katBecause You're Cute When You're Jealous – OneShot.

"Argh, what do you want now?"

"To talk maybe? You know, communicate? What the hell! Why'd you just slap me?"

I turned around to look at his puppy dog face, it was just screaming 'forgive me'. I rolled my eyes at him and heaved out an irritated breath. He looked up from under his eyelashes and the dark brown hair that fell over his eyes.

"Hannah, will you look at me?!" He demanded as he grabbed both my arms. He was frustrated, but what did I care? I was being more than understanding. I slapped him once! ONCE! Okay, maybe twice, but that's nothing compared to what he did to me.

"No, you're an ass and I hate you. Let go of me. Now." I looked past him, avoiding his eyes. I mean, what gave him the right to talk to me like that? I mean, I don't care or anything, about the thing he did. It's totally his decision. If he wants to go and be a stupid dumb ass that's his choice.

I don't care. Really.

He tilted my chin up with his hand so that his eyes were burying mine. His blue eyes were captivating my dull green eyes. I really don't know why anyone would want to look into my eyes.

"Stop it Alec," I put my hands on his chest and gave a small push "Not that I care if you, you know, go out with her" I clenched my teeth as the thought of her came to mind. That all too perfect blond hair, with those eyes that had excessive amounts of eyeliner around them, and that smile. God, if that girl smiled she could get away with anything, which is exactly why I hated her.

"Obviously you do, you've slapped me three times already" He smirked as he took an advancing step towards me. "Something's wrong Hannah, I may be a dumb jock, but I'm not stupid"

All I could do was roll my eyes. I mean what would you do? He's got you, there's nothing you can do. If I denied it with words he'd know. If I spoke my voice would crack and it'd be obvious. I shook my head, still avoiding his eyes.

"Hannah," He smiled "Tell me" He leaned over, pushing me up against the library wall and whispered in my ear. "Tell me" Two words and he already had my knees weak. His cool breath against my ear gave me the shivers. I wanted him to come closer, but I couldn't. He was hers now and we were just friends. Nothing more.

My voice croaked "Twice" I corrected as I tried to focus on my breathing, which right now was pretty damn hard.

"What?" He pulled back, slightly confused

"I slapped you twice" I tried to make my voice sound bored "You're lucky you're pretty" I added with sarcasm and a shrug.

"Three times" He smirked "I think I'd remember, don't you?" He stared into my eyes, daring me to question him.

"Twice" I stuttered. With that I pressed my palms on his chest and gave a rough shove. "Good luck with her, really, I wish you both the best" I said with a forced smile then took off out of the library. I shook my head as I headed up to the second floor to get some books from my locker.

I mean really, who does he think he is? So what, we've been friends forever. So he expects me to just support him in his every decision blindly? I don't think so. Not when it comes to her. He knows how much I hate her. He knows what she did to me all those years ago, and worse, he knows what type of girl she is. He's definitely taken too many soccer balls to the head.

I looked up from my feet to see a couple making out, blocking access to my locker. I cleared my throat trying to get their attention. Didn't seem to work, never really does. "Excuse me" I said in an annoyed voice "You're blocking my locker, again" I smiled politely

The girl pulled back and looked at me, squinting her eyes "You" She smirked as she shook her head. I saw her eyes travel up and down my body doing what we call a "style check". She snorted and was obviously not impressed with my old jeans and plain black tee.

"Yes, me, can I get to my locker now?" I said impatiently

"Whatever" The girl rolled her eyes and grabbed her boyfriends arm then walked off down the hallway. "Gotta love high school" I murmured to myself as I opened my unlocked locker and grabbed some Bio books then roughly stuffed them in my skull sling bag.

"Apparently" A deep voice came from behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know whose voice it was. I just needed to turn around, to look up at him and I'd be gone. All my will power would disappear just like that. It'd be better if I just stared at my Biology books, that way I could still remain sober. Good plan brain.

"What do you want Alec?"

"You know, you're so cute when you're jealous" I could hear the smirk in his voice. He was doing his smart-ass attitude with me. He only did his smart-ass thing when he was nervous.

"Jealous?!" I stood up and spun around "You have got to be kidding" I said seriously as I looked into his eyes to make my meaning more sincere. Oh God, it is so obvious right now. He probably knows! And worse! He knows I know he knows!

"Well, its kind of obvious Hannah, I mean you slapped me three times. You've never slapped me before" He grinned. He knew he was right and I'd given him more than enough proof. Guilty as charged.

"Sure I have, like that time before…." I scratched my head trying to remember a time when I actually did slap him.

He had me.

"You're adorable when you're nervous" He said slowly as he pushed me up against my locker. His eyes were dead serious, yet his mouth held a playful smile. I looked away then focused on breathing and slowing my heartbeat down.

"I'm not nervous" I stuttered and looked away quickly "You obviously don't know me very well" I tried –and when I say tried, I mean failed- a convincing 'whatever' attitude. I think the crack in my voice gave it away.

"You're sweet when you're in denial" He whispered in my ear as he pressed his body to mine. God, did he want me to die from a heart attack? I could feel my heart pounding in my ears and there was nothing I could do to slow it down. Breath in, out, in, out, out, out, out. Not working.

"I… She's your girlfriend Alec" I sighed "I don't like you, I don't know how you got that impression" I said seriously, but it was obvious I was lying though my teeth.

"Really? I thought it was kind of obvious. You know I don't like her" He added with a grin "I've got my eye set on someone else" He said as he looked deeper into my eyes and moved in so that his lips were centimeters from mine. I don't know why but my heart jumped. Why? Probably because I had this warm fuzzy feeling that maybe that 'someone else' could be me.

"Really?" My voice was shaky as I tried to disguise the hopefulness in it. "Who?" I asked daringly.

"Who do I want?" He asked

The suspense was killing me. Did I want to know? If the answer wasn't me it'd only end in another heartbreak and more slapping. I shouldn't have asked. I shouldn't have hoped. I should've known better. Yet, I nodded, taking a deep breath waiting for his answer.

"I'm looking at her" He whispered as he touched him lips to mine. I swear, if he didn't kiss me right then I would have said something stupid like "You like my locker?" Thank God he kissed me, in more ways then one. His kisses was so much better than I would have ever imagined. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled my body closer to him. It was sensational, his lips were so soft and he tasted so sweet. He was kissing me in ways that should be illegal. Everything was blocked out, sound, time, vision. All I could see, here and now was him. Right here, right now. Him, touching me in ways I never thought he would.

I pulled back and looked him straight in the eye "Is this for real?" I asked doubtingly

He smiled and replied "Hannah, you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that. Yes, this is for real and yes I love you. That whole thing with her was just a rumor" He smirked "A really stupid rumor"

"What?" My eyes widened "Then why didn't you tell me?" I put my palms on his chest, ready to push him away even though everything was telling me not to.

"Because, you're cute when you're jealous" And with that he pressed his lips to mine.

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