Free SCI-FI ROMANCE: ALIEN ROMANCE: To The Stars And Back (A Sci-Fi Alien Warrior Romance) (Paranormal Fantasy BBW Alien Contact) by Clara Morin

Chapter 1:
     
    “You are what? Are you an alien? Like for real?” I asked, unable to believe what I had just heard.
    He just smiled and looked at me with his light brown eyes. As he smiled and intensified his look, I saw how his eye cooler changed from brown to hazel then to blue and a tinge of green and back to brown again.
    It was hypnotizing and I knew that I may fall for his charm.
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    I had known Xavier since a long time. It was the year I turned 16 when he had shifted to the house next door. We had bonded instantly and even then I knew that Xavier was different.
    He was a little uptight and a little weird and maybe, I had been someone who never belonged too. I had always been a little different and I didn’t want to fit it. It wasn’t like I had never tried, but most of the times it had always been a wrong attempt.
    I was ridiculed, mocked and bullied. This had become a pattern in my life. It wasn’t like I looked gross or hugely unattractive. But, I was 16 and I didn't have a boyfriend.
    I was quite old school when it came to love and I always wanted my first love to be special. I didn’t want my first love to be someone who just wanted to be in my pants or someone who would be with me just because he needed to chill.
    I had grown up reading the classical romantic tales and I wanted to believe that there would be a guy on a white horse who would come for me and who would have the eyes for me. I wanted to believe that sometimes first love is meant to stay, not just for a season or a few years but till death does us apart.
    Of course, my dream had shattered as there was no one who came even remotely close to being my first love. I became an object of mockery as all my classmates knew that not only was I a virgin, but I was someone who never had a date.
    When the prom had come, it had been truly a nightmare for me in every sense of the word. I dreaded the time as I knew while the rest of the girls would be talking and giggling, I didn’t have a date.
    In the end, Dexter had asked me out and that too because he was one of my only friends and he had explained to his girlfriend that he didn’t want me to look lonely. Of course, I wasn’t such a jerk and I asked him to go with his girlfriend and he had happily obliged.
    Life had started to suck and so when Xavier came in my life, it was such a respite. I could feel the positive change in my life and he wasn’t the one who made fun of me. He was a misfit and I was one too and if felt like we two were part of the same book and we happily cruised along.
    Ever since I met Xavier, I centered my world around him. He was one of the best guys I had met and I knew that something was definitely wrong with him. He didn’t know some of the basic things and I thought that it was cute.
    We spoke a lot of mundane things and every time I asked him why he lacked such basic sense, he told me that he had never been much around people. I knew he had a story, but I didn’t pay much because I wanted him to open up to me.
    I knew that the day he would trust me completely would be the day he would let me know his story. However, little did I know that I would be left so awestruck at knowing his full story!

Chapter 2:
     
    “Emily, why is it called a pinky promise?” Xavier asked.
    I looked at him and wondered what to tell.
    “Well, Xavier I think it is because girls don’t break promises.”
    “So?”
    “So, um, pink is the favorite color for girls.”
    “But, you like lilac and you are a girl.”
    I looked at him and smiled. Xavier knew every single thing about me, every tiny detail. I closed my eyes and absorbed the moment. I had always looked for someone who would observe the tiniest parts of me and would remember them. You know every girl thinks she would meet a guy who would be interested to know even the most boring parts of her and this is exactly what happened to me when it came to Xavier.
    When I had met him, he was another average boy who was turning into a man.