38. Bed of Roses

Chapter 38 - Bed of Roses

    I can do this, I mentally spoke.

      My trembling hands gazed over the soft fabric of my band t-shirt while I stood in front of my dirty mirror, which had me appearing with my hair pulled back and my eyeliner nicely winged, and along with black tight skinny jeans.

   A small nervous shock wave flowed through my body again, making my stomach turn upside down unpleasantly.

    I was preparing myself for all the hundreds and hundreds of kids screaming on top of their lungs, and being in tight quarters with all of them along with the sweatiness.

   It was the night of the Green Day concert.

     Alex was going to be here any second by now, and my anxiety was bursting because I was about to see him once again outside of school, and from the anticipation of seeing one of my favorite bands of all time.

   I grasped my small book bag, and placed a fresh water bottle, my wallet, and house keys. Luckily, Derek was conveniently over at Caleb’s and my father was on a long shift at work, apparently, there was a big deadline for the company he worked for, which all planned out nicely since Alex will be able to pick me up without any complications.

       Despite Alex and me on no talking terms, I still had a piece of faith for this night to turn to be a good one. Concerts were effortlessly a source of pure happiness. It was something both Alex and I needed greatly, even with so many questions that were still left without any answers to them.

     A loud car horn startled me from my deep thinking, making me dash downstairs without even second guessing who it was. I opened the door and was faced with a brown haired boy stepping out of his car, and into the slowly melting snow.

    He wore a Baltimore Ravens’ purple sweater with precisely the same jeans as me, along with combat boots. He paired a grey beanie to compliment his hair and I couldn’t help but smile from his appearance.

    “Hey, Angel,” He briskly said, and then unexpectedly grabbed my hand.

    We both walked back to his car together. The interior was charmingly toasty as we got in. He wasted no time in pulling out of the drive way. The doors opened at seven, which was nearly two hours away.

       I was planning to take a fast powernap for the slightly long ride since going to school today had me exhausted in all shapes and form, but with Alex being right next to me, and attractively too, I just couldn’t close my eyes knowing we were breathing the same air.

       Besides, he was clearly hyped on going to the concert, it was visible from how much he was glowing and smiling ear to ear. He even had one of their albums blasting through the speakers, with the bass blaring.

   “It’s going to be awesome.”  he cheerily smiled.

   I nodded my head with a smile creeping up on my lips. It was refreshing to see him this happy and rejuvenated instead of the gloomy state that he appeared to be in whenever I saw him in school this whole week.

     “We have pit tickets, so make sure you stick with me, alright?” he reminded me.

       I rolled my eyes. He was sometimes too protective and constantly reassuring things with me, but I knew it was out of love.

“You and your rolling eyes,”

    Nimbly, I snorted jokingly from his accusation. He was indeed correct, but that doesn’t give him the right away to call me out on it.

   “So,” he said, “I think my band and I are going to go through with recording an album this summer.”

     It was great to hear, but perhaps right now wasn’t the best timing to inform me, only because of wishing and wanting to speak was rather difficult. There was something within me that was stopping me from speaking words and forming sentences for Alex.

    Vulnerability had consumed me and I hated every second of it. Hopefully tonight will be able to change it all.

     For the rest of the remaining time, we listened to the radio, and had gotten food on the way too. My foot slowly tapped to the beat of the song and my head bobbing too as my stomach settled from eating. It was nice being in the car with him being company.

     Eventually, we made it to the venue. Alex had gotten a little aggravated with finding a parking space. The lot was packed and there was little parking to be found. Luckily, and somehow, we found one.

   Once he turned off the engine, I stepped outside of the car, and breathed in the crisp air.

      Alex ended up taking off his sweater, and leaving it in the car. He wore a stripped red and white shirt which was appealing to look at.

    “You probably want to leave your jacket in the car.”

    I looked down upon myself, and decided he was right. I took it off and placed it into the car, and then he and I made our way through the lot.

    The line was awfully long, which shouldn’t have surprised me like the way it did. After all, it was a sold out show. Kids were lined up all the way around the venue. It was nearly insane to think that all these kids were going to attend the same concert as us.

    “C’mon, we’re not going to the end of the line.” Alex took my hand and passed through all the waiting and tired looking fans.

     My eyebrows lowered from pondering how we were even going to skip in line like this, but evidently the boy who was holding my hand had some type of plan.

    Shortly, Alex found who he was looking for.

    “Matt!” he called out.

