Love Behind the Lies

Ch1: Misfits ~Alexis~

Hey guys so this is chapter one. The story will alternate between the two main characters points of view, not something I usually do so fingers crossed it works out. I'll try and keep the updates regular and I'm starting off by giving you a couple updates at once. Thanks for reading and Enjoy.

Alexis (P.O.V)

Buddy you're a boy, make a big noise,

Playin' in the street, gonna be a big man someday.

You got mud on yo face, you big disgrace,

kicking your can all over the place. Singin'

WE WILL, WE WILL, ROCK YOU,

WE WILL, WE WILL, ROCK YOU.

"Ughhhhh" I rolled over in bed my hand frantically searching for my phone to turn of the increasing volume of Queen's we will rock you.

"Oh god make it stop please Lexi" my twin brother, god that sounds weird, stood at entrance to my bedroom with his lips in a cute little pout, running his fingers through his dishevelled bed hair.

"I'm trying" I grumbled

Finally finding it, under my pillow of all the places, I turned it off and sat up with a sigh patting the space beside me. He slowly crawled onto the bed and lay his head down on the now messy sheets. "Seriously Lexi, we will rock you? what goes on in that brain of yours? I could hear it from my room, you know you don't respond well to loud noises in the morning."

"Yea ano, I didn't expect it to be that loud" I groaned.

"Dumbass, I'll help you choose a new one later"

I just let out another groan, my head was starting to pound. It's my own fault I should have known better this always happens if I get woken up with a loud noise. I could feel a migraine coming on fast, damn triggers. And this felt like a bad one.

"Shit..." Alex's whispered curse was followed by the bed dipping beside me as he rushed towards me his clear blue eyes looking over me.

"Sweetheart has one started?" I gave a small nod, whimpering at the sharp shooting pain that followed. But the bed had already dipped again with his movement as he slid off to the other side of the room. He returned a few seconds later with a bottle of water from my mini-fridge and one of my little white pills. He'd barely made a sound.

"Here, take you're Almotriptan and some water and you can take some painkillers after you've had something to eat." I took the pill from him and swallowed it down with a drink from the bottle, trying not to wince at the pain caused by the movement. I sat at the edge of the bed with my eyes closed and tried not to move, while I waited for the pill to work.

I felt Alex's gentle fingers massaging my temples as he whispered his encouragement "That's it, remember just breathe through the pain till it works, your doin good" He's always so good when this happens, dad just shouts for mum because he panics god bless, and mum asks me what I need and where to find it and if there's anything she can do, she's really efficient but it's a lot of questions and it's just so draining. Whereas Alex well he just does what I need automatically, he doesn't need to ask he just knows. Like now the pressure of his fingers and the gentle circular motion on my temples is easing the pain so much. How did he know I needed that?