Loving an Alpha

The boy. The boy, I think his name was Jonathan. He had dark black hair and green eyes I couldn't stop getting lost in. He was perfect to me. He was perfect, for me. Jonathan was keeping secrets. Secrets nobody knew. Secrets I wanted to know. I loved Jonathan. He should be able to tell me anything. What secret is he keeping from me? And why has it been kept for so long?


3. Chapter 1.

(Ariana's P.O.V.)

"Jonathan!" I chuckle uncontrollably. "Jonathan stop!"

Jonathan gets off of me and his face shows he's frightened. I get up to see his face. I frown at him.

"Jonathan." I say to him as I squeeze his chunky cheeks. "Jonathan it's okay, you didn't hurt me."

Jonathan pulls his face away from my hands. And stands up. His jeans are all wrinkled and saggy.

"Jonathan!" I call to him

He stares back at me with his glossy green eyes. I scoot myself to the edge of my bed wrinkling the covers. I grab his muscular arm and pull him close to me.

"Jonathan what's the matter?" I say with a hint if worry in my voice.

He sighs and shrugs his shoulders.

"It's just that..." He starts quietly.

"It's just what Jonathan? Come on you can tell me."

He swallows then starts up again.

"It just that, it's just that I'm afraid...." He tries to say.

I look up at him gazing into his green eyes with my sky blue ones.

"What are you afraid of Jonathan? Come on tell me! It's alright I'm your girlfriend, I'll understand."

Jonathan closes his eyes tight and makes another attempt.

"It's just that....ugh!" He sighs frustrated. "It's just that I'm afraid if hurting you Ariana!" He says as he flops his body weightlessly, spread eagle onto my bed.

"But you weren't hurting me Jonathan!" I pause briefly. "I'm sorry if I misled you. I was laughing."

He shuts his eyes tighter. I position myself snuggled up underneath is arm. He's so hairy.

"Jonathan!" I say to him while fitting my shoulders under his arm as I lay my face on his shaped torso. " Jonathan, I love you."

He smirks and hugs me tight, pressing my face against his torso. He smells like a mixture of 'old spice' cologne and sweat. I take a deep sniff of his chest. He let's go quickly and grasp my face. His eyes opened wide again with more worry this time. I feel his heart beating faster and faster.

"I'm okay Jonathan!" I smile to him.

He smiles at me with his perfect white teeth, then hovers over me. I stroke his prickled face. His facial hair is growing back. I pull him down to me and kiss him. Every time I kiss him I feel his soft lips and taste his cherry Chapstick. I gaze into his eyes I stop and pull away. He smiles at me again then lowers his head to kiss me again. I slowly push my tongue against his lips and teeth trying to gain access to his tongue. He allows it. We lay there in my bed and start making out. I move my tongue around in his mouth and his tongue starts wrestling mine. I reach my hand lower down his pants and grab a hold of his belt buckle. He feels me and immediately removes his lips from mine.

"Stop!" He says quietly.

I chuckle thinking he's just leading me on and do it again.

"Stop Ari!" he growls louder, pinning my arms above my head.

He stops hovering over me and moves over to the opposite side of me. He has his long muscular arms wrapped around his knees and sulking his head down. I sit myself up and rub his back

"Babe, what's wrong?" i say in a timmid voice.

Jonathan just shrugs me off his shoulders and gets up. He puts on his socks and his orange KDs, and slips on his jacket.

"I'm leaving now Ari." He says in a soft tone.

"Wha, what? Jonathan why are you leaving?" I stutter.

"Don't worry about it."

"Jonathan tell me NOW!" i yell.

Jonathan stares at me then shakes his head and starts chuckling. He opens the door then walks out shutting the door behind him.

"What the fuck was that shit?"





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