    Just in that moment, one of the fans in line turned around, and waved his hand, a sign to join him.

    “What’s good, Alex?” Matt smiled. He wore a hoodie and red skinny jeans, with matching red gauges. His black hair was spiked up with a black beanie.

    “Nothing much,” Alex gave him a quick hug while I stood behind him, which was a little awkward until Alex finally introduce me.

      “Matt this is Laila, my girlfriend, and Laila, this is Matt, the band’s shitty manager.” Alex chuckled toward the end and gave Matt a pat on his shoulder.

      I froze at the words of ‘my girlfriend’, and it was something that I hadn’t expected Alex to introduce me as.

    “Hey, Laila,” Matt shook my hand nicely and brushed off Alex’s nasty (joking) comment.

     I nodded my head with his greeting. Matt seemed friendly although I wondered if he knew about what had happened between Brenna and me. Perhaps he did, or didn’t, but right now, I pushed away my troubling thoughts. All I longed for was to have a night of a lifetime and forget anything and everything that had been causing me disturbance and inconvenience these past weeks.

     Alex and Matt continued to chat while we waited for the doors to open. It sucked to be in the cold but it was going to be worth it. Besides, we were behind at least twenty-five people, and it was much better than being behind the other hundreds of kids. I felt a bit guilty for passing them, but it wasn’t like I was going to say no to the opportunity.

   “Imagine this being All Time Low one day.” I overheard Matt say.

    “That would be insane, and nearly impossible, but damn, that would be a dream come true.”

    “One day, Alex, one day.”

     Over-hearing them being optimistic about the future of All Time Low was warming to hear. Alex and the boys deserved to have their dreams transform into reality. It was simply thriving to know I was a part of their journey, which seemingly had just started, and they had a long ways to go. But I believed in them strongly, and knew that their hearts were in the right place and prepared to follow their dreams in every way possible.

       Already, the line was gradually beginning to move up. I clutched my ticket nervously and kept it close to myself. Seeing Green Day live was one of my biggest goals and the top band on my list of Bands to See Live, and here I was, in line, about to hear the lyrics, drum lines, and guitar riffs in person.

     Alex stood towering over me, keeping his eyes right on me. It made me feel self-conscious. Was there something on my face? Do I have bad breath?

     I furrowed my eyebrows, looking straight at him, with my hands gesturing.

     “Sorry,” He mumbled, and bashfully looked away, “I just can’t get over how beautiful you are.”

     He had whispered it so softly that I had barely caught what he said but I did, and damn it caused butterflies to flare up inside me. Any boy can tell a girl that she’s beautiful, but when he told me those words, he made me feel like it was true, that I was actually beautiful.

      Boldly, I slipped my cold hand into his, which made him smile crookedly. He gave the top of my head a small kiss and then we moved up in the line.

      Closer and closer as the time passed, we were just one person behind the doors to the venue. Now my heart was pumping faster and my palms were becoming sweaty and my hands shook long with my leg softly bouncing from my eagerness.

“Almost there!” Matt had squealed a little.

     Alex chuckled cutely and gave my hand a quick squeeze.

     Then, it was our turn. The security guard had asked for IDs’ due to it being an eighteen and up concert. The guard then marked a black ‘X’ on our hands, to indicate that we were not twenty-one.

     With all the necessaries done, we were allowed to enter the doors, leaving the outside world and into an alternative universe, where many of us fucked up kids called home.

         There was background music flowing through the speakers as we piled into the pit area. Colorful lasers beamed off the walls while we carried ourselves near the stage. There was excitement chattering among the many fans around us. We were able to get near the stage, just to the left of it.

     Alex was still holding my hand tightly, keeping me close to him. The atmosphere smelled like cigarettes and musk already, it summed up more onto my impatience that was growing rapidly.

      “Watch out for crowd-surfers, alright?” Alex spoke loudly above the rising noise.

      Once again, I had rolled my eyes, but he hadn’t notice my action. I knew all too well about concerts and he was still reminding me all the obvious. I had then taken his anxiety into consideration. He’s persistently suffering from it and there was no doubt that he was fighting through it right now. His flushed cheeks and terribly sweaty hands were merely just evidence of it all.

      It pained me just to know he was in misery and there wasn’t much he could do to end the swelling of his disorder. Granting all of this, I learned from the past that there was something I can do, instead of allowing him go through it all alone.

