My Love Is Never Ending(Chris "Motionless" Cerulli Love Story #4)

Chapter 4: As the World Falls Down

~*Chris' P. O. V*~

When I woke up again, Alexandria was still on my futon. I drowsily stood up, slowly opened my door and headed downstairs. On the counter I saw a piece of paper that said "Chris". I opened it and read:

Dad and I went to the store, siblings are at their friends'. Call if you two need anything!

-ოom<3

She knew Alex was here, I put my hand on the back of my neck and sighed awkwardly. I heard a door upstairs opened and a tired voice say,"Chris?"

"Down here," I called back.

Foot steps came down the stairs and Alex sleepily came in.

I smiled at her at said,"Morning."

"Morning," she said in an adorable morning voice.

"Sleep okay?"

She nodded and stretched her shoulders back.

"How's your jaw?"

"Better. Your cheek?"

"Better."

We sat down facing each other on the couch and I asked,"What do you want to do today?"

"My parents probably aren't home. Wanna come over?"

I smiled and said,"Sure. Can I shower first?"

She smiled back and answered,"Yeah."

~*Alexandria's P. O. V*

I watched Chris as he went back upstairs to his bathroom. I heard the door shut and decided to tell my Dad where I was. I went to my messages and texted him:

Me: Hey Dad! Sorry, I fell asleep at Rebel's. I'll be out of here in around ten minutes.

A few moments passed until he replied:

Dad: Hey! That's fine, we figured you were there. Your Mom and I have to go to a business event tonight, she's trying to find something to wear. You know how she is :P

Me: Oh boy, have fun with that!

Dad: Did you like Angelo's friends by the way?

Me: Yeah :-) I'm hanging out with one of them today.

Dad: No sex!

Me: Dad -.-

Dad: Love you!

I put my phone in my pocket right as Chris came back down, hair still wet and wearing a Smiths shirt, black jeans, a silver studded belt, and black vans.

"Ready?" he asked.

I nodded then got up off the couch. He grabbed the keys, locked up around the house then we got in the car and drove off.

We pulled up to my house, got out and I unlocked the door with the spare key under the rug.

"Nice place," Chris complimented as we stepped in.

"Thanks. Want anything to eat or drink?"

"Uhh....depends," he answered with a smirk.

We went in the kitchen and dug around through the fridge until I found a pack of raw bacon.

"Bacon?" I asked.

"Sure."

I took out a few strips, placed them on a pan then sat the pan on the stove. The strips began to pop and sizzle, filling the air with a warm, delicious smell. When those pieces were cooked, I set a few more on then waited for them to cook. Finally, I put the pieces of bacon on a plate and sat it at the table.