The Anklebiters

It was a Sunday afternoon when it happened.

Hayley sat on Alex’s bed with him, watching his facial features contort as his fingers lingered across the strings of his guitar. He hummed a melody under his breath, trying to recount the words of a song he created last night. Hayley tried to pry her eyes away as a million thoughts swarmed her brain, like one in particular.

Yep, her conscious concluded, you definitely like Alex.

“Okay, I think I got the first verse and chorus.” He then smiled to her, quickly scribbling down the words on a random piece of notebook paper. She quickly returned from her daydream.

She gestured for him to continue. “Go on,” she beamed.

He cleared his throat as he sat up and instantly started the tune. Humming the beginning, he immediately went into the song, his soft voice filling the room:

“Shooting for the stars
Desperately reaching
For something in the dark
Pictures of memories

“Buried in my heart
Lie awake and dream of
The endless possibilities
Catch my breath and go for it

“Take apart
Everything that’s
Holding me down

“Make a point
To pick a new direction
To make a new connection …”

He smiled to himself, wondering if Hayley knew what all of this was leading too. Of course, the orange-haired girl was completely oblivious; Alex always surprised her.

“Is this what it feels like?
Finding out
That I've got the guts
To say anything

“Feels like
Breaking out
When I can
Give up my reputation

“Finally,
I can see
Honestly, I've got the guts
To say anything …”

He finished what he had of the tune and then looked at her, almost disappointed. “And that’s where I’m stuck,” he sighed.

“It’s amazing, regardless” she smiled, making him do the same. “Remember when you asked me about after high school?”

He chuckled softly. “Not this again.

“No, just hear me out!” She giggled while throwing a pillow at him. He finally shut his mouth. “What I’m trying to say is that maybe you should start considering music schools. I know that everyone tells you football should be your main goal, but I honestly think you’re way better at music and you could do something with it in the future. Not a lot of people make it in that industry, but you can, Alex.”

She glanced over at him, seeing that he was staring at her with the biggest grin on his face. “What?” She furrowed her brow.

“I just …” Was now the time? He had to do it sooner or later, or he’d just about throw up right now. Finally, he muttered, “I love you.”

Hayley’s mouth went agape. Oh, no, she thought. She was hoping this would never happen. She was hoping the Anklebiters would tell her to end this before this could happen. Shit, shit, shit, she kept repeating in her head. She knew she liked Alex―she liked him a lot―but she wasn’t sure if she was actually in love with him.

Despite the internal battle ragging inside of her, she stuttered, “I―um―I love you too.”

His smile was too large to compete with anyone else’s in the world, even showing his shiny teeth. His grin soon faded as he watched Hayley stare at him, still in her shocked state. He might as well keep going while he was at his house alone with her. He knew she was the one, so now was the time for everything.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Hayley watched Alex inch toward her and almost instantly, his lips attacked hers. Without one thought, Alex slammed their tangled bodies on the bed. He clearly didn’t know exactly what he was doing, but Hayley went with it nonetheless. His tongue poked at her lip, and she allowed him entrance. It was when she started running her hands through his hair that she felt his hands starting to lift her top off her torso.

She was in deep shit.

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