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[32] Mr. Player & Miss Stuck-up- 'It Couple'

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Chapter 32

[Alex's POV]

I sat there on the bed dumbfounded. I had no idea what to do. This all felt so unreal. I didn't know what to do. I was feeling slightly numb. As Dylan's words sunk in I felt various emotions-Anger, annoyance, and hurt. Yeah, a lot of hurt. I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. I wanted to shout my lungs out and get rid of all this frusturation. Because right now, I felt so damn hurt-again.

It seems that getting hurt is what always happens to me when I'm around Dylan. That fateful night when I kissed Dylan in the party. Now I wish that I'd never done that. If only I had controlled my anger, sucked-up my pride and walked away, I wouldn't be going through what I'm going through right now.

He liked Stacey. He fucking liked her! Tears started blurring my vision. Shit! I can't cry. Not for him. Not for anyone. And defintiely not here. I quickly got up and headed for the balcony. I bolted the door which led to it, locking myself outside so that no-one could disturb me.

My breath was coming ragged. I continuously wiped my eyes, not allowing a single drop of tear to escape. I couldn't cry. I promised myself that I'd never cry for a guy. Never ever. Especially not for Dylan Kennedy.

But it felt impossible, because I needed to cry. I needed to cry so damn bad. I needed to get this hurt and pain out of my system. And so I cried. I didn't bawl on and on for hours. The tears lasted for 2-3 minutes but I cried all the same. Honestly though, after the tears were reduced to small silent sobs, I felt awfully better.

But I felt hurt too. Could he actually hurt me anymore? Was that even possible? He had used me, played me, rejected me, kissed another girl...But to think he can actually have true, real, significant feelings for some other girl is so heart-breaking. So very heart-breaking.

But there is nothing I can possibly do, can I? I can't force anyone to have feelings for me. All I can do is accept this fact and move on.

Oh c'mon Alex! He likes her, not loves her!

But he led me on all the same. Just this evening we both shared yet another intimate moment of our own. In fact we even kissed some hours back! And now he likes her? This must have been so easy for him. Its all a game for him. How can I even forget he's a player? How can I?

So am I an option for him or something? He thinks he can mess around with me until he gets Stacey. What am I? His back-up girl? The second option?

I resisted the urge to cry more. I really did. Its no use crying for someone who doesn't care. I just felt betrayed. I don't even know why I felt like that, but thats how I really felt. I wanted to tell myself that it didn't hurt, but it did. It did a lot.

I finally got up, feeling slightly shaky. Wiped my eyes properly and headed back for the room. I unbolted the door and went inside and went back to sleep. Trying to sleep was hard. Flashes of Dylan and Stacey kissing filled up my mind. Stacey's girly voice played again and again in my mind. And then Dylan's voice and his confession.

Call me stupid, but a little part of my heart still hoped.

[Dylan's POV]

Stacey had her arms wrapped around me tightly, all the signs of sleep gone. But I just stared at the locked door which led to the balcony. Alex was there outside. I'd hurt her again.

Damn!

I'm such an idiot! A big time idiot! And a really unlucky one too. I make up my mind to confess my feelings to this one girl and mess up, ending up confessing to the wrong girl. Whats more, it had to be Stacey of all people! Now she has an excuse to be all clingy to me. In fact, she probably thinks we're a couple.