I Hate the Way You Make Me Feel
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Chapter 4-What's your problem?
Once Draco's lips were locked with hers, Aless couldn't help but put her arms around his neck. This only made Draco want to deepen the kiss as he smirked inwardly to himself. She does want me, he thought. Her lips were so soft and full. His tongue met her lip, pleading for entrance. It ended after awhile with both Draco and Aless pulled apart, breathless.
"Mmm," Aless sighed, "That was nice."
Draco couldn't contain his smirk any longer. He said, "I told you the ladies couldn't resist me, you included."
Aless was snapped out of her reverie and asked, "What just happened?"
"What do you think just happened?"
"I don't know! That's why I'm asking you! The last thing I remember was me telling you that I didn't want to make out with you or anything of the sort and then...." Aless trailed off because she figured out what had happened. As a result, she smacked Draco on the back of his head.
A look of shock overcame Draco's face as he rubbed his head and said, "What's YOUR problem? Why'd you hit me?"
"My problem is YOU. Why did you have to kiss me? I TOLD you we weren't going to do anything!"
"Is that so? I think you enjoyed it."
At this, Aless blushed furiously. She said, "I did NOT enjoy it. I would never enjoy kissing you!"
"Is it just me, or is someone a little touchy about this? Besides, I believe you were the one who said it was nice."
"I'm touchy because you kissed me! And I didn't know what was happening!"
"Ah, but you also the wrapped your arms around my neck and kissed me back."
"It was a mistake! I didn't know what was happening! I would never kiss you voluntarily!"
"You can lie to yourself, but I know you liked it."
"I'm not lying to myself. I think YOU'RE the one who's got a couple loose screws up in your head."
The truth of the matter was, Aless had thoroughly enjoyed the kiss. Although it hadn't been much, he had aroused some feelings in her that she'd never felt before. She could only shudder when she imagined if the kiss had gone any farther. She hated the way he made her feel.
"Aless, you can say what you want, but I know you loved it. At least I know the truth, even if you won't admit it to yourself," Draco said, that familiar smirk back on his face.
"Draco," Aless gritted her teeth before continuing, "You're nothing but an annoying prick that has everything!"
"You have everything too."
"Yeah, well, I don't flaunt it!"
"Who says I do? I like to call it rubbing it in."
"Like that's any better. Why'd you have to kiss me?"
"Still going on about that? Someone had to shut you up."
"So? That gave you no right to kiss me!"
""Did you enjoy it? You know, you're gorgeous when you're flustered."
"I'm not flustered! I'm just a little bit frustrated!"
"Is it that time of month? Well, whatever it is, you look hot."
"Just shut up! I'm trying to think!"
"About what? How sexy you think I am? You know you want me."
"Yeah, Draco, I want you....to sod off!"
"What did I ever do to you?"
"You bloody well kissed me!"
"Is there something wrong with that? It was just a silencing technique. Like I'd ever kiss you freely."
"Is that so? Because there are other ways of silencing people, you know. Weren't you the one that wanted to make out so badly?"
"I just like making you mad."
"You're such an annoying prick!"
"I think you've called me a prick already. Can't you think of anything new? I'm just a normal teenage boy with raging hormones."
"Normal?"
"Yes, I'm normal! I'm just like any other boy here! Unlike Harry Pothead. A boy like no other just because he's the boy who lived. More like he was the boy who lived to make my life a living hell."
"Malfoy, are you jealous of Harry?"
"Of course not! I've got everything he doesn't."
"And he has everything you don't have."
"That's crap. What does he have that I don't?"
"Parents that probably loved him."
At this, Draco went stiff. "I'd rather not discuss my personal life with you."
Aless got the message. "Sorry. But you know, maybe if you made an effort to show emotion, you'd have loving parents."
"Didn't I say we weren't going to discuss this?"
"Why are you such a control freak?"
"Because that's how I've been raised! I have to act like I own the place!"
"Don't you wish you had parents that showed emotion, though?"
"Why are you so nosy?"
"Why won't you just answer my question?"
"You want an answer? I don't show any emotion because Malfoys don't show emotion!"
"Don't give me that crap, Draco. Haven't you ever heard of breaking away and being yourself?"
"We should get back to the party," Draco said, trying desperately to change the subject. He really didn't need to discuss how cold and distant his parents were, especially with Aless.
"Fine, avoid the subject. But I really do think you're missing people who care in your life."
"I don't need people to care about me. I'm on my own."
"You could always use a little help," Aless replied softly.
"Why do you care about me anyways? I thought I was a prick."
"You ARE a prick. But I just want to get to know you better."
Draco had contain himself from having a fit of laughter. "Why? So you can blackmail me? I'd never open up to anyone, especially not you."
Aless feigned a look of hurt.
"And what's wrong with me?" she demanded.
"You're nosy, for one. And you hit me! NO ONE hits me!"
"Not even your dad?" Aless said quietly.
"I don't want to talk about it. How did this conversation turn to my personal life? What's your problem?"
"I'm just trying to help, Draco. Because you're self-centered and everything has to be about you. Tell me, do you actually ever have feelings? As in, emotions you don't show?"
"I'm not sharing anything with you. We're not talking about me anymore. And I don't need any of your help!"
"Yep, you're a control freak. Fine, lets get back to the party."
Draco thought Aless was handling herself pretty well, considering her reaction to his kiss. It seemed like she had forgotten it altogether, but little did he know that was not the case.
A/N: Ok, I'm ending the chapter here. I'm sorry its not very good, but its 2:30am and I'm tired. I just felt like typing, but I'm fresh out of ideas. Well, you know what to do! REVIEW!