Too Much Of You Is Never Enough.

"Come inside, and sit down."He said.

I stepped inside, and did as I was told.

He sat down next to me and spoke softly.

"What is the matter?"

When I said nothing, he seemed to understand.

"Gaskank?"

I nodded. "but, please,"I said my voice shaky"please don't call him that..."

He was gonna protest, but i suppose thought better and quickly shut up.

"Just tell me what's wrong?"

I told him everything.

"Wow..."He said, unsurprised.

"Yeah...."I said. all the past tears gone, though I still couldn't get a grip on my feelngs."And the funny part is, I thought he liked me...I thought he was different...."

"Well, all I can say is---maybe he wasn't the one...?"he asked quietly.

well of course he would say that! my conscience prompted.

but he cares!

no he doesn't! he just wants in your pants---and that night proves it! My mind argues back.

i ignored it, and listened to what he was saying.

"You know?"

I nodded.

"But maybe, do you think you'd be better off with someone else?"

uh oh I know were this is going.

I nodded slowly.

"Do you think you could be better off with me?"

Oh the dreaded question.

I answered yes, much to my conscience's dismay.

"uh I guess we could give it a try."I said.

He looked like just wont he lottery.

"But-"I started.

"I know what you're going to say." He said his smile never faltering."That if I get hurt from this, it's all my fault, not yours."

I smled a little."You took the words out of my mouth."

****

He drove me home, sometime later.

I got out of his car and ran to my porch out of the rain. I was totally surprised to find Alex, my Ale, waiting for me.

Wait...did I just say 'my alex'?

oh yes you did! sore one for conscience!

I walked over to him and sat down on the porch swing as well.

"Hey. I'm sorry." He said softly.

"Sorry for what?" I asked trying to play this cool.

"For...you know..."

"Oh...."

"Yeah..." He broke the ice,"Why were you so...sad?"

God do i have to spell it out for him?

*internal sigh*Apparently.

"I was sad because I just...don't like her. Sorry but I just don't" I shook my head.

That was believable right?

"Oh..."

"Yeah, I'm sorry but she's a total bi.tch to me."

This wasn't so much of a lie. Just the other day she caught me in the hallway.

~flashback~

"Hey emo chick!"
She did not just call me emo.

I wheeled around to face her. God her voice just bugs me to death.

"What little miss sl.ut?"

Thats right I went there.

"Don't even go there."

"Well I just did. Anyways what the he.ll did you come to bug me for?" I said walking away.

"Don't walk away from me!"

"Well then get to the point!"

"Stay away from Alex---he likes me, not you. You're just some emo chick that he hangs out with cause he feels sorry for you!"

"Yeah right. He cares about me as a friend." I emphasized the word friend. "And who the fu.ck are you calling emo? Learn your stuff dimwit, emos cut, it's a state of mind, not a look!"

And then i walked away.

~end flshback~

He thought of that as well and chuckled, "Yeah she told me about that."

My heart skipped a beat.

"Told you about what?"

"That she called you emo, and you told her off."

My heart slowed it's pace. Of course she didn't tell him about that.

"Oh yeah." I laughed. "you sure know how to pick them. next time pick a girl with bigger brains than she has boobs."

He laughed. "I'll definitely keep that in mind....so still friends?"

I smiled. "The best!"