        Letting go of his hand, I snaked my arms around his waist as if he was one big fuzzy teddy bear. The brown haired boy quickly appreciated my animated action by wrapping his arms around my neck, keeping them steady on my shoulders. My face was nicely warm from the heat he transmitted.

  It was breathtaking like always to be in an embrace with this Alexander Gaskarth boy. His hugs were one of a kind and addicting. There was no one like him but him, and I was greatly thankful for just that.

     It wasn’t before long until we let go, although his arms slid down to my waist, holding me from the back. The venue was crowded and brimming with the fans that made the atmosphere turn into a hot air balloon, from their heavy breathing.

    Usually, I hated being so close to people like this, but concerts were the only exception.

       Instantaneously, the hanging lights dimmed to nearly just pitch-black and screams erupted into the air. With the sudden change, a low rumble sounded off, and then turned into an ear shattering beat of a drum.

      The opening band had started, making the audience go wild, and as for me, I stood there in awe and absorbed my surroundings.

     Meanwhile, Alex enjoyed himself with jerking his head back and forth to the beat, which was piercing to my ears and his. The amplifiers had to be on their highest setting and at their pinnacle point.

      Matt pushed right into my rib cage accidently from being pushed by another fan. Before I could make sense of it all, I was strongly being shoved around and Alex too. It was like a chain reaction, if one person pushed someone, it happened to all of us. My shoulders were linked to Matt’s and my body was sandwich against Alex’s body, but certainly there was no complaint on my side from being so firm against him.

        The band played five songs until getting off the stage, and then it was time for Green Day. The venue reeked sweat and impatience. We all waited for this moment to come and here it was in our hands.

“Green Day!”

“Green Day!

“Green Day!”

The crazed fans screamed on top of their lungs continuously. My heart pounded against my chest while I stared at the stage, waiting for anything to pop out. I ignored the aching in my legs from standing for too long. I balanced myself on my tiptoes to get a better view.

“Three,” Alex whispered lowly into my ear.

“Two,”

“One,”

     Right on time, and correctly, riffs of guitars screeched through every little space in the venue and echoed throughout.

      There was an eruption of a circle pit, distraught and wild fans went bonkers during the first song. Crowd surfers made their way on top of us, pushing to get close to Billy Joe and Mike. The show lights illuminated different parts of the room while they moved towards opposite directions.

       The lyrics to Jesus of Suburbia intensified with everyone singing along and harmonized to the tone of Billie, the lead singer.  Alex was singing behind me too, and still had his arms wrapped around my tightly.

     It was exhilarating to hear the song that I loved be played right in front of me. My cheeks stung from smiling so hard, it was a reviving feeling to be this happy.

      Life was good in the arms of Alex and being at a rock concert. There wasn’t anywhere else I rather be.

“It says home is where your heart isBut what a shame'Cause everyone's heartDoesn't beat the same”

         It wasn’t before long until the song ended, which silenced the crowd when Billie Joe spoke into the microphone. “What a crowd!”

      “We can have an orgy!” said Mike, making the whole crowd screamed into agreement, following with a burst of laughter.

    “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Billie chuckled. “Anyway, the next song is basket case! Enjoy!”

         Just like that, the place was breaking out into an explosion of pure chaos. A mosh pit was forming near us, crowd surfers were tumbling all over the place, and stage divers were nearly avoiding us. Matt had crowd surfed too, and gone he went somewhere else.

  The song was slowly coming to an end, but that wasn’t justifying everyone’s energy.

     In fact, a stage diver was approaching where I stood, and instantly, Alex grabbed me tightly, and moved just in time before he came down roughly onto the other fans near us.

      I exhaled heavily just from the realization that I would have been crushed by the incoming weight from the midair.

 Right away, I swung around and embraced Alex. I was beyond thankful for him saving me. If he hadn’t, surely I would have a broken nose, or at least something being broken.

      And finally, and in what seemed like forever, I felt like I could actually form a sentence.

      My head was buried into his neck while he accepted my hug. Everyone around us wasn’t paying attention, which had given me more courage to speak.

    “Thank you,” I shyly said, just enough for Alex to hear my words.

“I love you,” He responded with.

Shortly, a new song started.

“This one is called Extraordinary Girl!”

    I quickly pulled away from Alex with a wide grin. “Looks like you can’t sue them,” I winked.

     He knitted his eyebrows and titled his head, confused on what I was talking about. It took him awhile until he realized. “Ohhhh,”

     He finally remembered the day when he told me that he was going to sue Green Day if they didn’t play this particular song.

