my fingers ran over the back of her bra, which I didn't even notice at first. But this still sent chills down my spine. I could read her well sometimes, but other times she confused the fuck out of me. This was a combination of them both. I wasn't sure if I should comply. But my hesitation seemed to bug her a bit as she moved her chest even closer to mine.
"I know you've done this before, why should I be any different?" She looked at me curiously but with that damn smirk on her face. I wanted to yell at her 'because I love you!' but decided against doing so. I'd seem like a creepy crazy person, kinda like Sierra. So as to not seem like a bit of a spaz, I unclasped her bra, holding my breath so it wasn't noticeable while doing so. She leaned a bit away from me as she let her bra slowly slide off of her shoulders, giving it a lightly shimmy of her shoulders for assistance.
There she was in front of me, half naked. I wanted to look, to admire. But I kept my eyes on hers. She smiled at me and let our chest's touch again. A shiver went through my body. I let my hands trace down her back to just above her ass. I couldn't smile, I couldn't look cocky, I couldn't look mad. I wasn't sure the face I was making but Heather seemed to be making an interesting face right back.
Her face looked slightly confused. As though I had done something wrong. But then I saw a different emotion come across her face for only a mere second. She looked concerned. She leaned down closer to me, placing her lips on mine. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, letting herself get absorbed. The kiss only lasted seconds before she pulled away.
"See? I'm not any different." She smiled at me as she lay me back. I didn't know what she was going to do next. Too many things were happening. I was becoming overwhelmed and trying not to breathe sporadically. When I felt her lips on the skin under my ear I held my breath. She began to kiss lightly down my neck.
"No there is something different about you. This means nothing remember?" I had to try not to fall into her grasp. I was trying to come to my senses. This is the woman who made me lose a million dollars! Who caused me to be in pain and lose my hair! But all angry thoughts were quickly swept away as she made her way down past my collarbone.
I looked down at her to see how amused she may have looked, to see if I should stop her. But I don't think she expected me to be looking because I watched her kiss down the middle of my chest with her eyes closed. She looked content to be kissing down my body. She may actually be enjoying this. It may not be for her personal gain. But I couldn't be too sure till the reunion show tomorrow.
But to think of another reason why she may have been making that face was becoming quite difficult. It was too unbelievable to think about it being serious to her. There couldn't be a sweet side underneath that all. I got shaken from my thoughts as she got closer to my bellybutton.
I let my hands caress over her shoulders and slightly down her arms as she made her way lower. As she reached below my bellybutton I couldn't help the twitch that came from my body. She chuckled lightly against my stomach as she made her way to above my pants. I was hard, confused, and happy all at the same time.
I knew this shouldn't be happening. I felt a tug on my pants as I noticed she was unbuttoning them, then reaching for the zipper. She pulled pulled my pants down in a seductive manner. I looked at her face and it looked as though she were undressing me with her eyes. She looked like she wanted this so bad.
But where did she expect this to go? It's not like I would have sex with someone like her. It's not like I was a virgin, but she was totally different than any other girl I could have imagined. I was so in love with her that it toyed with my emotions.
I could go on no longer though. This was getting out of hand, she was expecting too much of the situation. It was more than I was willing to give and I didn't think she would realize that. But it was worth the shot to make her realize it.
I sat up, careful not to hurt Heather, moving her away from me. She looked shocked by my action and slightly offended. I did feel bad for her. I wanted to pull her close to me and tell her not to worry. Tell her that we could be together...But I couldn't feel bad for her right now. I had more important things to get to. Thus back to my previous action of standing up. I looked down at her with quite a shocked face. I was trying to prove my point that she had gone too far.
"We can't do this Heather! I can't go any further." I glared at her. I really had no option at this point. There was really nothing left for me to do besides throw her out of my room, and I was sure that it was the last thing that I wanted to do. This was the woman I wanted to wake up to everyday.
