Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Alexis POV
I shove my face into my blanket, on my bed. It's nearly five pm, and I haven't heard from Chandler all day. He wasn't at school, missing all of his classes. He missed our science project, and we present on Friday. My birthday.
I'm supposed to be doing my homework for a quiz in math.
I pull out my phone and text him for the fifth time.
Recent messages (DM's)
3:49 pm
awkwardfics: hey are you there?
4:30 pm
awkwardfics: chandler? you kinda missed school
Just sent
4:51 pm
awkwardfics: um, where are you?!
I shut off my phone and close my eyes. I look to the left and see Chandler's window. Heh, I remember how he watched me get dressed. Why am I suddenly missing him? It's pretty weird that we aren't dating. Ugh, these stupid trucks outside keep beeping in my ear.
Wait, trucks? Construction workers? In front of Chandler's house? The hell?
I quickly perk up and see that they're about to destroy the house. Take it down. My heart races, zooming out of my room.
A million things run through my mind, and they aren't good. I race down the stairs, finally reaching the bottom. My mom sits in the living room, watching TV. I rush to the door.
"Honey? What's wrong? Aren't you supposed to be studying?" my mom asks.
Now I'm hyperventilating.
"The h-house! Next d-door! Chan-Chandler!" I say, she has a concerned look on her face.
I shake my head, and run to the door immediately. I open it without looking and run into somebody. Not just anybody, Chandler. I ran into his arms.
"Oh my God," I say, catching my breath.
"Woah, Alexis," he smiles, his soft arms around me.
"Y-your house!" I cry.
"Don't worry," he chuckles, helping me to my feet, "I'm okay. They're just renovating it. I'm staying with my grandparents."
"Oh okay. I just got really scared," I nervously laugh.
"I'm fine," he reassures me with his beautiful smile and bright blue eyes. His pale skin makes them stand out.
"Ya know, our science project needs to be worked on...," I trail off, tucking my hair behind my ear. The butterflies are coming back.
"Oh, yeah!" Chandler laughs, I welcome him inside.
"Mom, Chandler and I are going to work on our science project," I say, as she gets up.
"Hey, Chandler. I'm making dinner, and was wondering if you wanted to stay," my mother offers, as I cringe.
"Yeah, sure," Chandler replies, my mom smiles.
"Behave," my mom glares playfully, as I roll my eyes. Chandler and I head upstairs.
"Oh, Alexis," my mom calls, as I stay behind.
"Yeah?"
"Supper will be a little late. I have an appointment with my boss. I'll be back in a hour or two."
"Okay."
I enter my room first, hiding my almost tears from earlier. Chandler jumps onto my bed, shutting the door behind.
"Woah," I mimic him.
He lays his head off of the edge, letting his lose, shaggy hair to dangle off. I just sit next to him, kind of awkward.
"Your bed is soft," Chandler smirks, shaking it a little, "and rock-y."
I can't help but feel my cheeks feel hot from that embarrassing and inappropriate comment, "oh please."
I get up and walk around my messy room, "that'd be for my boyfriend."
A smirk immediately appears on his attractive, yet cute face.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Alexis," he whispers, "you need to find a good guy. Especially since you're such a great kisser."
"That's all you," I giggle, pushing him away back to the bed.
Chandler pulls me down with him, resulting me on top of him. I fake punch him and lightly pull his soft hair. He flips me over and gets on top of me. I let out a laugh, he smirks again. I can feel his body weight.
"Get off of me!" I smile.
"Magic words?" Chandler grins.
"Pleeeease?"
"And?" he laughs.
"Thank you?"
"Nope," Chandler whispers, placing his lips on mine, on top of me still.
The feels runs through my body like a race car, making me kiss him deeper. I let my hand linger up his neck, a soft moan escapes his pink shaded lips.
Chandler's lips trace down my chin, to my neck. It doesn't take long for him to find my sweet spot. He sucks on my neck, causing me to slightly giggle, it tickling. I moan, feeling his smile. His lips then go back to my lips.
"Fuck, Alexis," he moans, I giggle at him.
"I know, right?" I tease.
He stands up with lust filled in his eyes. I get up next to him, he bites his lip. Chandler's eyes are fierce, he soon takes my shoulders and shoves me up against the wall.
"Jump," he mutters, kissing me.
I do as I'm told, my legs wrapped around his torso. He french kisses me, my hormones running everywhere.
"Give it to me," he whispers in my ear, sucking my neck again, even harder. I run my hand through his slightly tangled hair.
Suddenly, the doorbell rings. I gasp, unwrapping my legs, and breaking the physical touch.
"Oh, God, I'll be right back," I blush, embarrassed.
As I'm running down the stairs, I see myself. There's a mirror pinned against the wall, letting me see my own reflection. My hair is frizzy, oh shit, my mom will be suspicious.
"Fuck!" I mutter, seeing the purple bruises on my neck. Chandler gave me two hickeys.
I hide my bruises and answer the door. Thank god, it's only Monica and Sam.
"What do you guys want?" I ask, irritated.
"We just wanted to watch Netflix!" Sam complains.
"Mine ran out," Monica sighs, as I put my hand in my hip.
"I don't want you guys having sex on my couch! Now go away!" I groan, hearing Chandler behind me.
"Speaking of sex, what the fuck have you and Chandler been doing?" Sam laughs, Monica playfully hits him.
"Nothing!" I mutter.
"Hey, Sam," Chandler smiles, trying to act casual.
"That explains the bruises on your neck," Sam bursts out laughing. Monica's eyes widen, giggling. Chandler and I turn red.
"Guys, please, go. My mom will be here soon," I sigh.
"Hey, Chandler, are you still taking Alexis to the Halloween party?" Sam asks.
"Yeah, Monica?" Chandler responds.
"Of course," Sam smirks, placing a kiss on Monica's cheek. She blushes.
"Wait. You didn't tell me you're dating him!" I gasp, sarcastically.
"My girlfriend," Sam pouts like a child, hugging her.
"Okay. Okay," I smile.
"Okay, go now," I say, pushing them away.
"Okay! We'll let you get back to your..."
"Sex! Sex!" Sam yells, walking away with Monica as she laughs, pushing him.
"Studying, huh?" Chandler says, flashing his smirk to me, shutting the door.
"Seriously?"