Soft Spot

❝Because when you think everything is going right, things always have to make their turns just to mess everything up.❞


A story in which the sarcastic bitch collides with the egocentric asshole.

A story in which even the ones you hold dear to your heart could be the ones to stab you as soon as you have your back turned.

A story of trust and loyalty - follow Arvina Erikson's journey as she discovers the trials and tribulations of young love with Zander Maz, the guy that would teach her what it really means to fall in love, and to open up again even after you've had your trust broken.


This story may contain vulgar language and mature content.
© 2017 | Aeanne. // peachienixie. | All Rights Reserved.


8. {7}


Zander Maz


The drive home after I dropped Arvina off made me dizzy. I could still smell her scent in my car - a mixture of her lilac skin and cherry coated lips so close to my peppermint ones. I couldn't stop smiling, constantly reminded of our almost-kiss that have definitely fucked me up. I wanted to kiss her. Bad. So, so bad. There was a lingering opportunity pulling us towards one another, and we - I - would have taken it if it wasn't for her Oscar-worthy way of ruining the moment.

Murder her? Why the hell would I murder her?

I shrugged and shook my head in amusement, laughing to myself at how adorable she actually was, sitting in my car and eagerly listening to the dumbass stories I've told her, and telling her share of stories back. Getting to know her might have just made it to my favorite personal hobby, and god did I want to get to know her more. I craved it.

Her beauty was bewitching, but to say that was even an understatement. The way her hair - the color of captivating dark oak wood - rests on her shoulder. The way those dark and long lashes flutter, shadowing two dark pools of cinnamon irises.

The thought of not kissing her drove me crazy, but I knew that in the right moment and in the right place, I'd have it. Maybe today was just not that day, and I was honestly fine with it.

I laid in bed, hopelessly thinking of the girl that have captivated me in ways that I'm far from being sure how. This certainly was not the plan, and I didn't expect it to go like this at all, but damn, Arvina had her way of putting me under her spell.

But if I was going to be completely honest with myself, I enjoy the rush that I get whenever she's near, and I'm well aware that what I'm feeling is completely out of my control. It's not me to think like this,  but I might just let her take me away.

And with her as the one and only thing in my mind, I drifted into the deepest sleep that I've had since my older brother, Cal, passed away.


I missed my alarm the next morning - as if this was really new to anyone anymore - and got ready for school quick, skipping breakfast and jumping into my car, speeding my way to the hell hole that they called Woodrose Secondary School.

Joshua's car wasn't where he usually parked, and from what I know, he drives Brielle and Arvina to school. I found myself wondering if Arvina would be at school today, until I saw her sitting on the steps of the school entrance, comforting a nearly sobbing Brielle.

I decided to approach them to see what was going on, but I was stopped by a hug from a girl who just jumped in front of me. I looked down, seeing that it was Alizia, her two pale arms wrapped around my torso, looking up at me with a smile. I smiled back at her and hugged her back, greeting her good morning.

"Morning, Zanie," she greeted back as she let go of me, "how are you doing? I was so hung over after Lounge 207 that I had to skip school." She pouted, fluttering her mascara-coated lashes. "I was so sad when I woke up without you on my side, but I figured you left for school. You didn't leave that night, did you, Zaynie?"

"Oh, um." I gulped, suddenly nervous and not knowing what to say. Thankfully, Luca - who was oddly wearing a pair of dark Ray-Ban sunglasses as if he was trying to hide his eyes - and Amber arrived, and Amber attacked her best friend with a hug and away from me.

"Hey." Luca smiled at me, but there was something off with his smile.

"What's up?" I nodded at him. "Alright?"

"Yeah, fine." He bit his bottom lip. "I'm going to the locker room and rest for a bit before classes start."

I just nodded at him again, knowing well that Luca was not the one to be bothered whenever he wasn't being himself - whenever he wasn't laughing and jumping and being the Luca Jax every girl in the school loved so much.

I decided to continue my way to Arvina's way, but realized that she and Brielle were gone. I sighed in disappointment, shaking my head and making my way to my locker. I bumped into Joshua on my way inside, debating whether I should ask about Arvina and Brielle or not, but decided not to. He just looked up at me and nodded with a smile, but his smile was as just as off as Luca's was.

I slowly made the connection and shook my head sadly, walking to the locker room to comfort my best friend, who I found laying down on one of the benches, his right arm on his forehead, and body shaking slightly as if he was crying but didn't want anyone to know that he was.

"Luca." I coughed, and he jumped up, almost dropping his glasses.

"Hey," he cleared his throat, "did you need anything in here?"

"No," I sat next to him, "talk to me."

"I wanna be left alone." He buried his face in his hands, shaking his head.

"Alright then." I said, standing up and making my way to leave. "Promise you'd let me know if you need anything?"

