Believe Me 

Alex's POV

"Wha-?" I muttered to no one in particular, still half asleep. And that's what I want to be... asleep. Francisco's stupid iPhone is blasting, "The Motto," on full volume. God, I already find his voice annoying, but this is worse! I reach over him to his nightstand, careful not to wake him up.

It was a text message... by someone named Isabella. Isabella? That redhead that he's always with? I'm not a stalker. Just, they're popular. I stole a peak at him and opened it. God, why am I doing this? I shook my head and was about to put it back when I saw the letters form words. Those words formed sentences.

'Franny, we need to talk. im pregnant... i think its yours :L' is what it said, and I felt my heart drop. I was gasping for air, it was hard to breathe. For some odd reason, I trusted him. With everything I had. Hell, I was ready to give it to him yesterday! But... who was I kidding? He's just a whore... that'll never be ready for commitment. 

I turned the screen off and threw it on the nightstand, not caring anymore. I sat up slowly and rubbed my hands over my face. My hands grew wet and I realized that I was crying. Alex, I scolded myself, stop crying! We've been through more and we didn't shed a single tear. Why is this time different?

"Franny" was rustling in bed and, being the coward I was, I quickly laid down again and pretended to be asleep. He groaned as he sat up. I felt his eyes on me, and I heard him clumsily grab his phone. "Fuck," I heard him mutter and rushed to get out of the bed. I heard a door close and I figure it was the bathroom to get ready to meet Isabella.

Tears were coming back but I forced them back down and made myself be still. I heard the shower turn on and in a matter of minutes, Francisco was out the door. I sighed brokenly when I heard him drive away. I wouldn't mope around like an idiot so I decided to get up for real. I turned the shower on and got in.

After I got out, I heard this, "Alex? Alex, where are you?" I sighed and scowled to the mirror. Francisco. I did not need this right now. I was finally beginning to be okay. I smiled in relief as I saw my clothes and slowly put them on. As soon as I got out of the humid bathroom I was engulfed in a hug from Francisco. "Hey, sorry I wasn't there when you woke up I had some business to take care of." He spoke with no hesitation. Wow, so he's a good liar... no real shocker there.

I looked up at him and saw his eyes soften down at me. That's weird. I opened my mouth to tell him I wanted to go home when he covered my mouth with his. Without thought-and definitely without permission-I kissed him back fiercely. His arms circled around my waist and I thought how those arms could have been around Isabella not so long ago. In this same position!

His tongue slipped inside my mouth and I groaned with the feel of it, but, that was when I lost. I turned my head and he started kissing my neck. Man, this is hard, I thought to myself. I pushed him away and finally got his attention. On my face, that is. But his eyes soon started drifting towards my lips again and I spat out what I needed to say. "I want to go home," and he froze. I gulped, suddenly scared to was he was going to say.

A/N - OKAY, SO... ONLY 4 MORE DAYS TILL I MOVE... TO CALIFORNIA BABY! NOT that EXCITED, BUT I CONVINCED MY MOM TO NOT LET ME GO TO SCHOOL FOR AT LEAST 2-3 WEEKS... JUST, CAUSE SHE'S MAKING ME MOVE... HAHA, OKAY. SO REMEMBER

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