Things Are Different

Chapter 1: Sneak Peek

Most of the story will be set from Alice's perspective unless stated otherwise. If it is the perspective of another character, it will be clearly labeled. Also, in this story, Polly had run away and lived with Jason for a while, but never got pregnant. The two broke up and haven't spoken since. Jason is still alive and Polly now lives on her own in an apartment near Pops.

Warning - there is smut in the chapter. There will always be a warning if it is included in a chapter.

I was changing into my pajamas up in my bedroom. I took off my shirt and bra, and that's when I heard a tap on my window. I quickly turned around, forgetting my lack of clothing. I saw FP looking through the window and I jumped, immediately trying to cover myself. I pulled on the shirt I had just taken off and then opened the window, helping FP inside. I didn't know why he was here but it was cold and he was on a ladder, I didn't want him to get too cold outside or fall.

"FP what the hell are you doing here!?" I asked, in a hushed yet annoyed tone. He smiled "apparently getting a sneak peek at you," he said and I smacked him over the head to distract from the slight redness my cheeks had gained. "Seriously, why are you tapping on my window at midnight like a creep?" He smiled and took a seat on the edge of my bed "I wanted to see you so I thought I'd come to your window like old times," he told me and I smiled a little. I could never truly stay mad at him for long. I sat next to him on the bed and tried my hardest not to kiss him.

We looked at each other for a while not saying anything. Both of us just thinking. I was thinking about things from our past that I never told him and I was deeply regretting all of it. Regretting leaving him and regretting everything bad I had said about him and the Serpents in the last 20 years. With everything going on in my head I didn't realize what was happening until it was too late. We leaned in at the same time and kissed lightly.

When we pulled apart one of my hands was on his cheek and both his hands were placed firmly on my hips. I smiled slightly and then looked him in the eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes always got me. I started kissing him more heatedly and we ended up with me on my back on the bed with him on top of me and his shirt off. I laughed a little and then slowly unbuttoned my pajama shirt, teasing him with the fact that he knew I had no bra on underneath it.

I smiled as I reached the last button and then slid it down my arms. I don't think either of us was really thinking but at that moment, nothing except FP mattered. I took FP's belt off and then pulled his jeans off, his arousal now painfully obvious in his boxers. I smiled, looking down to see the tent shape and I could see him blush slightly as he pulled off my pants, both of us now just wearing underwear. He hadn't lost his abs and I hoped I still had the body I had last time he had seen me naked.

He slowly reached his hand inside my lacy panties and then started rubbing my clit, making my legs shake a little. He continued this for a while, enjoying watching my face change as I tried to hold back moans. But of course, after a few minutes he pulled off my panties and I pulled off his boxers. We were both naked now and he slowly slid his way inside me, making me gasp. I hadn't felt this way in a long time. Hal and I hadn't done this in a loving way in a long while and I was enjoying it so much more than I ever had with Hal. FP noticed my smile and started kissing my neck, a move he knew I loved. A move he knew would get me going.

I wrapped my legs around him and moaned into his hair, feeling amazing all through my body. I was afraid Betty would hear my moans, but honestly, it didn't matter right now. All that mattered was FP. And he knew that. He knew he was all I was thinking about and he knew how to use it against me. He started sucking on my neck, right on the spot he knew drove me crazy. I felt like screaming but knew I couldn't. So I did the only sensible thing and bit down on FP's neck. I heard him whimper and I let out a moan against his neck.

I tightened my legs around him as I was about to finish. When we were done I knew neither of us had really been thinking. He didn't think to pull out and I didn't tell him to. Shit. When he smiled at me and wrapped one of his arms around me as we laid together I smiled, knowing that this was how things were supposed to have been. I put my other thoughts out of my mind. It was him and me. It had always been him and me. He was who I was meant to be with. But we had both ended up with other people. Maybe this was our second chance. Maybe this time things would be different. I hoped so. They had to be.

I wanted him to spend the night. I knew it was a bad idea, but I hated the feeling of being so close to someone and then so far apart. And he knew that. "FP...please stay," I whispered and he looked at me "if you're sure, Ali," he said and I smiled slightly at his old nickname for me. I got up and walked over to the door, locking it. Something I should have done as soon as I let FP in, but at least it was locked now. Then I dug through my drawer and pulled out a sage green slip. I pulled it on and handed FP his boxers. He put them on and I climbed into the bed with him.

Then I curled into him, with one arm over his chest and he kissed me. "Ali...you sure about this?" He asked and I looked at him curiously "Sure about what?" I asked him, a bit confused. "Me spending the night. We could get caught." He said and I nodded "of course I want you here. I locked the door, we won't get caught" I told him and he nodded, keeping me close as we both drifted off to sleep, where I had the most amazing dream.

DREAM

I woke up in the familiar room of my boyfriend, FP, or as I liked to call him, Forsythe. We were both in pajamas and between us was our young son, Charles. We were in our 20s and I climbed out of bed, leaving FP and Charles to sleep a bit longer. FP most always went to bed later than me and Charles because he worked late at Pops, so I liked to let them sleep in as long as possible. I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. When I got out I smelled bacon coming from the kitchen and went to find FP, who was still in his pajamas, standing by the stove, bacon in one skillet and eggs in another. Charles was sitting in his high chair giggling and eating some eggs. "Yours will be ready in a few minutes," FP said as I walked over and gave him a morning kiss. I sat with Charles and smiled "thank you, baby."  Right as FP sat down with two plates in hand, I woke up.

REALITY

I smiled sadly at FP and laid my arm over him before falling back asleep, this time sleeping through the whole night

Authors Note: This story was originally started in August of 2018. I never finished the story, and eventually took it down so people wouldn't get invested and not have an ending. This is re-uploaded with a few minor changes. Hope you enjoy it!