How to Poke a Fish (A Romance Novel)

Chapter 7

Ok this was not how i wanted to start this chapter, BUT somebody told me that I lef t off at a bad part and she wanted me to continue it. So Becca you got your wish. :) it actually turned out better this way

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Alex’s POV

She is amazing. She is beautiful. She is the light of my life and when I see her smile, my hear stops beating. Somehow with everything that has happened to her, she learned to trust me. She suprises me everyday. She is strong. She acted happy on the outside even though inside she was being ripped to shreds. She may be broken, but I am determined to glue the pieces back together for good. Having her in my arms makes me feel so special. I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her, but im scared that if I tell her it will be too soon. She has boundarious and I am willing to embrace that. As I held her when she sobbed and shook, I felt my own heart breaking for this girl who was just trying to move on in life. She needed someone to hold her up and she chose me. I held her and kissed her. I wasn’t ever going to let her go. She had her arms wrapped around my neck and I ran my fingers through her curly hair. She pulled back and smiled and we were both breathing hard. Man, this girl just took my breath away. I led her to my bed and pulled her down on top of me and started to kiss her again. I traced lines on her back and she pulled away laughing.

“Oh! You are ticklish, huh?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“NO! NO! NO! I’M NOT ALEX! STOP!” She became hysterical as I tickled her and she rolled over trying to escape and I grabbed her arms and put them above her head. I was leaning in to kss her when she got a scared look in her eyes and started pushing me away.

“NO! Get away! LET ME GO!” She practically screamed. I jumped off of her and let go. She rolled away and back up against the wall the farthest away form me. Her eyes were wide and her chest was rising and falling rapidly as she tried to calm her heartbeat.

“Z whats wrong?” I slowly got off the bed and held my hands up.

She just closed her eyes and took more deep breaths.

“I’m sorry Alex. I…. I just got scared. I was…. It just reminded me of this….”

“You don’t have to be sorry I understand. I’m the one who should be sorry. It’s my fault in the first place.”

Her eyes had misted over and I walked slowly over to her and wrapped her in a hug. She pulled me back over to the bed. I shut the lights off and turned on the lamp on the bedside table. She snuggled up into me and I gently kissed her forehead.

“Goodnight beautiful.” I whispered.

“Goodnight Mr. Taylor.”

I started humming to a new song that I was writing (that was the reason for all the late nights at the studio the past couple weeks). I could feel her breathing slow and I softly sang under my breath knowing that she couldn’t hear me.

Z’s POV

I could hear Alex humming. I was too tired to ask what song and then I heard him start singing softly. His voice was beautiful. AND HE TOLD ME HE COULDN’T SING! GASP! But I was too far gone into sleep to wake back up and of course I didn’t remember to ask him when I woke up the next morning.

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Brrr……Brrrrr…Brrrrrrr

What? Uh! What was making that ridiculous sound so early in the morning. I realized it was my phone on the nightstand and I groped around trying to find it in the dark and my eyes barely open. I managed to find it and accept the call. I put it to my ear and barely mumbled hello when Kayla yelled into the phone