Take a Break [DISCONTINUED]

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[official publish date February 15th]

Alexander's P.O.V
John played with my hair as I read one of my favorite books to him. His soft slender fingers brushed over my scalp and ran through the dirty strands over and over again. The massage like sensation sent a calm vibe through my body as I continued to read in a soft, calm tone.

"'Thank you, doctor,' said Sonny, picking up one of the folding plastic chairs and opening it. 'I'll just sit here awhile, now the sun's out.' He settled on the chair and looked at the spin dryer. 'My clothes are nearly ready.' A dog howled from the other side of the hedge. 'Wheest now,' Sonny called. 'I'll be with you in a little minute.'

John, before I continue, will you grab me a glass of water? And maybe some food.." I asked.

"Lexi, what does wheest mean?"

It had occured to me that not everyone knows Irish/Scottish slang.. "Something along the lines of quiet or no noise? Which I guess would make sense in the context."

It had been a week since John came back. Everyone was so excited to see him and hear about his adventures. After all the fuss everyone calmed down and went back to their normal lives.

He seemed almost sketchy when he came back, though. I didn't understand it at all, but I had managed to come up with reasonable explanations for his mannerisms.

Sneaking around? Probably just going to activities that he finds embarrassing, guilty pleasures you could say. Nervousness? Hadn't seen me in months, I'd be nervous coming back too. Hiding his phone? Well, perhaps he's just protective of it...

"John, I have some news when you get back here." I called.

"I'm coming I'm coming. What's the news?" He asked with a plate full of cheese and crackers along with a big glass of water.

"I'm scheduled to have my top done in a week." I said calmly, expecting an excited reaction.

"Congrats, my dude!" Was all that was said. He set the plate and glass on the little table placed by where I was sitting and walked over to do some other mindless task on his phone. That's... odd. I didn't say anything.

John had been on his phone the entire time since he'd been back and didn't seem interested in anything around him. He paced the kitchen back and forth as his eyes were glued to his phone.

I stood up and walked behind him to snake my arms around his waist, "John, I wanna cuddle." I said nervously. I hugged him around the waist affectionately and placed my head on his shoulder blade right next to his head. I rubbed my cheek all over his, like a cat, in an attempt to get more attention.

John smiled. "How can I say no to that?" He asked himself. "Alright, let's cuddle." He said finally.

We sit back down on the couch and find ourselves a blanket to cuddle under. We turn on the tv and find a movie to watch.

We don't pay attention to the movie, how could we? John kept tracing his hand up and down my back in a very calming affect, but it had transitioned into something more.

His other hand went to hug me around my waist and he started kissing my cheek, leaving a tiny trail of saliva with every passionate kiss. I could feel my breath slowly start to quicken.

I had somehow turned to face my upper body towards him and kissed him back. How is this happening?

I'd always wanted John, since the moment I saw him in history class with Mr. Washington. But lately, I'd wanted him. More of in a sensual way than in a calm relationship way.

So there we were, making out on James's couch. Being in love rules. As he kissed me all over he lightly bit my neck, and I squirmed. He continuously bit and sucked at a spot on my neck gently until a pink mark appeared. "Your first hickey from me." John said, regaining his composure.

I sank back into the couch, not knowing what to do. I wanted more, but I was too embarrassed to say anything. I sat on the couch next to John as we both tried not to fall asleep. It was difficult.

He watched the movie with a small smile on his face.  He must be thinking about me.

His eyes began to flutter asleep, and I didn't stop him. I'd rather he slept here than his father's house. He'd just destroy the boy..

I kissed him on the forehead and grabbed my cheese and crackers. We were completely engrossed in the movie. Suddenly, John's phone rang.

"I'll be right back, love." He said and kissed my cheek.

He left the room to answer his call from someone. I brushed it off and continued with the movie.

My curiosity got the best of me and I turned the volume down slightly in an attempt to hear what was being said, but all I was able to hear is murmuring. I gave up and turned my attention back to the tv. "Who was that?"

"No one, just a friend I made in London. What did I miss?"

"Nothing important." I said.

John wrapwd his arms around me. "I love you Lexi. You are the love of my life."

I presented a restrained smile. "I love you too John." His eyes flutter closed, and I felt his grip go limp. "I love you so much.."