(April’s POV)
“Alex? What is it, what’s wrong?” I asked again. I was really getting worried. He just suddenly froze, and he’s all flushed like he’s overheating or something. I got him to sit in the passenger seat of the car, but his head was down and he was unresponsive.
“Mmmmm” he suddenly groaned and for a second I felt a bit of relief. Until I was suddenly being roughly pulled against him and his lips were crashing down on mine.
At first, I nearly gave in to him. But something didn’t feel right. No, I take that back. It wasn’t that it didn’t feel right, it was that it felt wrong. Very wrong.
I pushed him away, but those bands of steel he calls arms only tightened around me, holding me in place. I’m strong, but Alex has always been just slightly stronger than me. If it weren’t for
