All I Want • Alex Gaskarth (Adoption)

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I wake up the next morning, grateful it wasn't due to my alarm. It's the weekend. The school year starts on a thursday, so we go straight into the weekend. The clock next to my bed says it's only 7:30am. I know Alex is asleep because it's the weekend and that man sleeps for hours.

I try to go back to sleep, but it's completely useless. Tossing and turning does not help one bit in finding a comfortable position to sleep. Finally giving up, I unwrap my hand and take a shower.

The shower relaxes me and lets me think. My hand hurts considerably less but it doesn't stop the ache of knowing there's surely more to come. Sighing, I think about Alex. I'm now adopted to him; how crazy is that? I've been adopted. It's the one thing I never would believe would happen. It did. And now things are finally okay. I have other people too now - not just Alex, but Jack, Zack, and Rian as well. I haven't seen them as often yet because the whole adoption work and school kept us occupied. I text them more than I see them nowadays, and I'm okay with that. It's still a lot to handle - I assume the same goes for Alex. I mean, he legally has a kid now. He's a working man, traveling the world and has a busy life. Now he's squeezing me in to that life with him. He told me he's always wanted a daughter, and he's glad he decided to go forward and adopt one. He also says when he told everyone what he was going to do, they were all supportive of the idea. So here I am.

After about twenty minutes of the relaxing warmth, I get out and quickly ready myself, hand wrapped to complete the morning. It's now just coming around to be 8am. I walk around the house, checking to see if Alex is awake. Coming across his room, I knock quietly. I hear no answer so I walk away.

I write him a note, saying, "Alex, I've gone out for a walk. Shouldn't be gone long. I'd text you this but I'm not taking my phone. See you soon. -Lex"

I already have on a sweatshirt, so I just leave. I don't know a lot about Baltimore. I spend more time than I'd hoped just walking around the neighborhood and as far as walking will get me. I now see why the boys have always loved the place; it's something spectacular. Bright colors everywhere.

By the time I got home, it's 10:30am. I take a deep breath and walk further into the house. I go to see if Alex is awake but then I hear him in the kitchen once more. I follow the sound, trailing it to the tall figure standing in front of the stove. I lean on the doorway as I watch him cook whatever is on the stove. He's singing under his breath as a song I recognize as 'If It Means A Lot To You' by A Day To Remember. I smile at him, although he can't see the gesture. He moves around carefully and quietly. Then he turns around, grabbing for the refrigerator door. He catches sight of me and visibly jumps.

"What the hell! You scared the crap out of me. Don't do that again," Alex holds his hand against his chest, trying to regain his breath.

"Sorry." I smirk. He rolls his eyes at me and hands me a plate of food.

"I was hoping you'd come soon." I take my plate, nodding at him, and walk into the living room. Alex trails behind and sits himself directly next to me on one of the sofas. There are several places to sit and he sits next to me.

We sit in silence just eating and following what's playing on the television. At some point, we finish eating as time passes and place our dishes on the coffee table. The same table from a couple weeks ago when I hovered my foot above it.

I repeat the same action, slowly inching my foot towards the top of the table. "Don't you do it, or so help me god, Lexington." Alex glares at me from the side. I drop my foot, laughing at him. Good times.

"Hey, that reminds me. On all the legal paperwork, I've never once seen your full name. Not anything besides Lexington. When I asked Marie, she said it was more to the privacy of you. So that being said, what is your full name?"