Ella's POV
I couldn't stop smiling.
I was walking to class with the hottest guy ever, casually chatting to me.
Alex had introduced himself to me and offered to walk me to class. We had a lot in common and he was so easy to talk to! He was sweet and funny and kind. It was almost too good to be true. Almost.
He stopped me at my class, for unfortunately he wasn't in it.
"Ella. I know it's early and we've just met and all, but I feel something, and you can't just ignore a feeling like this. Say you'll go out with me?" He asked, his big, green eyes were shining down on me, his soft lips in a pleading pout.
In any normal situation I would have said no, it was way too early, I would never jump into something this fast. But this wasn't a normal situation. This was fate.
"Ahh, sure" I flashed a grin. He beamed and kissed my cheek, then swiftly turned at headed to his class.
My skin burned from where his lips had touched my skin. I was tingling all over and I was weak at the knees.
I had never believed in love at first sight, but was my mind changing? Was this what love felt like? Like sitting in front of a warm fire in the house while storms and winds banged against the house?
I was barely watching where I was going as I made my way to my seat. I bumped into someone. I looked up so Iggy. "Sorry" I grinned, being in too good of a mood to let even Iggy Black ruin it.
"Wow, I'm blind and I can see your glow. What's up?" He asked. Normally I would have told him to mind his own business.
"That new kid Alex. He's sooooo dreamy. And he just asked me out" I said dreamily.
"And you said no right?" He asked urgently. "Of course not. Why would I say no to a God like that?" I asked like he was crazy then headed to my chair.
If it hadn't have been me this had happened to, I would have been laughing at the patheticness of the girl. I should have been slapping myself to snap out of it. It was absolutely ridiculous I should be feeling this way about a guy I just met, but I couldn't help it.
I was falling fast.
Iggy's POV
I sat down in my chair. I wasn't paying attention to what the teacher was saying; I didn't even remember what class this was.
I couldn't stop thinking about Ella and Alex.
He must have laid it on pretty thick to get her this wrapped in him. She was like a love-struck zombie. It was literally going to kill her when he was finished with her.
Anger boiled my blood as I thought of Alex. Why was he doing this? Why Ella? I answered my own question. Alex was like a dog. He sniffed out the vulnerability in girls. He could smell (Not literally) Ella and how soft and kind she was. How quiet and different she was. He saw not just how pretty she was but how damaged she was.
He was a psychopath, for I knew he liked to choose the kind-hearted ones with a damaged heart and he'd play with them, destroying them and tearing perfectly nice girls apart.
If I didn't know Alex, I would have thought it hilarious that Ella was dating 'a player' and would get her heart broken. But because it was Alex, I knew she'd never be the same again.
I wasn't about to let Alex destroy someone else I cared about.
I frowned as I thought that. I didn't care about Ella. Did I?
Well either way, Ella needed my help, even if she didn't know it yet. I had to save her.