I Knew You Were Trouble (Evan peters)

Chapter 9: "Why is Evan Peters on your balcony?!"

Alexis POV

The ride to my appartment was silent, but the silence wasn't uncomfortable.

Evan slid his hand op my tigh and I tried to focus on the road so badly, but he sure as hell made it hard. 

Especially without wearing panties because he tore them off like a half hour ago.

Evan leaned in to plant soft kisses in the crook of my leg as his hand kept sliding up my tigh.

I press my tighs together, trying to focus. 'Ev, I'm driving.'

'So, pull over, then.' Evan mumbled against my skin.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. 'Babe...'

'What?' He said softly, not even trying to hold himself back as he slid his hand between my legs, and of course, I let him.

I pulled over in front of the building. 'Ev, if you wait ten more seconds we can continue this inside.' 

I felt him smirk against my skin. 'Kay.' 

We both got out of the car and didn't even bother to wait for the elevator, we just ran up the stairs like two childish kids.

In front of my door I stopped to unlock the door with shaking hands as Evan sood behind me, roaming his hands over my body.

As soon as I opened the door Evan turned me around in his arms and hungrily claimed a kiss from my lips.

I gave in immediatly as Evan pushed me inside my appartment, closing the door with a kick of his foor as he pulled out  his shirt.

'Round two, huh?' I chuckled as he smirked cocky.

'Come here, you.' He laughed as he pulled me closer to him. 

We ended up in my bedroom, his lips trailing down my neck once more...

'Alexis?! Are you here?' I heard a voice call.

'Shit!' I cursed and Evan stood still, glaring at me with shocked eyes.

'Alexis! I knocked but you didn't open! are you in there?' It was now I recognized the voice, Melissa.

Oh my God, out of all people I know Melissa is definitely the last one who can know.

'Just a second!' I called out as I panickely stared at Evan and around my bedroom.

I picked up his clothes and pushed them in his arms. 'Go out the window to my balcony, I'll get rid of her.' I said fastly as Ev did what I commanded him.

'Mel, hey!' I said with fake enthousiasm.

'You okay in here? I heard stumbling.' Melissa looked around the appartment.

'No. Yeah, I was just... cleaning up my room.'

'Oh, okay.'

'So uhm, why are you here?' I asked.

'Just wanted to hang out.' 

'Sounds nice but I am really, really tired, Mel.'

'No prob, I'll be gone then soon.' She said but instead of walking to the frontdoor she walked to my bedroom.

'Wait! Where are you going?!' I swore my panick level hit eleven.

'Smoking a cigarette on the balcony.' She said, raising an eyebrow at me.

'Oh! It's so cold outside, why don't you just smoke here?' I said, putting up a smile.

'Honey, you HATE it when people smoke inside your house. No, I'll go outside.'

'Oh, but it's really not a problem.'

'For me neither.' Melissa said as she opened the glass door to my balcony. 

I followed her immediatly, somehow hoping Evan would have jumped or something -even though I live on the eighth floor.

When Melissa opened the door she gasped and just stood there for a second, looking in complete shock at Evan, who copied her look and stared at me.

Mel turned around, closed the door and yanked me to the living room by my arm. 'Why is Evan Peters on your balcony?! And don't tell me he ame flying over here and ended up here!'

I looked down at my shoes, scratching the back of my neck as my heart beated like a formula 1 racing car.

'I asked him over... after my shift.' I confess.

She furrowed her eyebrows. 

I played with a few strings of my hair, something I did when I was nervous. 

Without a word Melissa pushed back my hair, making the new lovebites Evan gave me today clearly visible. 'Wait a minu...' She gasped in the middle of her sentence.

I closed my eyes, hoping this was a dream.

What if Evan wouldn't want to see me anymore after this happened?

'Oh my God!' Melissa said loudly. 'They WERE hickies, all this time! Screw you with your "birthmarks"! How long is this going on behind my back?' 

'It's not behind YOUR back, Mel,' I explained. 'It's behind everyone's back.'

'How long, Alexis?!' 

'A month or so, maybe a little longer,... I don't really know.' I stared down at my shoes again.

'Why are you keeping this a secr... Oh my God, wait wasn't he woth this actress,... Emma Roberts?' 

I just nod my head.

'You stole him from his GIRLFRIEND?!'

'NO! He made the first moves, remeber?!' I defended myself.

She sighed, calming herself down. 'Alexis,... Why didn't you come talk to me? I thought I was your friend?'

'You are, Mel!' I say, putting my hands on her shoulders, please God I can't lose Melissa and Evan. 'The best I could ever wish for. It's just... It was too risky. You can't tell anyone, please.'

'I promise I won't tell anyone!' She said as she hugged me. 'Maybe we should let him back in?'

I giggled as we walked back to my room. 'Just, wait here a minute, okay?'

'Sure.'

I stepped outside to a still shocked Evan. 'Hey.'

'What did you tell her?' He asked.

I sighed. 'The truth.'

'You told her about us?!' Evan's eyes got wide. 'Are you insane? Jesus Alexis!'

Alexis. He never used my full name. 'Evan, she's my best friend. She was already suspicious, she would have found out anyway.'

'Fuck! You're insane! What if she tells someone? What about the paparazzi, huh?! Ever thought about that?! I am so DEAD if anyone finds out about us!!!!' Evan shouts loudly.

Tears fall down my face. 'Stop yelling at me! I can't take it!'

'What do you want me to do then?! Be happy with it?!!!!'

'Ev, please, she won't tell, I swear. Please, I can't lose you, babe. I need you, please.' I close my eyes, ready for another explosion coming from him, but instead I felt a soft kiss on my forehead and two arms around my waist. 

'Alex, listen. I'm sorry, okay? I just... I'm freaking out right now because I don't want people to hate you or judge you, I don't want to lose you, babe. I can't. I know it doesn't look like it, but I really am risking a lot for you. I don't want to lose this, I don't want to lose you.' 

I cup his cheeks. 'You won't, babe.'

'Pomise?'

'Promise.' I smile. 'C'mon, you gotta meet Mel!'