But she was my enemy. And she was half naked, and what was worse was I wanted her to be! And I was in just my boxers! I didn't know what to do anymore. Do I fight for her to stay or fight for her to leave? But I just decided to go with the flow of the situation, do what seemed best. I waited for her reaction, which took much longer than expected.
"But why?" She looked at me curiously, trying to get closer. It was obvious she knew I still wanted her. Why should I let this girl get to my head? Of all girls, she's the one who would lie to get her way. This may have just been another way to get her way due to the fact that she wasn't happy with the current outcome. It could have been both, but If I were to say I knew I would have been lying.
Heather's POV
I looked at him curiously. I was trying to guess what he would say. Give me an answer from the heart or give me his real honest answer. I knew where this would be going and the thought made me frown internally. I was hoping he would respond faster. But he took his jolly time, a good few minutes.
"Because I can't be fucked over again." He glared at me more harshly than I have ever been glared at in my life. It hurt me more than I could explain. I wasn't sure how to react but I couldn't give up my position in this situation. I just smiled at him, stood up, walked to him, and leaned seductively closer. He leaned slightly away and looked at me questioningly now.
"I won't fuck you over Alejandro. I have no reason to. I haven't stopped thinking about you since World Tour. Why would you meet up with me if you haven't done the same?" I leaned even closer to him. Pressing my body more against him in the hopes that I would get his attention much more quickly. He was trying to avoid this situation now. I wouldn't let that be an option. I wanted this to happen.
"I won't ever believe you. Even if you begged for days, weeks." He stepped back from me again, crossing his arms and turning his head away from me. His eyes were closed and his face was contorted into deep contemplation. He wanted me to be standing here and begging, didn't he? What a sneak.
He was trying to turn this around on me! He was going to learn how bad of a mistake that was. Being as though his back was only feet away from the wall, I pushed him against it. He wouldn't push me to move me. At least I hoped not. But all I got in return was a surprised look. It wasn't that shocking I was being forceful, so I didn't know why he was acting that way.
It was then that I quickly reevaluated the situation. We were standing there shirtless; him in his boxers, and I was in my shorts and underwear. It was also then I realized that I could make this go one of two ways. One way I would be getting more, the other way he'd want me more. I smirked internally as I decided to go with the latter.
"Fine, then it's not worth it." I backed away from him, looking as though I didn't care. I turned away and let my face fall a bit as I reached down to get my bra and shirt off the ground. I slide them back on, clipping my bra, and making sure everything was on me right. I walked towards the door, sparing a glance back at Alejandro. He looked angry and confused.
He deserved to be left that way for not believing. Now I'll just make him come to me. Even if I do have to wait until after the reunion show tomorrow. He was going to be more drawn to me than ever. And the intake of breath he took as I opened the door, as though he were about to speak, showed it even more. I grinned to myself as I walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.
But as soon as I got into my room and had the door securely closed behind me, I went and sat on my bed, looking down. I really wanted things to go farther. I wanted to have my time with him. I was hoping more than ever that my plan worked. Because if it didn't I'd look like a total bitchy jackass. I sighed exasperatedly as I let my body fall backwards to lay on the bed.
I stared at the ceiling for what seemed like hours and didn't even notice how badly I had zoned out until I was woken up hours later by the sound of my door opening. When I opened my eyes I noticed just how dark it was in my room. I must have really zoned out.
But then I jumped up in shock of someone being in my room. My eyes had not adjusted yet and they had not made who they were obvious. I quickly made my way to the bedside lamp. I clicked it on, it lit the room dimly as Alejandro was revealed to be standing in my room.
He still looked angry. I couldn't help but be jumping with joy on the inside. It seems that I have made him want me! I have made him want to come to me. He may be mad, he may want nothing to do with me, but at the same time, he can't stay away from me. It was a pretty good feeling.