     “I actually tipped them just to play it for you, miss extraordinary girl.” He teased me.

      I giggled from his lie although he was being quite cute from the way he stood before me, with a full circle pit happening right behind him.

   What a night.

      My laughter had lost all control from this scene. I was endlessly happy to my head to my toes.

       Without warning, I smashed my lips onto Alex’s. He responded with slipping his tongue into my mouth and keeping his hands cupped around my heated face. It was sloppy and messy, especially with being pushed around by the other hundreds of kids who were here to see the band. But that didn’t stop us from making out.

    My hands traveled down his body sneakily while his hips were pressed against mine. The friction between us was rising while we zoned out from our energetic surroundings.

       His hot lips separated from mine and made their way to my jaw line. They steadily placed kisses down my skin. One by one, they left a hot trail of fire it felt like.

       Just below my ear, he sucked on it softly, and surely, there was going to be a hickey there sooner or later.

      “I love you,” He pressed his lips against my ear, nibbling it gingerly. A gentle moan escaped from my lips but was barely audible due to the band playing their next song.

       Against my thigh, there was a noticeable bulge putting pressure onto my thigh, which faced me back to reality.

     I took a step back away from him with a cheesy smile on my lips and shook my head with disappointment (jokingly).

     “Oh, shut up,” He smirked and tossed his arm over my shoulders.

      For the rest of the time, we sung our hearts out, got pushed around, drenched in sweat, and Alex even let me to get on his shoulders during their last song of the night.

-

       “That was fucking awesome!” Alex shouted as we walked back to his car.

   I didn’t want the night to end, but yet here we were, making our way to his car, where he will drive me home, and the night will be over with.

       It was quite bittersweet when we finally got ourselves on the highway. His hand was placed on my thigh while he was speeding at 75, which felt like we were flying down the empty road ahead of us.

         Yellow streetlights illuminated the inside of the car when we passed them, granting me to see Alex’s beautiful face. His chestnut hair was disoriented and out of place, but at this point, when was it not?

     Furthermore, his cheeks glow a soft red and his pink lips looked resistible from where I sat.

     It was getting late and my tired eyes were shutting down. To make things worse for my wearily state, Alex had a mix tape in that was filled with acoustic songs. My seat was becoming more comfortable as the ride progress.

    My eyes felt like weights and had given up on staying open. Lazily, I fell into a light sleep.

-

 “Laila,”

“Angel, wake up.”

“C’mon, Laila, open your eyes.”

    I groaned loudly and stretched my arms out, and then accidently hitting something hard.

    “Ow! Laila, seriously?”

     Assuming that I hit Alex, I smirked.

     “Okay, smirk all you want but you’re home so open your eyes.”

      My eyelids felt like heavy lifts that were glued shut, but somehow, I got them to open, but everything was a blurry mess.

      To the right of me was Alex standing with the car door open. Where we were didn’t look familiar to what ‘home’ was. All there was to see was a brick building.

      “Where are we?” I moaned while I harshly rubbed my eyelids, wishing I was asleep.

     “My apartment,”

   “Hmm,” I sweetly hummed, “carry me please.”

      My arms opened wide into the air, waiting for him to pick me up from my seat, which he did willingly but with a grunt.

         He tossed a sweater over me to protect me from the cold weather before he closed the car door and began walking towards his apartment complex. As he carried me into the crappy lobby, I knew the heating system must be broken once again.

     Not before long, we were in his (freezing) apartment, which smelled like his cologne, dollar store bought air freshener, and the cigarettes he had been running away to these past weeks.

   “Shower.” I simply stated.

   He took me to the bathroom and sat me down on the toilet seat carefully. He kindly began to run the water and before he left, he kissed my forehead with a small smile.

      The shower had awakened me with the hot simmering pelts on my skin. I was awfully sore from the concert and the hot water helped with unwinding my muscles and the kinks in my bones. I washed my hair in his men’s shampoo and conditioner all in one, which made me feel home more than ever.

       I hadn’t realized until now of how truly homesick I was. I was homesick from his smell, his arms, his warmth, his smile, his caring personality, and how down to earth he was. I was homesick to the boy I loved and dammit, it felt wonderful and rejuvenating to be home.

        Quickly, I got out and wrapped my body in one of his white fluffy towels.

    I padded over to his room, and only to find him on his bed with his arms behind his head, with his eyes gawking at my nearly naked my body.

