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Song: "False God" by Taylor Swift
-This chapter just has that mood

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The next few days were hell for Heather. Courtney and Alejandro seemed to be spending more time together. Alejandro still wasn't talking to her unless necessary. It got so bad that Courtney didn't come home until late last night. When she questioned where she was, she only told her she was out with Bridgette. She didn't buy into it one bit.

So today, she was doing a little spying. It's for her own good, she told herself. Since she won't tell me what's going on, I must find out myself.

Heather snuck out of class to go to the "bathroom" so she could head to Courtney's class at the time. Good thing they knew each other's schedules each day like the back of their hands. Courtney's first class was calculus that day. She peeked behind the door and saw her friend taking notes. She squinted to see if she was doodling anyone's name on her paper. Specifically, Alejandro's. But she couldn't tell. Fuck. Nothing interesting is happening now. She decided to go back to class but couldn't focus for the rest of the lesson.

Lunch was a whole other story. Courtney sat with her and Bridgette, but this time, she was sitting away from everyone with Alejandro. Ew, he's on the girl's side. She got closer to them but stayed far away enough so it wouldn't look obvious.

"Oh, Alejandro," she heard Courtney giggle. "You're so handsome."

"And you are beautiful," he smiled. He noticed Heather had stepped within earshot and mentally smirked to himself. "In fact, you are the only pretty woman here."

Heather's eyes widened. Did he just say she's the only pretty one?! Why is he acting like he never met me?!

"Thanks...you," Courtney sighed dreamily, bopping his nose.

"Of course. Ah, I could get lost in those eyes forever." Alejandro had gotten Courtney to the point where she no longer had to be around Duncan or Gwen to flirt with him. He saw this as a victory. She was the most intelligent woman he had ever tricked. He couldn't wait to brag about this to José. And soon, she'll be in my bed.

Heather was desperate now. It's been almost a week, and he hasn't even looked in my direction. She felt around the back of her shorts. "Oh no... did I just sit in gum?"

"You're good!" Sierra answered.

Heather ignored her. When Alejandro didn't look away from Courtney, she spoke louder. "I think I sat in some gum!"

"No, I said you're good," Sierra repeated.

Heather shot her a glare. "Someone look at my booty! Is it-"

"Totally clean!" Sierra snapped. "Wow, obsess much?"

"Ugh!" Heather crossed her arms. Forget this! She stormed off.

Alejandro nearly burst out laughing. How cute. I've never seen her like this before. She's so desperate for my attention- just one glance. As much as I want to, I won't give it to her. I'm working on Courtney now. However, he couldn't help but look at her butt from the very corner of his eye. Not bad. Not bad at all.

Courtney noticed the way her friend was behaving. "Wow, Heather's been acting weird lately," she told Alejandro. "Like, really weird."

"Que? What has she been doing? Besides this incident?"

"She's been getting little to no sleep, she hardly eats her breakfast, and she sings in the shower. Heather never SINGS in the shower. Yes, she quietly hums, but they're like full-blown concerts in there now!"

"Huh..." Have I really affected her that much? Alejandro wondered. There's no way it could be another guy. Could it be? No. She likes me. He smiled inwardly to himself. But it was no cunning smile. It was a warm, happy smile. He swore he could physically feel his heart light up in his chest at the thought of her singing in the shower. Dios, what is wrong with me?

"Anyways, I think this whole flirting thing is working. Duncan looks agitated, and Gwen looks so jealous. I just need Duncan to confront me about it. Then I'll feel better. I hope his life is miserable now."

"...Ah, sí. Absolutely." He had to force himself to stop thinking about Heather for the time being. You're going to mess up the plan, Alejandro. "So... we have some time before your next class today, no?"

"Yes, it doesn't start for another hour."

"Then how do you feel about making good use of our time?" He smirked.

"Like making Duncan and Gwen suffer more?"

"We've done enough of that already. I think it's time we focus on us."

"Um..." Courtney blushed. "Look, Alejandro, I don't think I'm ready for something like that yet. I just got out of a long relationship. You're a nice guy and all, but I don't think I could be that serious with someone again."

He faked a deep frown. "...Oh, alright."

"Thank you for understanding." She placed a hand on his shoulder before she walked off.

Ok, maybe I didn't fully trick her. Ugh, I can just hear José laughing! He walked back to the fraternity, pretending he wasn't bothered.

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Heather needed a distraction today. She wasn't sure if she could get through the rest of the evening and get any of her homework done unless she practiced her ballet in the study room.

By now, almost everyone was out of the building. The college would close in a couple of hours, so she had plenty of time. Since some people were still around, she pulled down the blinds to the window for some privacy.

She played the practice music on her phone and took a deep breath before starting.

A few minutes later, Alejandro was finished with his last class. He walked past the private study room and heard the music. It wasn't the same song as before, but he had this feeling it was her. Smirking, he held his ear up to the door. Ah, what lovely music. Too bad I can't see her in all her glory.

He caught sight of a small space between the blinds and peeked through. He saw Heather jumping up and down on her tiptoes for a warmup. Still so graceful. How does she do it?

