CHOOSE ME!

Part 22

Charlie's pov
I rushed into the building and ran up the stairs to get answers to my question from Jackson. I eventually reached the office and had worked up a bit of a sweat. "What the hell man?" Jackson asked spinning around in his chair, the little wheels squeaking as he did, "I have to ask you something," I said panting for breath as I plopped down in my desk chair. "Oh my god, yes I'll marry you, I thought you'd never ask!" he replied sarcastically with a large smug grin afterwards, "dickhead," I said shoving his tight grip off my hand. "At least I don't take it up the arse," be replied leaning back on his chair looking all proud of himself.

I looked at him confused, didn't he admit he has done it with guys too just the other day. "I've never taken it up the arse before," I replied equally as smug whilst logging onto my computer, "what?" he asked sounding utterly disgusted, "you didn't seriously think Alex was top did you?" I asked scoffing at him. "Well I thought that because you melt at just the sight of him that he would be top and you'd give in to him," he replied, I think he just helped me figure out the answer to my question.

"Well he isn't, I'm top, anyway I need some advice," I said impatiently, "oh yeh, what's up?" he said finally sitting up straight and a serious look washed over his face. "I was dropping Alex off today at work and I accidentally said 'love you' to him and then drove off," I said rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

His face dropped and his mouth opened a little, "you did what!" he shouted at me, I panicked and covered up his mouth with my hand, "be quiet will you, yes I told him I loved him, what should I do?" I said slowly backing away from him. He shrugged and everything was silent for a minute so I went back to doing some work.

It had been about half an hour since the silence had begun and the room was filled by everyone's tapping and clicking, "do you love him?" Jackson asked quietly. He actually sounded mature now, I sighed and nodded in return. I had only just realised how much I loved him. He then repeated my sigh and looked at me intensely, "I've seen the way you look at eachother, there's no denying that he loves you too," he said sincerely. These words were running around my head all day, I had the urge to run out and tell him but I managed to wait until the end of the day.

I went to pick him up and nervously waited in the car for him to leave the building. After about 10 minutes he arrived, the poor boy looked exhausted and irritable. Thankfully I bought him a happy meal before I got here. He plonked himself into the car and noticed the red box on the dashboard, his tired eyes sparkled as he pointed at it, "is that for me?" he asked excitedly and I nodded.

As we drove home he was shoving the food in his mouth like he hadn't eaten for weeks but I gripped the steering wheel nervously. Anxiety sat in a pit at the bottom of my stomach, I had to tell him and I had to do it now. "About what I said this morning, I didn't mean to say it but I mean every word," I said, my eyes fixed on the road as I didn't want to have to see Alex's face even though I could feel his burning gaze.

I was beginning to get worried when he hadn't said anything yet so I glanced over at him, confusion written all over his face, "well I'd like to think so, it would be rude to wish someone didn't have a good day," he said confused and he put his empty happy meal box on the floor. "Wait! You didn't get a McDonalds for yourself!" he pointed out, "I did, I ate in in the car before picking you up, anyway what I said this morning was that I-" I began to say before Alex cut me off, "I remember, and I love you too I guess...." he said with his face flushing a deep red. I smiled and turned red also, "really?" I asked almost as if I didn't want to hear it, "yes of course I do but I have something to ask you," he replied quickly.

The palms of my hands got sweaty as I waited for his question, "could I maybe, you know, meet your parents, only if you want me to, I know it's soon but I just want to meet the people who made you the beautiful you," he rambled on.

I slid my hand onto his thigh, stroking and squeezing it every now and then, "I don't see why not," I replied happily. I was so grateful that he wanted it meet everyone and I wanted him to meet them too since he wasn't used to a normal family. His face lit up, I wanted to stay with this boy for the rest of my life, "I love you so fucking much," I said as I smiled happily, "I know," he replied smugly.

Smut again (it's not really graphic though)
Once we arrived back home I closed the door behind me but before I knew it I was spun around and pushed against it, "can I show you how much I love you?" Alex asked whilst pinning my hands against the door. I didn't give it a second thought, "yes," I said quickly.

He gripped my hand tightly and pulled me to the living room. He took off his and my top and pushed me onto the sofa, his lips were so close to mine and his cold toned stomach lightly touched mine as we breathed in sync. He started kissing me roughly, gripping my wrists above my head whilst the other roamed my body and slid in my pants teasing me a little.

I stopped him by sitting up, he sat up so he was now sitting on my lap, "I thought you said I could-" he started confused. "I do, I'm just nervous," I said blushing hard like my dick and looked down nervously, "you'll like it, trust me," Alex replied pushing me back down again. After that we did it for hours, round after round and I started to wonder why he's never been in top before.

But I didn't want him to have all the fun so I flipped us around, "it's my turn now baby," I said finally getting my top energy back. He nodded and I entered inside of him, finding the right spot instantly. We went for a few more rounds before our legs finally gave in and we collapsed on the sofa.
End of smut

My head was on his lap and he stroked it gently, "I don't want this moment to end," I said with a large contented sigh. Alex giggled but he got a phone call and had the audacity to move me.

He answered it and went to his room to talk in private, I wanted cuddles but I had to wait. I went to my room and listened to music until the was finished on the phone. When he came back in, had face looked a little paler than usual and he was shaking slightly, "are you ok, who was it?" I asked.

I knew worry was written all over my face no matter how much I tried to hide it, "oh, it was nothing, I'm tired can we sleep now," he said rubbing his arms and climbed into bed with me. He gripped my waist tightly shaking a little still, "just remember I love you," he mumbled into my chest as his face rubbed against it like a small kitten. I just squeezed him tightly and we fell into a deep sleep.