Somewhere in Neverland | All Time Low *Completed*

16 year old Wendy Price isn't the prettiest or most popular girl in school. After being dragged to an All Time Low concert by her emo best friend Gemma, Wendy finds herself stuck in numerous unlikely situations with lead singer, Alex Gaskarth. But maybe Alex turned up for a reason? Maybe Alex can take Wendy to a place where anything is possible? Maybe he can take her to Neverland? Based on the All time Low song 'Somewhere in Neverland'. Contains slight mature content


10. Open Book

I resisted the urge to go and slap Alex right then and there. I had a lot to say to that kid, but there was a time and a place... I wasn't sure if this could be it though.


Gemma noticed me standing there looking gormless and rushed over to me. I was surprised she didn't trip in those mega 12inch heels.


"WENDY!" she squealed in a high pitched, babyish kind of voice. This was not the Gemma I knew.


"Oh, uh, hey." I said, glancing at Alex - who was lounging against the locker with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I haven't seen you in forever, Wends! How've you been?" she smiled a fake smile.

"Um, good. How's stuff been with Kim and Weslie and the other cheerleaders?" I said sarcastically. I'm not good at sarcasm, so she probably thought I was being serious.

"It's great! Honestly, they're the best friends I've ever-" She stopped herself, and I couldn't keep the hurt from my face. She went on and acted like she hadn't said anything. "I have to go, sorry. Maybe we could catch up later?" she asked, trying to sound hopeful, but again, failing. "Oh shoot! I have cheerleader practice... but hey, I'll Skype you after." she called as she walked back towards Alex.


She whispered something in his ear which made him chuckle sinisterly, and then walked away laughing to herself.


I couldn't keep it in any longer. What did he think gave him the right to treat me like this? Like some, disposable groupie or something? He couldn't just do that to me! I was a person, with feelings... and he just treats me like some pathetic kid who knows nothing about the world. Well, screw him. I stormed up to him angrily.


"Alex!" I yelled angrily, thankful that the corridor was completely deserted and we were both the only ones there. "Alex, I- Wha - what's going on with you?

"That's none of your concern." he snapped.

"Alex, what makes you think you have the right to treat me this way?" I asked, and by the sound of my voice I was obviously crying (not that I noticed, I was too overrun with emotion).

"I - Wendy." He said, sitting down on the ground in front of the locker. Feeling as though I definitely deserved an explanation, I joined him. "I think its best for you to stay away from me." he looked at the ground.

"No!" I said, instinctively. "You can't make me. You don't decide whats good or what's not good for me!" I sobbed.

He put his arm loosely around my shoulders. "Its just - I don't want you getting involved in what I do." he grimaced. "What the lost boys do. I couldn't risk you -" he paused. "I just don't want you being involved in that stuff."


I looked into those hazel nut brown eyes, which mirrored the same emotions as my own. Love, confusion, hatred, and... guilt. Guilt that we both knew there was no way we could ever be together.

"You should... just forget about me." Alex managed after a while.

"I don't want to forget." I said..


At the moment, the world stopped spinning. All there was in the world was Alex. His eyes, his face, his soft brown hair. I leaned closer to him, and planted a kiss softly on his mouth.


I experienced the fireworks, and all the other cheesy stuff you're supposed to experience when you find you're soul mate - and yes, I was certain. Alex was my soul mate.


* * *



We both knew we had to find a way to see each other... but things were difficult.


Gemma was like a leech. She went wherever Alex went, and she stuck to him like glue; which made it nearly impossible to get him alone.


But we were going to try.  I would do anything for him. I hated the fact, but I would.







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