A New Beginning. (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 31 - Merry Christmas

A/N as always it's took me ages to post a new chapter, but I do have two very good reasons. The first being that I have had a lot of personal things I've had to take care of and I haven't been able to concentrate on things for long and I thought it'd be better to wait until I felt up to it to do a decent chapter rather than something that's pretty awful. The second being that I was struggling with writing. When I write these fan fictions I use my own feelings to power the story and this story needed something full of love but I have been unable to convey it until recently when I received a prompt of sorts. Both excuse are probably not clear and people never read these anyway but just on the off chance someone did, I thought you deserved an explanation. Now that's done, enjoy...

The four girls stumbled through the door hours later, all of them barely able to stand. Nicky and Chelsea went straight to bed where as Piper and Alex had the common sense to drink a couple glasses of water with some tablets before the went to their room to sober up a little and to try to prevent an awful hangover the next day.

Once the two girls sobered up, Piper stripped down to her underwear and Alex did the same but leaving her suspenders on. They clambered into bed facing each other, their legs tangled and arms wrapped around each other, gazing into each others eyes. Alex smiled and cupped Pipers cheek, smoothing it lightly with her thumb, "I love you Pipes... So much. You know... Diane asked me what I wanted for Christmas this year and I've always said nothing because money has always been tight and she knew that. But this year she had the money and asked me what I wanted... That I could have anything I wanted... But the thing is... I already have everything I want and need. I have her and I have you and Nichols and Houston... You make me feel complete babe, I don't know how to describe it. Its pretty fucking crazy and scary but I'll be damned if I said I would change it for the world because I wouldn't.

I have never been one to think of the future or make plans or anything like that. I've always just kinda gone with the flow so to speak. But that was until you came along and took my heart in your hands without asking and the truth is, I never want it back. Now when I do think of the future I don't exactly have a plan or anything like that because it's not me, but what I do see is you. Us. Travelling together, wherever you wunna go, doing crazy things... And I fucking love it... I love you" Alex whispered, never breaking the eye contact.

Piper smiled wide and a happy tear rolled down her face. She pulled her girlfriend into a soaring kiss. That night/early morning they didn't have a fuck, or a drunk fondle or a rushed shag... They made love. All the things they wanted to say but can't find the words to were conveyed in that kiss. They took their time and made each move deliberate and bought as much pleasure to the other woman as they could. They were at it for an hour until both their slightly sweaty, naked bodies were curled up in one another and they both fell into a peaceful slumber.

Piper's POV

'Fucking tequila' was the first thought I had as I woke up with a banging headache despite the gallons of water I drank last night and the painkillers. I rolled over to kiss Alex good morning but I was not welcomed with her goddess body, but with an empty space. What the fuck? Just as I was about to sit up to go searching for her she barrelled through the door wearing a sports bra, baggy shorts and a Christmas hat. Her hair was all over the place and her arms were full of presents. I instantly smiled when I looked at her face which had a smile that would turn the devil good.

She jumped onto the bed and kissed my cheek whilst wishing me a merry Christmas. I giggled at her child like side. "You open your presents first babe... I wasn't sure what to get you because you are by far the hardest person to buy for but yeah..." I handed her the presents which she laid in her lap.

Alex's POV

I pulled the first of 2 presents onto my lap. I looked at Piper who signified for me to open it. I ripped away the paper and was greeted by a box. I took off the box and inside were a brand new pair of black doc martins and an extremely expensive looking leather jacket. My jaw hit the floor and I snapped my head up to look at Piper. "Fuck... You don't like them do you? I can take them back and get you something else or I-" "I love them... They must of cost you a fortune babe! I can't take these!" "Yes you can, and you will." She argued. I gave her a kiss to show her my appreciation. I then sat back down and she handed me another wrapped box. Like the first, I discarded the paper in seconds and removed the lid from the box. To say I was confused would be an understatement. I could feel y eyebrows furrow together and hear Piper giggle. I looked at the gift in the box. "A motorcycle helmet?" I mumbled whilst removing it from the box. It was beautiful. A midnight black colour with 'Alex' written either side in gold and outlined by an intricate design. "Its gorgeous babe... But I don't understand. Why have you gotten me a helmet?" She smiled and told me to look in the pockets of the new leather jacket. As I checked the pocket my hand hit a cool piece of metal and a piece of paper. I pulled them both out. Keys and a picture of- "you haven't?" I questioned, looking at Piper. "I have she replied" with a smirk. "YOU BOUGHT ME A FUCKING MOTOR BIKE?" I LOVE YOU SO MUCH" I virtually screamed whilst pouncing on my girlfriend looking at the fancy black motorbike picture over her shoulder that no doubt cost a pretty penny.

