My Name Is...

Chapter 15

~ Alex PoV ~

I was frozen. Eyes widen. Thomas held my head in place refusing to let me go. 

A minute or so passed and he pulled back. I sat there not moving. It hadn't quite registered that the kiss was over.

"Wh-what?!" A blush flooded my face. 

He smirked and gave me another peck. "Shhh" His hand ran through my hair and cupped my face.

His eyes scanned my face. A smile was plaster on his lips.

"Can we do that again?" I muttered looking down. My face was even redder.

A chuckle emitted from him and he nods, "We can keep on as long as you." 

His lip met mine again. They were soft. Comforting and kind. His eyes were closed. I ran a hand through his hair.

"Come on Alexander, Let's go to bed." He said as he was pulling away. 

I pout and go to kiss him again. He leans in sweetly then breaks it again. "Alright." 

I get up and head to the room. He's close behind shutting the door as he enters. My body feels weak all the sudden. I collapse on my bed and let the tiredness consume me.

"Night." He says as he kisses my forehead.

"Please sleep with me tonight... I'm afraid I might do that again." I whine softly, reaching out to grab him.

He smiles and sits by me, rubbing my back. "Fine." 

The bed folds down and his body heat gave off a comforting sensation. I wrap my arms around his waist and my head rests on his chest.

"You're so cute."

I let out a noise of gratitude. My mind started to drift in the void. The rain thunder and lighting was finally able to disappear.

TIMESKIP

There was snoring. Why? Jefferson doesn't snore normally. I clutched a fist around the blanket. A hand wrapped tighter around my back.

Who am I sleeping on...? John?

My eyes open slowly. Even though the sleep haze I could see the burnt skin color. What? Who is this? I look up and see.

I sit up quickly and blush darkly. "Jefferson?!" I shout.

He lets out a groan and wraps his hands tighter around my hips. "What the hell happened?"

"Alexander just go back to sleep. I'll explain later." he huffs looking at me.

The hand traces up to my shoulder and pushes me down. My head rests on his chest and I bite my lip. What am I doing?!

~ Thomas PoV ~

Alexander must not remember last night. I'll have to explain. But not now. He was so comfortable to sleep with. I play with his hair twirling it. I doze off feeling Alex's breathing picking up again. 

The rhymic patterns were comforting. I lazily looked over at the alarm clock beside the bed. 6:32 Jesus it's so earlier. He always gets up so earlier. Maybe I can keep him in bed for a little longer.

I fall back asleep for another couple of hours. There was a shift of weight and my hand fell down to my side. My eyes open and I see Hamilton sitting up with his feet over the edge. A dark blush forms on his cheeks as he covers his face. 

"You really don't remember what happened, do you?" I sit up and yawn.

"It's a blur." He stares at his hand, "I remember throwing a punch, I can't remember what I saw that made me want to though." He paused examining it closer, "What happened that lead me to sleep with you?"

I smirk and scooted close to him, "Do you want to know?" 

He tensed up with his ears turning red, "Do I want to?"

My hand cups his face turning it to me. Our eyes met for a moment and I kiss him sweetly. He was just as shocked as he was last night. 

He pulled away, "We only kissed right! Nothing else?!"

"We talked to."

"About?"

My hand dropped and I darted my gaze away, "I swear I didn't make you talk but... You told me about the hurricane. Your mother. Your brother. Even your dad."

"You're kidding me" out of the corner of my eye, I saw him bit his lip nervously.

"Alexander I promise I will not tell anyone. I don't know how to prove I won't but I swear to god I won't. It's a line I will not cross." I started to ramble, "It's cut too deeply for you. Causes you to be awake. I- I don't want to cause anymore... issues like that. Please believe I won't."

~ Alex PoV ~

Jefferson continued to rant about how he wouldn't go and tell anyone. Does he really care?

"... Please believe I won't," I raise an eyebrow to his last remark.

"I do."

He smiled and squeezed my hand.

I can't believe I told him.