I am the first to pull away from the kiss this time. When I do, I stare up at Xander. He has a smile across his face when he looks down at me.
He softly touches his forehead against mine, his blue eyes continually pouring into mine. My hands are still around his shoulders.
"If you're willing to try for this..." he says, grazing his thumb over my lip. "Then I am too."
"I'm going to try for this." I say with a laugh. "Whether you like it or not."
He's the one that laughs this time. "I am okay with that."
His arms around my waist tighten as they pull me closer to him, wrapping me up. He dips his hand down again and presses his lips against my own. This time it was just a small, quick one.
His face still barely touches mine, his arms still around my waist. I don't want to leave. This is what I've wanted; this feels right. The awkward feeling that has been there isn't there anymore.
He sighs. "I really need to get back to my room. We have to watch the pre-premiere stuff."
I tighten my arms around his shoulders. "I don't want you to leave." I say. Now that I have him, I won't want to let him go.
I look over my shoulder and point to the television and couch area of my suite. "We can just watch it here. Just like friends would."
"I'm tired of doing everything like friends would. It feels too fake. It's time to feel real for once." He says.
He lets go of my waist and follows me back into the suite anyways. I sit on my couch right beside him and turn to the channel on the television. This time when I feel his arm around my shoulders, I don't hesitate to move closer against him.
Some of the pre-premiere interviews is on the channel. I don't really pay much attention to them. They also show a lot of the paparazzi pictures and stuff.
When a commercial break comes on, I stand up to get a bottle of water out of the mini fridge. I grab one for Xander as well and sit back down beside him.
"You know..." he begins as I sit beside him. "I really care about you a lot. And I really, really like you. I'm sorry things have been how they've been. It's just all the things that could come about a relationship between us."
My stomach gets butterflies when he says something about there being a relationship between us. Could that actually work? Well, no matter what I think, I told him I would try. And I want this more than anything.
"I know." I tell him. "I like you a lot too. So don't worry. Everything will be fine."
He smiles a little at me and we pay attention to the footage on the screen. Everything we have seen so far is focused on the premiere tomorrow night.
I prop my feet up on Xander's lap just like I always have. As usual, he pretends to get annoyed by this. I smile when I realize that some things will still be the same.
Alexander says he needs to get up to use the bathroom, but my feet are in the way of him getting up. He attempts to push my legs away, but I guess my legs are strong enough to hold him back.
I can't hold him back from getting up when he starts tickling my feet. I wasn't really just trying to hold him back, but it was kind of fun. But now, I'm being forced to throw my feet off when he tickles the bottom of them.
He stands up now, and I look up at him. I take a pillow off the couch and throw it at him.
"Jerk." I say playfully. He begins to laugh and tosses the pillow back at me.
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FanfictionAlexander Ludwig. New, attractive rising Hollywood star. Isabelle Fuhrman, young actress attempting to make her break in Hollywood. When the two both are cast for the Hunger Games, they quickly bond with each other and the rest of the cast. After fi...