"What are you doing in here?" I glared at him, seeming as though I was angry he had just burst in my room. He seemed a bit taken aback, but made his way closer to me. He grabbed my hand and held it between his two, giving me a stern look.
"I came in here to say a few things to you and you're going to listen." He looked more serious than he did when he freaked out about Jose. On top of all of that he was being demanding. Where did he get the nerve to be like that all of a sudden? Telling me to leave his room was one thing, or telling me to leave him alone another, but demanding things of me in my own room? Now that crossed my line.
"Telling me what to do? I don't think so." I pulled my hand out of his, placing my hands on my hips. Giving him a look that matched the attitude in my tone of voice. He should have seen that coming from me. But I was thrown off again as I was picked up bridal style, carried to my bed, and set down. He stood in front of me, glaring daggers down at me. It seemed like he was going to do what he had to do to make me listen.
"Heather I took the time to think about this. I thought about all the bitchy things you've said and done. The numerous ways you fucked people over on INTERNATIONAL television and the things you've done to me personally. And I could only come up with one conclusion. You are a selfish bitch and you are STILL trying to manipulate me and probably other people too." He took a step closer to me. He was only inches away. I stood so we were body to body, which seemed to just make him all the more pissed.
So maybe this hadn't been going my way. But I didn't want to just blurt out the wrong thing. I was quiet for a few moments as I thought about how to react to his harsh statement. My mind was drawing blanks and the look on his face showed impatience. So I just said the first thing that came out of my mouth.
"I wouldn't do that now! There's no reason to. You're so stupid sometimes. We've gone over this already. I can't tell you more than I already have. I am not going to keep repeating myself. Any way you look at this situation it's gonna make me look bad to you. But you need to forget about all that shit. It's the PAST Alejandro. I wouldn't be trying to get you over it if I didn't want you to feel-" I quickly cut my sentence short. What was I saying? I should have thought this out before I said it. I didn't want him to think that I loved him. And telling him that I still want him to love me would basically do that. But I think he caught where I was going with the sentence. His eyebrow perked as he looked at me curiously. I also then noticed that he hadn't moved back and we were still body to body. Then a rather smug looked appeared across his face. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
"Want me to feel what Heather?" His voice came out seductively. He sounds so sexy. I sat back down on the bed so I could look up at him. See his muscles underneath his tight white beater, his sexy body. I glared at him though to seem as though I wasn't going to say what he thought. But I couldn't think of a lie quick enough before he was leaning into me, making me lean back on bent elbows. His face was inches away from mine, his body lightly grazing against mine.
I was stunned speechless and he could tell. He grinned at me at he held himself up with one arm and caressed down my side with the other. Was he trying to do what I was trying to do? I was confused. I was lost. I didn't understand why this was happening. Had I been out matched?
"Want me to feel like I did before? Do you want me to still love you?" He leaned even closer, his lips lightly brushing against mine. I leaned up into him, crashing my lips tenderly into his. He kissed me back for seconds before pulling away. He stood up straight, grinned then took a few steps back. He didn't even wait for an answer.
"Well, I got my answer." He chuckled smugly to himself as he turned to leave the room. "See you later Chica." Then he left, without another word. I hadn't even had time to move, respond, or defend myself. I groaned in frustration. I was totally screwed. I was just manipulated! Oh, he was going to get it now!
I stood in frustration, showered, changed into my pajamas and lay down, all in a pissed off manner. I pulled my blankets roughly up over me and I lay there and wondered what Alejandro was doing and thinking about. But I didn't have time for that. I had to think of a way to get him to look like a fool on television one more time. I could do this. I did it once, it could happen again. Tomorrow couldn't come any faster.
A/N: Ending this one late too. 5:40am. I went through a lot of frustration to get this chapter out of my head, and quite honestly, I am not satisfied AT ALL. I hate it! I have no idea why, but I do. But PLEASE let me know what you guys think. Sorry it was towards the shorter end of the estimation I gave in the preview.