Alex’s Perspective

I should’ve just laid back down on Dallas’s couch and slept off this alcohol so I could leave. But no.

First I went into her kitchen and snatched a brownie. They were cool, but still a little warm. Then I went into her room to be a creep. I touched her sheets that were almost as soft as her skin. The sheets that she slept between every night. The pillow smelled of her shampoo and the leave-in product she uses that I really like the smell of.

I felt something hard underneath her pillow and I lifted the pillow to find a black journal with a generic inspirational quote scrawled on the front cover, but it meant something because the quote must have spoken to Dallas in some way.

I’d seen this very journal peeking out from her giant purse the day we met. I flipped through the pages, noticing an abundance of lyrics and quotes by me and my band, as well as little blurbs of commentary on her surroundings.

There were a few longer entries, that began the day of the week, the date, and her location, and discussed what she’d been doing and thinking at the time. I found the entry from the day we met:

Oh my God, I met all of All Time Low yesterday!!!!! They came back to visit Dulaney and Zack even remembered me! He also had his arm around me the whole time! And I got all of their phone numbers <33333

I think Zack likes me, the way I like him. He kept making excuses to touch me! It was kind of adorable. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking. I really love him, even though I don’t know him personally. I mean, for now. Who knows what’ll happen now.

I just want a guy who will like me for me, not for what I’ve been known to do with boys. I feel like Zack could be that guy. He’s sweet, he’s kind, considerate. All this and I barely know him. I sound crazy.

But it’s weird because I had a thing for Alex for a while (from like seventh to eleventh grade) but him and Lisa are just too cute and meeting Zack made me appreciate him so much. I don’t know.

So that was it. That was Dallas’s way of rejecting me, and she hadn’t even said anything. But I didn’t know about her liking me before. Of course not. How I wanted to hold that against her, but that would mean admitting that I went through her things. And I was already feeling bad about that.

I heard a key unlocking the door and I hurried to put the journal back how it was and assume my position on the couch. She came in and looked at me weird. I suppose I looked guilty.

In truth, I couldn’t remember why I was even here. Had we slept together? No, my clothes were still on. That was good. Zack would murder me. On second thought, so would Lisa. Oh God, focus, Alex!

“Uh h-hey Dallas, fancy meeting you here.” Idiot.

“It’s my apartment, so...”

“Yeah. Did I drive myself here?” I asked. I needed answers, now.

“Yeah, you were drunk, you came to see me, I let you rest, then left.” she explained. Wait, that was it?

“Woah, I don’t remember any of that! Well, I’m gonna head home.” I hugged her quickly, just enough for her scent to wash over me.

I walked out to my car and drove away. It sucked that I couldn’t talk to anyone about this because it’d look weird that I’d slept on the couch at my best friend’s girlfriend’s apartment, drunk. Plus Dallas was the only other one there.

Wait, if she knew I didn’t remember, she could hide anything stupid I’d done while drunk. Had I kissed her? More than that? I pulled over and rested my aching head in my hands, tugging at my hair. I was in way over my head.

Notes

Title: Someone Like You, The Summer Set

boom. Second update within 12 hours.