Alex Claremont x Reader

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Summary: Yeah I don't know what to put for the summary.

Warnings: None

Author's Note: I haven't done one for Alex Claremont in a while. I was listening to Lover the other day and got inspired to write. All credit for the song goes to Taylor Swift and I absolutely adore this version of the song.

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear. Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?

There's something about the boy across the room with the dark skin and the black hair. The way he carries himself and the way he treats others. He looks up, our eyes meet from across the room, and time stops. I feel like I'm falling and the world has been pulled out from under my feet and it feels like I've known him my whole life instead of just the few seconds that we've been looking at each other.

Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close forever and ever? And ah, take me out, and take me home. You're my, my, my, my... Lover.

I giggle as Alex pulls me into a secluded corner of the White House away from prying eyes as he kisses me with a smile. He runs his hands up and down my sides and I notice he looks a little sad. I ask, "What's wrong?" He replies, "Nothing it's just, I wish we didn't have to be so secretive about all this. I want to take you out and show you off."

I smile at him before I reply, "We'll have plenty of time for that in the future. But for now, I just want to be this close to you." I lean up on my tippy toes and whisper in his ear, "You're my lover." I pull back and see his cheeks are dusted pink before he kisses me again.

We could light a bunch of candles and dance around the kitchen baby.

It's the middle of the night and I'm standing in the middle of the White House kitchen with candles lit since the power had gone out. I have some gentle music playing on my phone as I search for something to eat when I hear the door to the kitchen creak open.

I turn and see Alex with his hair messy from sleep running his hand over his face as he asks, "What are you doing up?" I shrug as I say, "I'm hungry." Before going back to my search for food.

I hear his footsteps as he walks towards me before I feel his arm wrap around my waist. I stare at him confused until he starts to dance with me around the kitchen as the soft music continues to play in the background.

See I finally got you now, honey I won't let you fall.

My legs wobble as I desperately clutch the wall. I had no idea how Alex had even convinced me to do this in the first place. I watch as he effortlessly skates over to me. He holds out his hand and I take it cautiously trying not to fall on my butt and make myself look like a fool. I clutch onto him like a life preserver and he says, "Hey I got you, I'm not going to let you fall okay?" I nod and he slowly begins to skate as I hold onto him.

Look in my eyes, they will tell you the truth. The girl in my story has always been you.

I sit on my bed with red puffy eyes as Alex comforts me. Alex had revealed our relationship to the public and my social media accounts had quickly been flooded with mean comments. Alex cups my face in his large hands as he says, "Hey look at me."

I look into his brown eyes and he says, "I love you okay? Ever since I saw you it's been you and I don't want anyone else okay?" I nod and he kisses my forehead as he pulls me into his embrace and whispers sweet words in my ear.

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me. And at every table, I'll save you a seat.

I look around the banquet hall as my eyes desperately try to find my boyfriend. I finally spot him and begin weaving my way through the tables until I get there.

As soon as I reach the table I see he saved me a seat and I can't help but smile. He stands up from his chair and pulls my own out for me and I feel his hand brush across my shoulders. As the night goes on I feel myself getting bored. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Alex lean forward and I feel his breath against the shell of my ear. I feel myself getting warm at his words and know my cheeks must be a bright red. I quickly stand up from my seat and excuse myself to the bathroom all while Alex is sitting smug in his chair.

You're my, my. my, my... Lover.

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