Too Little Too Late 

Francisco's POV

I walked into the classroom and Alex was there, and I froze. She was different. Gorgeous. She wasn't in her usual get-up today. She was only in a white button-up shirt, wearing a black pencil skirt, and in high heels. She stood up and made her way to me. It was only us in here. I saw her legs. Long, tan, slender, and sexy. My throat felt dry and my breath hitched.

"Francisco," she whispered in my ear, and I groaned. "do you want me?" She asked me and I nodded frantically. 

I brought my hands to her slim waist, drinking in her newfound curves greedily. "God, I do. I never knew you were like this. I want you." I told her, and she smirked, her full lips looking delicious. I leaned in and she backed away. 

Her hands rubbed my chest and biceps and spoke with a hard voice. "Well, too bad. Ivan and I are together now. You waited too long. You think I'd just forget what you did to me?" She laughed darkly, smiling smugly. I shook my head, trying to speak, but she wouldn't let me. "You ruined me. That's why I'm like I am." She cried, running away from me. My heart sunk and I reached out to her, I wanted to cry with her now. Ivan appeared out of nowhere, and pulled her to him, glaring at me. I growled and lunged at him, beyond angry, I saw red. 

She smiled at him and they started kissing. I felt my heart crumble and break into pieces. I broke down, not caring who saw me. Then I felt a touch that sent tingles up and down my arm and warmed my whole body. A warm finger lifted my chin, and I looked into Alex's face. Her face was torn. "I still love you," she muttered, smiling a little.

That was when I woke up.

My breath was coming in quick pants and I was sweating. It had felt so real. The ache in my groin felt so real. I looked down and I groaned. Yep, it was real. Better take a cold shower.

After, I just sat there, thinking of the dream. Ivan? I know him... he's my buddy. Some buddy he is. But, I don't know if that dream was true... I sighed, I didn't know what to think anymore. I was just so tired of this. Between me and Alex was supposed to be love and trust. But instead, we had hatred and confusion. But I know that was my fault.

Her body... was that my imagination? Or the reality? It might just be... I was dying to find out. But, alas, today was Saturday, and I'd have to wait till Monday to find out. Usually, I was hoping that the weekend would last forever, but now... I wish it'd hurry the hell up. 

Alex's POV

I woke up feeling refreshed, and still a little guilty. What the hell? I didn't do anything wrong, I told my brain. I shook my head and just laid there for a few moments. I smiled as I thought how sweet Ivan was. After I told him yes, he smiled and lifted me off the ground, spinning me around. I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck so I wouldn't fall.

He let me down and smiled adoringly at me. I bit my lip and looked down. He kissed my cheek, his lips lingering there. He said he'd call me later for the details. I teased him about how excited he was about our date. And his response was, "Hell yeah, I am!"

Then my thoughts reluctantly drifted to Francisco. Even though the two men were completely different, I held feelings for both of them. With Francisco, I was focused on the past, and for Ivan... it-he-could be my future... my heart stirred at that thought. Though, I couldn't tell if it was happy about that though. After all, I was thinking with my brain about all of this.

Francisco had jet black hair and it was always styled messily. Sexy way, too. He had gorgeous hazel eyes, a straight nose, and kissable lips. A strong jawline, and high cheekbones. I sighed... Perfection.