Fighting On

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Well it has come back to this. I knock firmly on the door three times. With my duffel bag strung across my shoulder and the eerie note in my hand, I wait. I stand in front of the closed door for only a few moments before it opens.

The note I found this morning not only reminded me of the impending danger, but the fact that I missed this place, if I hadn't I wouldn't have returned. A shirtless Alec peeps open the door half way before fully opening it when he sees it's me.

"What are you doing back here?" He asks slightly confused. Instead of telling him I simply hand him the note. I'll be with you soon is what the note reads. I watch his facial expressions as he reads it.

A breath of air escapes his mouth and he steps out of the doorway inviting me in. I enter to see the familiar surroundings as they usually are, immaculate. Placing my duffel on the couch I turn to face him.

"This guy is sick." Is all he says, once again staring at the note. Taking it from him a walk over to the cupboard and pull out a lighter.

"Want to burn it?" I ask him.

"Burning creepy notes is my speciality." He says with a grin.

"But let me put a shirt on." He adds soon after.

As he is going to make himself less naked, I grab a metal tray and set the note down upon it, the metal cool against my hand. Flicking the cap off of the lighter I touch the flame to the paper.

"Got any alcohol?" I ask as we watch the flames dance, the once pure white paper now burnt and curling at the edges. Now seems like the perfect moment to forget our problems and get drunk.

"Are you really asking?"

*3 glasses of wine later*

"Yeah and she was my girlfriend, but she was such a poopyface." I slur out to him as we lay wasted on the couch. Wow what a pretty roof he has, I wanna touch it.

"And she was like reeeaallly pretty but I just want someone like Shawn Mendes to make it all better. He can treat me better than she can!" I say singing the last part.

"Well aren't you a light weight." He says watching me roll off of the couch onto the floor.

"Imma nota lightweight you're a lightweight!" I yell back at him slightly slurring.

"Sure." He says with a chuckle as he tries, but fails, to lift me off the ground.

"No!" I yell at him.

"I want Shawn Mendes!" He just sighs before flopping back down onto the couch and taking another sip of his wine, like he has been doing all night, sipping.

"I'm better than Shawn Mendes babe." He says. Ew, he just called me babe. He called my babe with his perfect lips.

I jump from my position on the ground and slightly teeter. I launch myself onto him and attack his lips. I pull back to see his face only to see shock and confusion.

"No, not while you are wasted." he says pushing me off of him. Stupid, perfect, Alec.

"You're all soooo yes Scarlett but then you are all like noooo Scarlett. Just make up yooour mind!" I shout at him

"I want you." He whispers into my hair, when he played me back on his chest.

"You won't remember this, but I want you." He says once more before kissing me lightly on the head.