After a good half an hour of showing my thanks to Piper I handed her the presents I got her. "It's nowhere near as good or extravagant as what you got me and if you don't like it, it's fine..." I rambled nervously. "Babe, you could get me some socks and I'd still be over the moon" Piper responded, calming my nerves a little. I handed her the slightly bigger box first. She removed the lid and I could of swore her eyes nearly bulged out of her head. A tear slid down her cheek and she looked from the gold infinity necklace with our names carved in and birthstones on to me. "It's beautiful babe... I don't know what to say." I pulled her into e and asked her if she would like me to put it on her. She turned around so her back was facing me. I took the necklace and clasped it around her neck, kissing where the clasp landed before turning around. "It's perfect" She said. I handed her the second box. She opened it and stared at it. I took her hand in mine, intertwining our fingers. "I love you so much Piper, more than I thought possible. I've always been a woman of few words as you know which isn't particularly helpful at times like these... We've been through a fair bit together over these months and I don't regret any of it. I thought what better way to promise you that I will always be here for you, no matter what, than a promise ring... You can't really see it properly but on the inside of it there's some wiggly lines. They're the sound waves that are created when I say 'I love you'. So whenever you doubt our love or we've argued or you feel sad or lonely you have a reminder of both my promise and my love..."

By the time I had finished my little speech Piper was full on sobbing and I even let a few years of my own fall. She removed the ring from the box and slid it onto her finger. It was a perfect fit. We kissed with so much passion, it was something that was written about in books and shown in movies.

We spent the rest of Christmas Day curled up in bed, only leaving to use the toilet or get something to eat or drink. No matter what happened in the future, we'd always have this to look back on. A day I wouldn't change for anything.

Piper's POV

I watched Alex sleep. She always looked so peaceful when she slept.

It's crazy how much she's changed since I first met her. She was the ultimate bad ass and wouldn't let her guard down for anyone. She always had up a hard exterior which could be perceived as threatening to guard herself. Never had she let her guard fully down for anyone but Diane. She never had it easy, being bullied at school, getting caught up in fights and bad things, her Dad leaving before she was born and so much more darker stuff that no one should have to go through... But she came through an amazing woman. A woman I admire and love. She fails to see it though. She doesn't see how amazing or beautiful or talented she is because only three people against so many have told her so. It's like she's blind to who she is. She thinks she's not a good person but she is. Just like everyone she gets angry, upset and lashes out and she thinks it makes her bad when it's only humane. It's things like that that break my heart. The fact she doesn't see how perfect she is. Maybe not to everyone but certainly to someone or a select few. Me being one of them.

The way her eyes light up when she talks about something she's passionate about, or the way her hair can be pretty crazy and wild but still look cute, the way she smiles lights up a whole room, even more so when its a full, teeth baring smile. Her laugh is like the most complex yet beautiful melody to ever be created and could never be created, even her normal speaking voice is beautiful. Even when she's sick she still both looks and sounds beautiful to me.

Above all of her gorgeous physical appearance, she has a personality anyone would dream to have in a spouse; funny, kind, caring, sensitive, patience (although she hates being so and isn't so good at it in some areas), courageous, strong, talented... Most of those qualities she doesn't see though.

To complete the perfect package that is Alex Vause, underneath the hard exterior, she has a heart of gold and a beautiful soul.

All those things contribute to the reason why I love her. Sometimes she tells me I shouldn't love her or questions my love for her and she desires to know why I do. I always struggle answering because I never now were to start. I can never put it into words. When she asks me it's like my mind goes blank but is cramped up all at once.

The simple answer which I hope one day she will understand, is that I love her because of who she is, her past present and future. Every good and bad part of it. I love it. I love her.

I love Alex Vause.