He nodded, but he didn't say anything else, so I knew that in Luca Language, he won't be letting me know if he needed anything. Or anyone, actually. He was so stubborn sometimes that it's so difficult to help him.

I saw Edward go into the locker room on my way out, informing him to leave Luca alone, and soon sending a mass text message to all of our friends and telling them to give Luca his space even just for today.


Luca ended up going home early, using the excuse that he wasn't feeling well. The day felt empty without him because I had no one to joke around and completely be myself with. Edward had Louis, and Alfie was always far too serious to joke with, at least the way Luca and I do, so without him, what's the point of being in this school?


I saw her on the line at the dining hall with Brielle, holding a tray of pizza and chocolate milk. I walked towards her, earning the smile I found myself loving too much. I nodded at Brielle, as if to ask if she was okay, and she nodded back with a sad smile. She excused herself and left the dining hall, saying that she had to help Alfie and someone else's name I didn't quite catch on a chemistry homework and leaving Arvina with me.

"Hey." I greeted, poking her nose and smiling at her.

"Hey." She greeted back, scrunching her nose when I poked it. "Where are your friends?"

"Luca left early, I don't know what Louis and Edward are up to." I shrugged as I helped her with her pizza tray, the two of us walking side by side to a table. "Where are your friends?"

"Weeeell," she looked around, then shrugged before sitting down on the seat in front of mine, "Brielle just left to supposedly help Alfie and Rhea- you've seen her around, right? Blue eyes, bright red hair, black clothes, sorta intimidating." I nodded, and suddenly I remembered. Rhea Truce, the redhead that Edward had secretly been hooking up with. "Brielle's left to help them with a chemistry homework, Joshua is nowhere to be found, and I'm not really sure where everyone else is."

"Is Brielle okay?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

Arvina nodded. "Her and Joshua broke up, and she's not taking it well. If I know Brielle at all, her 'I have to help someone with this thing' excuse is just her way of being left alone."

"Luca's the same," I said, opening a bag of sunflower seeds, "he wants to be left alone when he's upset too. Too stubborn to get help."

"It's frustrating," she sighed, "I want to help her, but I don't know how because she keeps pushing me away."

"Why did they break up?" I asked, curious. Especially that I knew something about their "relationship" that no one else knew but Luca, Edward, Louis, Alfie, and I.

"She couldn't really tell me without breaking into a sobbing mess, but from what I understand, Joshua admitted to cheating with some part time model that he'd met while he was at an art festival with his band at London."

Valerie. The model's name was Valerie Flare, and Joshua didn't cheat. He'd been with Valerie even before he and Brielle started whatever it was that they had going on. I knew more than I should, and I wanted to tell Arvina everything because it wasn't fair that her own best friend was hiding such a big thing from her, but my biggest pet peeve has always been having people meddle in my business, so I left it up to Brielle to tell her.

"Hey, do you wanna hang out after school?" I asked in an attempt to change the subject. "I have no practice today. I can pick you up after ballet if you have it today."

She smiled excitedly at me, and I felt my heart melt.

"I get out at five," she said after sipping her chocolate milk, "are you asking me on a date?"

"No, I'm asking you on a hang out." I smirked, leaning on the table so that our faces were close to each other, the way that they were yesterday, during our almost-kiss.

"Where are we going?"

"I have a plan." I grinned.

Before she could say anything else, the bell rung and I helped her throw away the trash before making our way to Lit.

Ms. Glenn was absent, so we were all sent to study hall, where none of us had anything to do. Majority of the students were on their phone, scrolling through social media and whatever else people do on their phones. Arvina made her way to the books, browsing and grazing them with her fingertips, mouth half open in focus and all I could imagine was having it against mine. My breath hitched at the thought, sighing at how bad I wanted to kiss her.

I followed her to the book aisles, wrapping my arm around her torso and spinning her around, making her drop the books that she'd gotten. She looked at me with wide eyes, as if she was surprised with the sudden contact. I just smiled at her, earning a warm smile that tugged a string on my heart.

"Hello." I whispered.

"What's this?" She whispered back.

"You owe me something from yesterday."

"Did you need me to pay you for gas and the food at Cupcake Boulevard?" She blinked in confusion.

"No," I chuckled at her obliviousness, "I don't understand how your brain works anymore."

She grinned, wrapping her arms around my neck and closing the gap between us even more, thin pink lips so close to mine. I could feel her breath on mine just like yesterday, our noses touching each other. My stomach did a thousand tumbles, my breath hitching at the realization of how close we were to each other, but still needing her so much closer. God, I wanted to kiss her so badly.

I was about to place my lips on hers, but she moved and placed a teasing kiss on my cheek before freeing away from me and walking away, making sure to wink at me before getting as far from me as possible.

Arvina Erikson is going to be the death of me, and honestly? I would not mind at all. Not a single bit.

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