To be Alone

I stumbled slightly as I landed back on the ground, and giggled madly. I watched his facial expression curiously, and I smiled and hugged him, soaked. Both of us were, but it only completed the moment. I stepped back, and rolled my eyes. "Is my head really growing? I don't think so." I smirked, and stared at him. "However, is your head growing!?" I stared wide eyed, and then laughed. "Oh my gosh, it is!" I enjoyed my sarcasm richly, then I leaned against a tree, breathing heavily. "See, maybe our situation isn't that bad." I yawned, covering my obnoxious loud mouth, as a rain drop dropped on my nose. I blinked, and stared at Jeremy, his blue eyes, and brown hair tousled. I blushed, and looked, unsure if he'd even be able to tell.

"No." I smirked, and shook my head, even though I knew that wasn't the truth. I'd had plenty of my guys, but Jeremy didn't need to know that. That was a time of my past, I'd let someone else take that into their hands. I took my curl with me. I looked up at him, slightly taller than me, and pursed my lips. "Only once in a while. And you, fine sir?" I asked him, placing my arms gently around his shoulders. "Do you dance with girls often?" I asked, imposingly, and bit my lip. I couldn't help but grin, my heart dancing inside my chest, rain dropping into his hair and down his cheeks.

I wobbled slightly, and laughed loudly, I tightened my arms around his neck to balance myself. I bit my lip again, closing my eyes as my world spun. I had to admit, it was a good feeling though, and I giggled out loud at the sensation. "I'm glad I can be your first, then." I admitted, then watched his face focus on mine. I stopped laughing, and picked a piece of brown hair out of my gaze, and looked shyly at him. I felt warmth, despite the cold rain pattering on my sweater, and I rested my head on his chest, pulling the warmth closer. "And, Jeremy, tell me. A sudden change of heart? And don't tell me you didn't have one, I can hear it." I smirked, my light head over his heart.

"Put me down!" I screamed, giggling and laughing like mad. Somebody would have thought I was dying in the forest, and off to the campfire we went. I couldn't struggle, afraid I would hurt him on my own, so I just wiggled slightly, and sighed unhappily, waiting until we reached the campfire again, where he put me down. People were casually tending to the fire, and had a little bit more of a positive personality. "Sorry about earlier," I said softly, sitting by the fire, on the other side of the girl who'd taken my shirt. She was still wearing it, and I couldn't help but stare. I blinked, and looked away, out towards the rain that was colored by the fire. I glanced over at Jeremy, who sat a little distance away from me, and a couple of guys and another girl smiled at me, fleetingly. "I'm Alyson." I said softly, and shrugged, instantly becoming warmed by the fire.

"... me too, I used to ride but an accident has stopped me for a while." I laughed it off, and shrugged at a guy, named Matt. He was very nice, and kept his distance which I liked. I glanced over at Jeremy, and automatically, my heart sank. I gulped down an overwhelming feeling, as the girl who'd gone through my stuff was all over him, and he completely didn't care. He didn't push her away, he didn't try to defend himself. I met Jeremy's eyes, then glanced away. Whatever, I couldn't let that ruin my time. I didn't have dibs on him, right? Then why did my heart feel like this. "Oh sorry. Yeah, I haven't ridden in a long while. Hopefully soon," I told Matt, finishing my story, only to look into the flames with disappointment.

I stared at the fire as it ate up the air, gaining higher and higher into the sky. I mumbled something, and glanced back over at Jeremy, who seemed to be handling himself well. I closed my eyes, tightly squeezing them. Maybe I'd have to accept that I was the first one to get to him, and that's the only reason he came after only me. Now there were other girls involved. My heart ached, but not as much as it pained me to see. I looked at Matt, and moved slightly closer, my need to be comforted growing. "So, you're into art too?" I asked him, smiling pleasingly. I put my hand on his leg gently, leaning into the conversation. I batted my eyelashes once, and immediately saw the young man swoon. Two could play at Jeremy's game. This didn't feel real, nonetheless. I had to admit, I wanted to kiss Jeremy earlier, to just stay in the rain forever with him, to feel his warmth in the cold rain, but I knew that it was over right now. Now, I was being heated by the fire, I was away from Jeremy, and my heart was torn. I glanced over my shoulder at him, my eyes begging, pleading to sit with him, but I sighed, and knew he wouldn't listen. Or so I thought.

I moved, away from him, too, staring. "That's a lie! You didn't push her away! And the only reason I was 'cozy' with him, was because I was jealous! What am I supposed to do, just sit there any watch? If you think that's the kind of person I am, Jeremy, you better think again." I said firmly, then broke my gaze. I couldn't look at his face, I'd known I'd hurt him too. I scolded myself. "And Matt is nice, leave him out of it. It was one sided," I snarled, and stared at the ground.

"Oh, well I'm sorry that the one I cared about, I didn't want to watch some girl flirt with him! Sorry for not paying attention!" I yelled at him. Why did we always have to fight. Tears stung at my eyes, but I bit them back, pushing myself to stand and run after him. "I'm sorry! Okay? I'm sorry. I was jealous. Clearly, I like you a lot, because my stomach jumbles when I talk to you, and the way the rain hit your hair is a completely different story. Please, no fighting anymore?" I begged him, putting my hands on his shoulders to stop him from leaving again.

"Please." I added onto his statement of no more fighting. I looked up at his crystal clear eyes, and tried to hold back a frown. "I don't want to be angry. I'm not anymore. I was just jealous," I admitted, then stepped back, folding my arms against my chest. I looked at the wood chips on the forest floor, and bit my lip. I offered my hands to him, trying to also offer a pleasing smile, as a few pieces of hair fell into my eyes. I hoped he didn't have too many harsh feelings, especially against me. Now that I thought about it.. that girl was all over him... And it wasn't really his fault. My heart beamed, slightly.