   Although he’s practically seen me naked, I still blushed madly from his continuous stare. I advance forward in my steps with his eyes still burning on me. I opened the dresser drawer and got out one of his sweat pants and a clean black shirt.

  A spike of confidence stirred in me with knowing he was staring right at me.

      With my back facing him, my towel fell to the ground, pooling around my legs. I slipped into my panties, and then his sweat pants, showing off my bum a little just for him. His shirt was next, it fitted me nicely with the V-neck showing off my breasts.

      Once I turned around, his tongue was sucking on his teeth, and a crooked smile played off on his lips. Normally, I was always too self-conscious and shy to do these absurd things, but tonight there wasn’t a bone in me that cared.

    I dropped onto his bed, and got underneath his cozy crisp sheets that shield me from the room’s air that was worse than the dropping temperature outside. It was refreshing to be in his bed.

Comfort was what it was.

   This whole time I thought my bed was my security blanket and comfort. I kept staying in my bed and when I wasn’t, I wished I was. This whole time I was just trying to recreate the bed of roses that belonged to Alex’s.

         Every time, I swear, my mind plays these tricks on me. Deceiving me to believe that Alex was no good for me, and yet I would come crawling back once I recognize how dependent I was on him.

      Being so dependent on him was the biggest mistake out of all this. Making him my source of happiness was one of the most immense self-destructive things I could ever do.

  “What’s on your mind, Laila?” Alex asked. He kept close to me, and his arms around my waist.

      I laid my head down on his firm chest and shrugged my shoulders. He gently played with the tips of my hair, which calmed me down from my thoughts.

     I stole a kiss from him with the intentions to be short, but Alex had different thoughts. What was meant to be a peck, turned into his tongue dancing with mine, both hot and intense. His hands found their way to my bum while mine lingered near his waist band. I lifted my body on top of him, boldly. Keeping my legs on each side of his him, I straddled him, all while there was an obvious bulge against my thigh.

    “God,” he moaned against my lips, “you’re such a tease.”

        My breathing was heavy against his, uneven and filling the air. I stared into his eyes, and fell in love once again. He was everything to me and I wanted to be closer to him in every way possible. There was a longing and desire to have him in every shape and form.

    “We can’t do this, Laila.” he shook his head.

   There was small pang in my heart from words.

   “Wh-what why?”

    “I-I, just, you never done it befor-“

    “I don’t care,” I cut him off.

   “Laila,”

   “No, Alex,” I desperately said, “I want you.”

      Without saying anymore, his lips reconnected to mine and in one quick motion, I was under his body and he was the one straddling me. His hips were connected to mine and moved in a slow rhythm. All of this felt right, especially with his lips attacking my neck, leaving a soon to be hickey with each kiss he placed onto my fair skin.

        My hands moved down to his fast growing bulge. Rubbing it earned me a moan from the deeps of his throat, which was one of the hottest things I’ve ever heard.

       Alex, who had pushed up the hem of my shirt, had taken off his shirt, displaying his bare chest. It was getting warmer in the room as we progressed in our behavior. He gingerly raised my shirt, while I arched my back to aid him to take it off.

      I had nothing under my shirt, leaving me exposed for him to see. My first reaction was to cover myself until Alex reached for my hands and pulled them to the side. His mouth trailed down to my left of my bust, sucking lightly before taking it fully, which caused a moan to stir in my throat.

        The eager sensation left me to arch my back off the mattress, causing greater friction between his blue boxer briefs and my arousing center. His swelling lips departed from my bud, leaving it cold, and he slowly kissed down my stomach, and making me squeal a little from being ticklish.

    Alex smirked against my blazing skin, and chuckled from my slip up, but carried on with moving down my body.

       His hands reached to my sweatpants and mischievously pushed them down my legs and threw them somewhere in the room.

     With revealing my lacy underwear, Alex pulled away, and his eyes roamed all over my body. “Damn, you’re so beautiful”

      His hand unexpectedly slipped into my underwear, and rubbed against my wet center, moving back and forth. Multiple light moans released into the air from his touching actions to my body. He was nearly an expert of all of this and he knew every little small thing there was to my body. As he entered one finger inside me, he lowered his head near my ear.

   “You’re so wet for me,” he muttered.

     His dirty words only made me moan once more and as his finger began to work faster. My hips meekly moved in the pace of his rhythm, with absolutely no control from my mind.  I then grabbed Alex’s face, and gave him a sloppy kiss as I could feel a pit growing in my lower abdomen.

