* Tuesday *

Alexander POV

My alarm rings. I turn it off with difficulty, but get there.

I stay on my bed watching the ceiling.

Aaron has been pretending all this time, but he told me he loves me. Thinking back to the past moment, I notice that he didn't say once. he was just saying "Me too," and even that was hard to say.

If I had not read his diary, I...I would surely live in a lie.

Aaron can do anything to even hurt people, but only people he doesn't like and I'm part of them.

Does he still hate Hercules? Or the others? Will I get to other things?

He told me he felt feelings for me, but when I hurt him, his feelings disappeared.

I'm thinking. At the table he told me he liked things about me and he insisted on kindness.

When we were friends, we talked a lot together, laughing and ...

Flashback

"Alexander?" He says.

"Yes?" I say, carrying lots of books for a particular person.

"Stop being so nice," He says, taking half of my books to help me.

"I'm just doing a service, that's all," I say, laughing. I see him smile.

"You don't know how to say no?" He says ironically.

"Yes, I know," I say, pouting and putting the books on a hazel brown table.

"Ok, so do you want to wear me on your back?" He asks, putting the books in his turn.

"I can try, but I probably would not...wait..." I say, realizing.

"Yes, was a trap," he laughs. I sulk.

"It's not funny!" I say.

"But that's what I like about you," He says, curling my head.

My cheeks turn pink. He takes the opportunity to remove my elastic.

"Hey!" I say.

"You better leave your hair loose, you look better than that," He says with a smile. I blush and quickly take my elastic band from his hands to put it in my hair.

"Don't do that anymore!" He nods and waves a hand before leaving.

Now

Aaron and I were really good friends, maybe we should stay that way.

Tears slide down my face. I wipe them and hear the door open.

"Alex !!!!" says a voice behind the door. He opens the door wide and looks at me surprised.

"Didn't you dress?" It's 7 am, " He says, really surprised.

He woke me up? He's trying to pretend with me again? Why did he bother to wake me up if he hates me? I sit on my bed and get up. He wear a short sleeve t-shirt, I see his bandages.

"You don't have to pretend with me, Aaron," I say, looking at everything except him.

"To pretend what?" He asks.

"To Don't hate me," I say. "Alex, I hated you just for one reason, but you've already apologized on a number of occasions. I'm not pretending. I know I hurt you terribly and that's probably why you do not think I can trust you, but I'm sincere. " He says approaching me.

"What I do not understand is how you can move on quickly to other things," I say, looking at his bandages.

"Alex...sometimes it's not good to keep things. I did it and I made you suffer terribly..."

"No. it's me, "I say, looking at him and putting a hand on my chest.

"We both made mistakes, but we can go ahead and put them aside, " He says with a smile. I smiled at him unwillingly.

How he does it?

"Alex never changes, you will find someone who will take care of you," He says with a smile.

"I made you lunch," He says. We leave my room and I see the table and beautiful with all its foods.

"Oh my god," I say, sitting on a chair.

"Are you eating and after you brush your teeth?" He asks surprised.

"Yeah," I say, putting strawberry jam on a slice of bread.

"WHAAAT! ???" He says in a hilarious voice. I laugh and eat my bread.

"You have never noticed?" He shakes his head.

"And...do you put the cereal before or after the milk?" He says, sitting down on a chair.

"I don't know...I do both," I say, drinking coffee. He is laughing.

"You're so funny, Alex," He says with a smile.

He takes cereal in a bowl and puts the milk.

"So you put the cereal before?" I say.

"Yes," He says proudly.

We finish eating talking about everything and nothing.

"What time is it? Eeh....7:30, " He says, looking at the clock.

I eat quickly and put my cutlery, my plate, my drink in the lever.

I go to my room, take my clothes and go to the bathroom. I brush my teeth before undressing and going to the shower.

* 20 minutes later *

I dressed comfortably.

I look on the mirror. My hair is still wet. I take a cloth and wipe them.

"Alex, we'll probably be late if you do not hurry up!" Shouts Aaron. I hurry up and get out of the bathroom.

I take my bag. And quickly go to the living room. Aaron now has a sweater and sits on the couch with his bag in his hand.

"Is it time?" He looks at his watch.

"7:55," He says. He gets up and looks at me surprised before smiling at me.

"He goes to the front door and opens it. I thank him and go out first followed by Aaron who closes the door before coming next to me.

"Alex, I like to see your hair loose," He says with a smile.

"What?" I touch my hair and do not feel my elastic. I pretend to cry. He is laughing.

"It's ok Alex, I adore your hair like that," He says. My cheeks become a little pink.

"Thank you," I say shyly.

"You're welcome," He says .

I feel that our discussion is better than before our separation.

He looks more smiling, more sincere, and he makes me more fall in lo...no. But he is the one I love. How to forget him?

"Bye Alex."

"Bye Aaron," I say, watching him goes to his locker. Her hips swing from left to right in a graceful way.

Yes, maybe I could not forget it, but at least we started again.

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