Three days later...
Alex's P.O.V...
"Alex, let's hang out with Bethany and Jack today." Marshall suggested. I shook my head. He groaned and sat down.
"Why? Is it because you think it's gonna be awkward since they heard us?" He asks, with a wink. Oh god. "No, it's not that. But that too." I said, scrolling on my phone. He took my phone from my hand and looked at me.
"What is it?" He asked. Probably Bethany already told him. "It's nothing." I said, trying to end the conversation. He pulled me onto his lap. "What is it? Tell me." He said.
"Bethany probably told you already." I said, rolling my eyes. She tells him everything, and what does she tell me? Not much. "She hasn't texted me since last Monday." He said. I shrugged. Why do I feel jealousy? It's not like Bethany would take him from me.
"She, I, we got into a fight again." I said. He looked at me, into my eyes. "She got mad at me because of something stupid and now she's not talking to me." I said, hitting my head against his chest.
"Well, she gets mad only because she cares. We'll talk about this later." He said, fiddling with my hair.
Flashback to his present ;) ...
"Marshall, my present to you is giving you myself. Is that okay?" I asked him. We were having a pretty heated, make out. His lips were on my neck.
"Of course, love." He said, taking his shirt off. I took mine off, and unbuttoned my jeans. He took his off and pulled down my jeans, swiftly. No, I've never imagined this. Him and I. This. He pulled me up, so I was sitting down. His eyes were on mine, while he struggled to take my bra off. I chuckled a little, deciding to help him. He took it off and looked at my boobs, touching them.
He pulled down my underwear, making them fall to the ground. He took his boxers off. I switched us, so I was on him. He smiled at me and placed his arms behind his head. I placed my hands on his stomach and fixed myself.
I pushed in and screamed. I pulled out. I pushed in and out again, but it was less painful. I kept going, while looking at him. Sounds came out of his lips, like the sounds that came out from mine.
"Can I do it?" He asks, I nodded. He flipped us over and spread my legs open. I wrapped my arms around his neck, as he continued. "Alex, I love you." He says. I smiled. "I-I love you t-too." I said, trying not to moan or scream. This feels good. Oh god.
"Marshall!" I screamed. Oh god. How does he do this? This is so good. I love it. He moaned louder. I tried breathing, because I'd lost my breath. "Alex, say it again." He said.
Flashback cut off...
"Come on!" Marshall said. He was at the door, waiting for me? He seemed kind of mad. "Where are we going?" I asked, walking to the door. He gave me the 'are you kidding me' look.
We walked to the room 38. What are we doing here? She said she doesn't want to see me. He knocks on the door. "Hold up!" She yelled. After a few minutes she opened the door, staring at me, then at Marshall.
"Uhh, what's up?" She asks, fiddling with her fingers. He looked at me, then at her. "You, Jack, Alex, and I are going to the fair." He said. I shrugged at her.
"I'm sorry, but I can't go." She said. I nodded. "Same." I said, walking away. He grabbed my arm. "We're all going." He said. I sighed. "No, I'm not going. I'm actually going to Disneyland." She said. His eyes widened. "How?!"
"I have the money saved up in my bank account. I sort of already bought my ticket for today." She said, while looking at her hands. Wow. And she didn't invite us?!
"You're lying, Bethany." He said. Why is this about her?! I wanted to have a day with him only. I know it's selfish, but I really need a day to myself with him. "Marshall, she doesn't want us hanging out with her, it's fine. Leave her alone." I said
We walked away. My tears started forming. "No. I need to go back." I said, walking back to her room. I knocked on her door, aggressively. "Yes?" She opened the door, without my notice. I accidentally punched her. Oh my god.
"Bethany!" I screamed.
"Why would you do that?!" Marshall yelled. I was about to touch her, not in a hurting way, but she slammed the door in my face. "I-I didn't see her open the door. Oh my gosh. What am I going to do now?" I said. I started slamming my head against the wall.
"GO AWAY!!" She yelled from the inside. I started crying. This was supposed to be a good day. Why did I piss her off? Why did Marshall bring us to her room? Why did I go back? Why wasn't I careful? Why, dammit?!
"Bethany, are you okay?" Marshal asks, knocking on the door. I sighed, wiping my tears. "Apart from being physically and emotionally hurt because my girl best friend punched me in the face, yeah totally fucking fine." She yelled. I am so stupid. Goddamn!
"Open the door." He said, holding onto the doorknob. She started screaming. What is going on? "Bethany! Bethany, open the door right now." He said. I stood up and walked away from the door. She needs her space, I'm leaving.
"I'm sorry." I said, lowly. I wiped my tears and saw Jack coming. Shit. "Jack, uhh, you can't go see Beth. Marshall is talking to her." I said. He walked with me, down to the lobby. "Let's go to the fair." He said. I shrugged.
"What happened?" He asked. I shook my head. "Tell me." He said. I sighed. "I accidentally punched Beth in the face, when I was knocking on the door. I got into a fight with her yesterday, because of something stupid."
"Well, she gets mad because she cares. You know that. She's just being Beth. If she didn't get mad, she probably wouldn't give a shit. But she does." He said.
20 minutes later...
"Two wristbands please." Jack said, to the man at the stand. The man put our wristbands on and he payed the man. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me to a spinny ride. "Jack! I can't go on this!" I screamed. Too bad, he had already dragged me into it and buckled my seatbelt. Shit.
"This is going to be a fun day!" He said, really excited. I rolled my eyes. "Indeed."
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I don't even know why I wrote this chapter. Lol, but I mean, my girl best friend wanted me to, since the other day. This is really good for me, because I finished this chapter in two hours because IT DELETED ITSELF FROM DRAFTS OMG. But I rewrote it. I stopped doing chores, to write it. Because I love her, she's my best friend, I'd stop doing anything important for her, because she's more important to me. even if she might not want to talk to me right now, because she's busy, I decided to write her a chapter, bc why not /: but yeah. bye!
{Elizabeth}

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