CHOOSE ME!

Part 31

Alex's pov
Charlie hugged me tightly, my arms around his neck as he bent down and placed his chin on my shoulder. I held onto his hoodie's hood and took in his scent. I stood on my tiptoes and waited for him to say something, "she's not pregnant, she was faking it this whole time," he whispered in a deep voice in my ear which made me tear up with relief and I gripped his hoodie hood tighter.

My face sunk into him and he slowly let go of me, "we broke up, there was no reason for me to stay with her if she's not even pregnant," he said holding my hand and I nodded understandably. He then started to slowly make his was to one knee, gripping onto my hand tightly and pulled out half a strawberry engagement box with the same band ring I saw earlier.

I started to cry in disbelief that this was actually happening, "Alex Smith, will you marry me?" he said and he started to cry as well, his small warm tears falling onto my hand and warming them up in little spots. I nodded and pulled him up for a hug, I nuzzled my head in his chest with my left hand in my view and I admired the simple ring he bought me, his strong arms wrapped around my neck and he kissed the top of my head.

I don't know how long we stayed there for but it felt like I was home again in his arms, "we should probably buy a house together," he said hugging me tighter. "Yeah we probably should," I replied to him. I couldn't think of anything except that this was actually happening. After all these years were finally getting married, we finally get our happy ending. He let me go and cupped my cheeks, "I want you so bad," he said, he always managed to ruin a sweet innocent moment but this time I wasn't complaining. I took him by the hand and dragged him to my hotel room.

Smut warning
When we arrived and got into the room, he immediately pushed me against the door and pinned my hands above my head whilst his hand explored my body hungrily. He really never forgot what he was doing and what I like. He then picked me up and carried me to the bedroom, we got undressed quickly and got on the bed.

He hovered on top of me, "you ready?" he asked, "never been more ready," I replied. It was the strangest feeling, it was like we were never apart, like all the pain we went through didn't matter anymore because we were reunited once again.

He quickly pumped his solid dick in me, my back arched and I screamed in pain, his hand made its way down to my mouth and I bit his fingers a little but it didn't seem to bother him. I couldn't see his face but it was the only thing I could think of, before I had time to process anything he starting thrusting gently and waited for my screams to turn to moans which didn't take long. "Y....you.....know what to-to do..." I said as he moved his hand from my mouth, "I...I remember...don't worry," he replied thrusting harder, faster and deeper.

Our moans, grunts and skin slaps were ringing through the room, the poor people next door. Once again he surprised me at how much he remembered about my body as it didn't take long to find my spot again, my back arched, my hand gripped tightly to the duvet and I buried my face in the pillow to muffle the moans. I felt small drips of sweat from Charlie drip on me.

His hand made its way slowly up my back, tracing some of the scars whilst he slowed down for a minute and he held my hand tightly. He picked up his pace again after leaving a trail of kissed on my neck, he went faster and harder than ever before. I had to bury my face again so we weren't getting noise complaints. Not long after we both came and collapsed next to eachother and cleaned up.
Annnnd they're done

I didn't have his hoodie and sweatpants to curl up in anymore but having him next to me was good enough. "I'll get your clothes back tomorrow," Charlie said as if he had read my thoughts, "good I missed them," I said cuddling up to him. I could hear his heart beating in his chest, it was slow and comforting, it made me realise this was real.

I looked over at my hand that was placed on his chest, the sparkling diamonds were practically glowing in the bright hotel room lights, I looked up and saw that Charlie was sleeping peacefully and I closed my eyes to fall into a deep sleep too.

I woke up the next day in an empty bed, did I dream this the whole time? But the smell of Charlie still lingered in the air and I got up to find him in the kitchen. He was cooking his famous scrambled eggs and reading a magazine. "MODEL AND OWNER OF MANY CLOTHING LINES ALEX SMITH ENGAGED TO HIS CHILDHOOD SWEETHEART!!" read the title of the article.

I walked over to him and snaked my arms around his waist. I could feel him jumping and he turned around, "are you alright with this being public?" I asked concerned, I didn't mind but I didn't know how Charlie would react. "I don't mind," he said and turned back around to his cooking. I sat at the breakfast bar and watched him lovingly, I missed this so much, "why are you up so early?" I asked him as he seemed to be finished with the food. "I've got work today and I need to be in early, but I think I've found us a house that we can look at afterwards if you want to," he said handing me a plate piled with scrambled eggs. "That sounds great, I've got nothing on for today so we can go whenever you're ready," I replied. I couldn't wait.

The day seemed very long and I didn't leave the hotel because my manager told me it wouldn't be smart to leave by myself. I knew it was true but I wanted to see Charlie so bad. I looked over at the time and noticed he should be finishing in five minutes, I jumped up and put my coat and shoes on in a rush. I knew it wasn't the best idea but me and Alex decided it meet near the house. I waited for him across the road from his work building and saw him coming out. His face lit up when he saw me and he waved with a large smile and began to cross over he road.