september 17th, 1993
i woke up disoriented, looking down and seeing alex.
i looked at him, tilting my head and looking at him. the sunlight from the windows hit his face perfectly and he looked so handsome, even if he was fast asleep, snoring loudly, with a little drool on his lower lip.
i laughed, hand flying over my mouth.
alex woke up, wiping his lip with his arm and then looking up at me.
"what time is it?" he asked, his voice raspy
"uhh like 4?" i said, squinting at his alarm clock across the room.
"okay" he said, still looking up at me.
"why are you looking at me?" i asked, raising an eyebrow.
"because i wanna kiss you dumbass" alex mumbled
"then kiss me" i said, raising both eyebrows.
alex put his hand on my cheek and kissed me, and i didn't even argue.
it wasn't like a crazy sexy kiss, it was just a tiny kiss. it lasted for like- 10 seconds.
i pulled away, cheeks bright red, alex with a smirk on his face.
he placed me on the bed and climbed down the bunk bed ladder, putting a t shirt on.
"what are you doing?" i asked, yawning as i was still in his over sized t shirt, climbing down the ladder.
"i bet you anything the guys are here eating all the food" alex said, shrugging and looking down at me.
"food? see ya!" i said, sprinting down the staircase.
as expected, zack jack and rian were on the couch, backpacks thrown on the floor as they were surrounded by food wrappers and crumbs.
jack looked at me, peanut butter in his teeth.
he opened his mouth, but then let out a loud burp instead of speaking
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DIRTY LAUNDRY - ALEX GASKARTH
Fanfiction"what, never seen a gal with pink hair?" aka that one where a shy girl with pink hair with a bad at home life and a boy with a "shitty" band who has an awful past meet at a laundromat in the 90's