       The ecstasy pilling up inside me felt like it was going to explode any minute. My breath was heaving through me while I tried to get a grip onto the bed sheets. He had added another finger into me, which only summon more to the sensation. He curled his fingers inside me as his thumb rolled harshly on my sensitive bud.

   “God,” I moaned, spreading my legs a little more.

  But all too quickly, the pleasure took an erupted stop.

   His hand withdrawal and started to roam all over my body as his lips kissed down my chest. There wasn’t an inch of my body that he hadn’t touched. Everywhere, my body felt like it was on fire, but in a good type of way. Alex had me wrapped around his finger in this given moment…almost literally.

  “What do you want?” he breathed in.

    “Y-you,” I stammered.

     My shaking hands reached to his boxers, and boldly forcing them down his thighs. His member became free, and on showcase for me to see. I gawked at how large he was. There it was in front of me, throbbing from being hard.

     Automatically, I went to reach it, but suddenly stopped by Alex.

     “No, not tonight,” he said, “tonight is all about you.”

       I whimpered from his words, and how raspy they were. He was incredibly hot and I wanted him so badly. Despite my desire, I was anxious. There was no way in hell he was going to be able to fit inside of me.

       Alex went ahead and took off my panties, leaving both our naked bodies’ the only source of warmth.  His chest pressed against mine while he reached for his side-stand.

        Pulling out a golden wrapper, he stared into my eyes. Without hesitation, I eagerly nodded as a gesture of granting him permission.

       He ripped the wrapper with his teeth as he straddled my hips. I lay there awkwardly while watching him precisely. His hand unfolded it onto his hard member and quickly positioned himself.

    “Are you sure?” he asked, his lips were an inch away from mine.

   Speechless, I nodded my head.

     I felt his tip slowly enter me, with care and caution, he eased himself in. As I felt myself stretch, I whimpered lightly, but kept my focus on Alex’s memorizing eyes.

     His hips eased out, and thrust in gently, which gave me time to adjust from his rather large member. He kissed my lips lovingly and continuously whispering ‘I love you’. This was more than just what it looked like. It was intimate, and exploding with love. We were making love.

    My eyes stayed glued to his brown copper ones, although the room’s lights were off, the moon from outside cast a shadow through the window’s blinds.

      Once again, he moved forward. His jaw hung low with his mouth slightly opened. His moans increased while he deepened his actions.

      Gradually, the small dense pain was turning into pleasure. I felt immensely high as I moaned. We both went into a steady rhythm with our bodies. Our breathing was irregular and off-beat while we didn’t look away from each other.

      With every push, I could tell he was getting closer. As for me, I was on the edge. Every nerve in me was tingling and simulated greatly.

      My hands fell into his hair, tugging on it was one of his weaknesses. He groaned and bit his lips from the enchantment that he received.

Closer I became, I could hardly feel my legs and my core was clenching around him.

“Laila,” he groaned loudly.

A thin layer of sweat coated on his chest, which was still pressed up against mine. It was a major turn-on to hear him like this.

      Screwing my eyes shut, I knew I was close. My toes curled from the thrust he buried in me. With arching my back, and his member hitting the right spot, I came hard with screaming his name loudly.

   A large wave of ecstasy washed over my veins and traveled down to my core as he still ridding off to his relief.

“Laila,” he said under his breath once again.

Alex finally found his release not before long. He removed himself from me, and fell down on the mattress next to me.

      Our panting filled the air while we did and said nothing. We were both still trying to get a grasp of reality after the high we had just experience.

       “I love you,” I spoke first. The words played off on my lips without complications.

 I felt the words.

    There was no other way to fathom my love for Alex. He consumed my mind, and his soul was captivating and intriguing.

    His hand sneaked into mine and gave it a soft squeeze. Our bodies linked together as we laid there in each other arms.

Just before we dozed off into a deep sleep, he whispered into my ear, “I love you, too.” 

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a.n

I hate writing smut LOL BYE

Chapter dedication; Bren182 (Check out her book - Hundred Days, it's fricking amazing)

Also, I went to the concert, and it was insane. Real Friends and Neck Deep are amazing live. I even got a stage diver's foot stuck in my bra, along with getting elbowed in the head, but it was all worth it B)

Vote and comment your feels because we all know you have them x (This chapter still might be rated R??? I had to edit to make it pg-13)

- Kc Nov. 23, 2014