I Love A Challenge (Alex Babinski Fanfic)

Chapter Five

I walked inside, slamming the door behind me. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I went on a date with Jake to forget Alex, but it turns out Jake was just as bad; if not worse. Was I really that big of a prude for not wanting to have sex on the first date? Jake had seemed so sweet, I never would have thought that those were his intentions. I was hoping we would really hit it off and I could get Alex off of my mind. Realizing that even though I had been out with Jake, I had been thinking about Alex the whole time I grew even more frustrated. There was no way for me to win.

As I stormed through the living room I realized that the devil himself was seated on the couch. "How was your date?" Alex asked as I passed through into the kitchen.

"What are you even doing here?" I asked.

Alex threw up his hands in mock surrender. "Brian and I were writing, he had to go out and pick something up. I just thought I'd ask how your night was."

I sighed, dropping my purse and kicking off my shoes. "Horrible," I pouted.

He patted the spot next to him on the couch, "What was so bad about it?" I was surprised he wasn't taking the time to say 'I told you so', since he had thought badly of Jake the first time he'd seen him at the Chinese place. Instead, he seemed to be generally concerned. It was starting to look like nobody was who I thought they were.

I sank down into the couch and rolled my eyes, "You wouldn't get it." I could tell I was getting worked up again.

"Try me," he chuckled, rubbing my back softly. I like I was supposed to snap at him for touching me, but I actually didn't mind it. Everything about his hands were gentle and soothing. 

"Fine," I said flatly. "All Jake wanted to do was get into my pants, and he got all mad when I wouldn't put out for him."

I waited for Alex to respond with something about how girls were supposed to put out on the first date and every girl he's ever dated had done that and blah blah blah; but instead he froze. "How dare he," Alex said lowly.

I almost found it cute he was so concerned, until I realized how vulnerable I was then. "Oh don't try to manipulate me!" I turned away. "I'm sure you'd treat a girl the same way." I stood up, walking towards my room, needing to get away from him.

"What are you talking about? I'm not trying to manipulate you," he called, following me up the stairs.

I rolled my eyes, done playing his games. "Don't try and tell me for a second that you wouldn't expect a girl to have sex with you on the first date Babinski. I know you would, I know you, I know your type."

"But you're different," he pleaded.

"What does that even mean?" I threw my hands in the air. "What do you mean I'm different? You've never had sex with a brunette before?"

Alex looked hurt, like for real. "No!" he shouted. "I mean you're not just any old girl Blaire! You're special to me, I wanna treat you right."

"You wanna treat me right as much as Brian would make a good president!" I sneered.

"I haven't sex in over a week, for you!" Alex said, eyes unblinking.

Placing my hands on my hips I took a step forward, "Am I supposed to be impressed?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

He shook his head, staring at his feet. "No, you're supposed to be disgusted; but you're supposed to understand that I'm trying."

"Trying what? To calm you dick once in a while?"

"I'm trying everything I can to impress you!" Alex began to raise his voice again. "I thought I could flirt with you like I do with other girls but you're different. I tried to use Carolin to make you jealous but that didn't work either. I just want to be right for you, I'm trying to change."

"So you're trying to figure how I work, so you can get in my pants too?"

"Stop saying that, stop saying that! Oh my god stop saying that," he shook his head, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "I hate who I am ok? I hate how I treat women, I'm horrible. I know that. I hate hearing that."

Still convinced that he was trying to play me I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes again, "Well it's true."

"Blaire, please, listen to me," Alex begged. "I didn't always treat girls like objects, it's just, I've had my heart broken one too many times and I just learned to use women as sex machines so I wouldn't have to risk heart break," his sentence began to run as he ran out of breath. "But I don't wanna use you for sex Blaire, I don't wanna use you for anything. I don't wanna use you." I could hear the heart break in his voice.

Everything was moving in slow motion as what he said took it's effect. He actually had feelings for me. Alex Babinski, of all people. The person I had been trying to run from had actually been chasing after me. For the first time I felt like he was being sincere. "I still, don't fully, understand," I said slowly.

"Can I kiss you?" he pleaded quickly. I nodded.

Alex took a step forward and cupped the side of my face with his hand. Tilting my face so I was looking up at him, he leaned in and slowly pressed his lips to mine. His lips were soft and warm and I prayed mine weren't cold in comparison. He was being so delicate, so gentle as I finally kissed him back, butterflies appearing in my stomach. We moved as if we were underwater, our movements slow and flowing. I slowly put my hands on Alex's shoulders, then hesitantly wrapped my arms around his neck as the kiss continued. I felt his hand creep from my cheek to the back of my head as he coaxed me closer to him. I pressed myself to his chest, instantly relaxing. All thoughts of Jake had vanished and I felt safe, protected. Pulling away Alex let out a sigh, "Let me take you to dinner."

I froze. "Oh god, no," I pulled away from him quickly.

"Blaire, what's wrong?" Alex's face fell.

"No, oh god, no. It wasn't supposed to be you," I said, not really addressing him. I continued to pace as the reality of what a mess I had just gotten myself into hit me. "It can't be you, no. This can't happen."

Alex tried to stop me from running circles through my bedroom but it was no use. "What's going on?"

"We can't do this, we have to pretend this never happened," I rambled. "Brian's gonna kill us."

"I can't pretend this never happened," Alex said slowly.

I shook my head, "But Brian will kill us both. He told me to stay away from you and I'm pretty damn sure he told you to stay away from me."

"Blaire, please," Alex took my hand. "He doesn't have to know. Please, just let me take you on one date. I know you wanna."

He was right, I did want to; but I didn't want to risk death to do it. "Alex, I, how?"

"Tell Brian you're going to a friend's house and drive to mine, I'll take you out somewhere on the other side of town. Please," he explained, desperation in his voice.

Refusing to forget the sparks I had felt when we had kissed just moments ago, I took his plan into consideration. It was dangerous to sneak around with Alex, but he seemed determined to make something work; and that made me wanna make something work too. "Fine," I agreed. "But we can't get caught."

"Oh thank god," Alex let out a breath I didn't know he had been holding. "I won't let us get caught I..." he stopped mid-sentence as we both heard the front door unlocking.