The longer he watched, the more he wanted to come in and watch. He eyed the door. What are the chances that it's unlocked? He ever so carefully twisted the handle. To his surprise, it turned and opened.

Heather was spinning around when she saw him enter the room. She immediately stopped and turned off the music, looking flustered. "What are you doing here?!"

"I just thought I'd get a nice close-up of the show you're putting on, chica."

"Oh, so now you talk to me?!"

"Whatever do you mean?" He asked tauntingly.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Alejandro," she glared daggers at him.

"Surely, I don't have to explain it. You know why I'm flirting with women. When dealing with jealousy-"

She grabbed him by the collar, backing him up against the wall. I've had enough of this bastard. "I am not jealous, you arrogant-"

Just when Alejandro thought she couldn't get any more irresistible, she does this. He grabbed her wrists, looking for any excuse to touch her. Her skin is so soft. "Of course, I refer to Courtney. I must make her believe no one else exists for me. That's how manipulation works. But believe me, Heather, the only woman I want to look at is you."

Her face softened. "That's...you're so...wh-whatev..." He gently stroked her cheek, staring into her stormy grey eyes. She looked back into his emerald ones with nothing but passion.

"You love dancing, right?" She nodded, almost in a daze. "Well, let me teach you another dance." He slid his hand down her waist to the middle of her back. Heather shivered. He used his other hand to take hers and place it on his left shoulder. He then held her free hand.

Heather felt her heart pound out of control. She knew what he was doing- teaching her how to tango. He started moving his feet slowly, giving her an idea of how to move her own. She followed his lead, never taking her eyes off his.

"You're doing great," he whispered seductively. For once, he wasn't using that tone purposely.

That was the last straw for Heather. She wasted no time connecting her lips with his. Alejandro's eyes widened in surprise at first, then he closed them, kissing her back. Her lips...they were something else.

When they pulled away, he went right back for more. All it took was once to make him want more. He gently nibbled at her bottom lip, running his hand through her dark hair. So silky and perfect.

She hesitantly slid her tongue in his mouth before swirling it around his. His hand made its way down to her lower back. He rubbed the area over and over as they continued to make out. Heather felt relieved she at least kissed someone before. Otherwise, she would've been beyond embarrassed because, damn, he was experienced.

Alejandro reached back towards the door to lock it, his hands shaking with excitement. Heather pressed her body against his, holding onto his shoulders. He ran his hands up and down her arms and hips, breathing heavily. She looked at him every time they took a hiatus from kissing, which only lasted a couple of seconds. Both had forgotten their surroundings at this point.

Alejandro nearly lost control when he saw the lust clouding her eyes. He backed her up against the long desk in the room. She sat on it and quickly scooted back. He leaned down and started kissing her neck. "Mind if I try to remove the gum from that booty of yours?"

She breathed out in disbelief. "Jerk...you didn't even look."

"Oh, believe me, I did," he mumbled against the skin on her neck.

"G-go ahead then," she panted. He caressed her butt. The feel of it in his hands drove him crazy. "Mmm..." Heather kissed him, moaning against his lips. Her fingers found their way to the buttons on his shirt. Before she could even ask, Alejandro placed his hands over hers, guiding her fingers as she opened each button all the way down.

Heather's cheeks flushed dark red when she saw his tanned abs and chest. She gently traced her hands across his skin, mesmerized. Alejandro shuddered with pleasure. Her hands felt beyond amazing already. He was anticipating what the rest of her would feel like.

She slid her tank top off, revealing a lacy black bra. He marveled at the sight of her breasts covered by the thin layer of clothing. "Oh, Dios, you're so hot." They made out more.

"Alejandro...touch me," Heather whispered in desperation.

"Where, Hermosa?"

"Anywhere you want."

He nodded, his hand immediately caressing her boob through her bra. She tried to control her breathing, but the new sensation felt so good. She massaged the back of his head as he switched between breasts.

She helped him take off his shirt completely. He rubbed the inside of her thighs. "May I take your leggings off, señorita?"

"I told you, you can touch me anywhere you want, idiot."

He chuckled, sliding them down her legs. "I'm just making sure. You look rather nervous."

"What?! No, I am not nervous!" She lied.

He traced her bare legs with his fingers, holding her chin up with his other hand. "Have you done something like this before?"

"I...no," she shook her head shyly, looking away from him. Stupid jerk face makes me act like this! He paused for a moment as if thinking it over. Is he not interested now?! She became worried.

"Just tell me when to stop, ok?" He said gently, playing with the end of her ponytail.

She nodded, her stomach twisting in knots. "Ok."

He ever so slowly reconnected their lips, kissing tenderly. He felt like he was in a dream right now. A very good dream that he never wanted to wake up from. Just to make sure it's real... He laid her down on the table and started kissing down her stomach.

"Ahhhh...." Heather sighed with pleasure. She could feel every single kiss he mapped on her skin. He started tasting her, licking her up to her chest. He unhooked her bra with ease and gently squeezed her nipples. "Tell me, does that feel good?"

