Alex Gaskarth Imagines

Little Things (Part 2)

I know you don't think there's a way that you can write that wonderful Alex living with Y/N and not do a second part I'm totally kidding but seriously you should consider a part 2

AN I'm teasing you guys I'm sorry I can't help it but this is actually really cute wow i love it marry me alex gaskarth. Oh god i feel really bad for leaving you guys hanging but it was great i had to leave it there. I hope you like it !!!! I'm super happy I actually updated WOW THAT'S GREAT it makes me happy yay enjoy loves xx

Your POV

There were a lot of things I expected to happen when Alex asked me to move in with him. One of them being his weird habits that he hasn't been able to shake. One of them not being him falling for me. And when he came back from tour and told me, I was shocked. I kissed him, and now I'm not even sure if I should have done that because now things are fucking awkward as hell.

It used to be simple, Alex and I would sometimes cuddle, and we'd argue like we'd been married for 30 years. But now when he walks in the room, I walk out. When he sits next to me I move a little further away for him. It's not because I don't like him or anything, it's actually the very opposite.

I walk out of the room when he comes in because I'm scared. I don't know how to act. Alex is not one for labels, especially after Lisa. He doesn't like things like this and who I am to think that he'd change that for me, just because he told me he loved me. He may think he does, but I don't know for sure. I'm scared. I don't know how to behave.

I was watching TV as I was munching on some colorful cereal. I was distracted by Adventure Time before I realized Alex had sat next to me. I turned to look at him, and even with his stupid blue hair he's breath taking. His stubble had grown in and his brown eyebrows stood out. I couldn't help myself watching him.

"You okay there, Y/N?" he asked me, snapping me out of my trace.

"Uh- what? Yeah, I guess."

"Because you've been so busy staring at me you didn't notice as I changed the volume from 35 to 38."

"I wasn't staring," I muttered, turning my attention back to the show, and munching on my cereal.

"I think you and I have very different definitions of the word staring, then."

"I was simply.. Admiring?" I didn't even sound sure myself.

"Admiring my face?"

"Nevermind." I stood up with my cereal, but I stood up too fast and the milk spilled over me. Shit.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it Alex, it's fine." I forcibly smiled at him as I shook off the cereal, putting the bowl down. "I'm just going to go.. I don't know, fix this I guess."

"Do you want me to help?"

"I don't know what you could do to help."

"Here, I'll help." Despite my protests, Alex stood up and went to help me. "Let's go up to your room." He helped me up the stairs to my room. "What do you want to wear, what's comfortable? It's gotta be something soft." He wouldn't stop rambling off words as I stood there, milk dripping off my clothes.

"I want to take a shower," I told him as he was still rambling nonsensical words.

"Yeah, we'll do that as soon as I find you some clothes. You know what? You stay here, I'll get you my clothes." He said nothing more as he left the room leaving me standing there, still dripping. Did he just say we?

He returned with some clothes in his hands and laid them down on the bed. He basically brought his whole wardrobe. "I didn't know what you wanted so I brought multiple things. I mean obviously you'll wear your own underwear and shit but my stuff is comfortable. I got you some boxers to choose from and a choice of.. All of these shirts."