Hiya, I know lots of you guys wanted the second chapter for this story, so here you go.
Also, check my profile for a picture of Selena in the upcoming scene.
Be warned, this chapter is corny, haha, enjoy.
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Alex's POV
It's been about a month since the incident.
Shane Gray was found guilty in court, charged for sexual assault, his brothers disappointed in him, and his fans shunned him. Mitchie recovered from the dreadful experience, having forgotten about what had happened at the bridge due to trauma. I was still smitten over her, heart beating past normal every time she would call my name or brush against me, leaving a ghostly trail across my skin, and burning it with passion.
I still haven't told her. My powers, my love for her, and my infatuation, but tonight I will. "I can do this. I can do this.." I grabbed my navy blue sweater, heading out the door with a single rose clenched tightly in my hand. I was nervous, wouldn't anyone else be if they were on their way to confess their forbidden love to a best friend of seven years? Being nervous was an understatement, I was uneasy and tense. My heart felt like a ticking time bomb, like it was to explode, leaving only the remains of myself.
I grabbed my Converses from the floor, dropping the rose gently, and sat down to slip the shoes on. Retrieving my rose from the ground, I placed my hand upon the knob of my front door, and let out a breath of air I didn't know I had been holding in. "Good luck, honey," my mother said to me from the living room, watching television. "Yeah, thanks."
And now I'm itching for the tall grass
And longing for the breeze
I need to step outside
Just to see if I can breathe
I gotta find a way out
Maybe there's a way out
It was raining again, it's been raining on and off for the past month, but it has been mostly thunderstorms. Does the sky always react to how I'm feeling prior to Mitchie? I sighed, slipping my free hand into my jacket pocket, groping around for a small piece of paper, making sure it was there, I smiled. "It's now or never." Stepping onto the road separating my house and Mitchie's, I looked to my left and right side. I wouldn't want to be in a hospital when I declare my amour for her.
"Alrighty, I'm alive." I took a gander at her driveway, only Mitchie's car was there, which meant she was home alone. "Awesome." I skipped cautiously towards her front door, slipping my hand into my jacket pocket once again and clasped the note tightly.
I rang the doorbell.
Each passing second felt like it was adding potency to the time bomb I had in my chest. "Coming," I hear Mitchie say faintly through the door. I started hyperventilating. "OhmygoshwhyamIdoingthis?!" My eyes opened as wide as a deer in headlights when I heard the doorknob vibrate. "Gotta run! Gotta run! Gotta run and hide!" I turned around as fast as I could, but an enchanting voice made my legs almost give. "Alex?" I stared at her, my mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. I couldn't say anything, my asthma was acting up, I guess I was right about that bomb. "Alex, are you okay?!" She grabbed my shoulders and tried to shake some sense out of me.
It didn't work too well.
I grabbed the folded piece of paper in my jacket and shoved it in her chest. "R-Read." She nodded and opened the material. I snapped out of my erratic breathing when I had an epiphany. I snagged an unusual object from my other jacket pocket. Inhaler. I shoved the item into my mouth and began to take deep breaths. My breathing returned to a somewhat normal pace, that is, until Mitchie looked at me with an unreadable expression. We stood there for what seemed like hours. I was holding my inhaler in my mouth still, frozen in place, the rose in my other hand pricking at me with thorns I thought I had already cut out. She was standing in front of me, her shoulders tense, the note in one hand at her side.
I couldn't stand this awkwardness.
I grabbed her hand and placed the rose in her palm, then turned around with one thing in my mind. Run. She won't hurt you with what you haven't heard her say. I was about to take off, but a swift hand tugged at my shoulder hard, causing me to fall backwards, expecting a painful collision, I braced myself for it.
It never came.
Mitchie's arms pulled me into an embrace, her chin landing softly on my shoulder. "I love you too." She dropped the note she had in her hand. "You take my breath away, literally." I said, between pants. We both laughed and I turned around to stare into a pair of eyes melting into mine. I don't know which one of us started leaning towards the other, but soon enough, we were in heaven.
'Mitchie, I've waited all this time for this day to arrive, to tell you how I really feel deep down inside. It's really been hard, for me to watch you cry in my arms. I restrain myself from looking into your beautiful brown eyes and telling you how I really feel. I find excuses to be with you, whether it be to watch a movie with you or tag along side for your concerts, I'm always there. I know that this note may be sappy, but whenever I'm with you, I'm happy.
I love you and I hope you love me too.'
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Narrator's POV
"Should we interrupt them?" Justin raised his eyebrow at his mother, Theresa. "Only if I can do it." Justin smirked and pulled out his cellphone from his back pocket, using his free hand, he moved the window curtain out of the way and leaned against the wall.
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Alex's POV
I felt a vibration in my butt. Oh wait, that's my cell phone. I pulled out the bothersome phone and stared at its screen, not moving away from Mitchie's lips even once.
From Justin: Thank you for scarring me for life with your lezzie makeout. :(
That idiot.