"Y-yes..." her whole body became flushed.

"Good." He slowly kissed her breasts all over. "These are magnificent."

"I... haaaa." She shut her eyes, allowing herself to enjoy the sensation. After a few minutes of pleasuring her there, he climbed on top of her and ever so gently rubbed the sacred area between her legs.

Heather gasped. "Oh my god..." she breathed, blushing red as a tomato. "I-it's really sensitive."

"And is that a good or bad thing?"

"G-good...really good." Her legs twitched as she got used to someone else touching her there. As he saw that she was warming up to it, he slowly slid his index finger inside her. He wanted to make this experience as enjoyable as possible for her. He knew it could feel uncomfortable for women when they lost their virginities, and he didn't like the thought of Heather in any pain or discomfort.

"Whoa," she blushed.

"Is this ok?"

"Mhm. Just different."

He kissed her and added in another finger. She was so wet that he thought she hardly needed any warming up, but he was doing it just in case.

Heather's hands gripped his chest as she felt pleasure begin to build up. Alejandro started nibbling and licking at her neck, hardly able to hold back any longer.

"Are you ready?" He asked huskily, desire in his eyes. Heather focused on the way he was looking at her. It was something she would never forget. No guy had ever given her that look before. She couldn't even describe how she felt now.

"Yes, I'm ready," she whispered, her heart exploding with passion.

After grabbing a condom from his back pocket, Alejandro got off the table, unbuckling his belt and taking his jeans off. Heather couldn't help but stare at his bulging member. It's so big. How is that going to fit inside me?! Like, obviously it will, but-

"Are you alright?" He interrupted her thoughts.

She blinked. "Um...yes. So, like, embarrassing question. Will it hurt more since you're so huge?"

He laughed softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It shouldn't hurt since I got you ready. If it does, let me know."

She bit her lip, still unsure. "Ok."

He furrowed his eyebrows and rubbed her shoulder. "You know, you don't have to do this."

"I want to," she said firmly. Inside, she was angry at herself for being so timid. It's just sex. It's no big deal. "I just don't want it to hurt. I heard of girls bleeding."

"I'd never intentionally hurt you while doing this, Heather. I promise."

A small smile appeared across her lips. She was afraid he'd laugh at her worries, but there was no sign at all on his face that he found this funny. She found that she really liked it when he took her seriously. And usually, she wouldn't tell anyone her feelings because she was terrified of how they'd react. Her parents hadn't been the best reactors.

She spread her legs, shaking a little. This was probably the most trust she'd ever put in someone else. And even then, she still didn't fully trust Alejandro.

He soothingly ran his hands up and down her legs, getting back on top of her. "Tell me exactly when you're ready." His warm touch calmed her down almost immediately.

Heather took a deep breath and let it out. "I'm ready."

Alejandro lowered himself into her heat, groaning as he felt her squeeze around him. Heather was surprised at how it felt. It didn't hurt, but it didn't exactly feel good. She just felt very...full.

"You feel incredible," he breathed, caressing her breasts again. "Tell me when you want me to move."

"You can move." She played with his medium-length hair.

Alejandro could hardly handle the feeling of this mixed with her caressing his hair. He started moving in and out of her slowly, enjoying every second of it.

Heather felt some pleasure ignite from deep within. "Dios mío..." Alejandro mumbled. "You feel so good. So good..."

"Mmmm," she moaned in response. "Y-You do too."

He went faster, getting into a rhythm. Her mouth flew open at the enormous amount of stimulation it gave her. She threw her head back, trying to keep as quiet as possible.

Her facial expression made him thrust harder, so turned on at the fact he was doing this to her. "Oh-oh yes!" Heather cried out. "K-keep going...right there!"

He pounded her mercilessly. "...Sí? ... like that?"

"Yes!! Don't stop!"

He kept pumping, his own pleasure building up in his stomach. Heather held her breath when almost unbearable pleasure hit her. Her legs shook as she climaxed, and her breaths became heavy as she let them out.

This got Alejandro going, who came shortly after, holding back his moans with deep breaths.

"That felt so good..." Heather concluded, her eyes wide in disbelief.

"It didn't hurt at all?"

"No."

"That's good," Alejandro smiled with relief.

Heather blushed. "Was, um...was I ok?"

"Ok? Your body is perfection. Muy Bonita."

Does he really think that? She wondered, her heart soaring. She wasn't entirely sure what had just happened, but she knew she loved it. Something about him made her want to do things like this; it made her want to trust.

"I-I better get going." Heather gathered her things and put her clothes back on. Alejandro did the same.

"I'll see you later, chica." He winked playfully.

"Y-you too." She quickly left the room, almost too flustered to even look at him now. What did we just do? Was that real?

Alejandro didn't know what to think. For the first time, he had genuinely enjoyed sex with a woman on a whole other level. He couldn't get her smile out of his head or the way she looked at him the entire time. Even the sound of her voice made him crazy. She's slowly ruining my plan. What am I doing?! I must get back on track—no more distractions.