Bad Enough For You (Alex Gaskarth Fan Fiction)

Let Him Slide

Sorry for how short this is but another will be up tomorrow. I'm writing a lot right now and I'm so excited for upcoming chapters.

Thinking of changing the cover for this story, the photo part and I just ugh working on it. Promise.

~~~~Alex’s Point Of View~~~~

               My eyes flutter open slowly and adjust to the morning sunlight. In my arms is a sleeping Riley, a small smile on her sleeping face. The sun dances across her soft face, cascading onto mine as I smile and kiss her forehead, her nose, and her lips. As I kiss her lips and pull away, her face scrunches in a happy way and she whimpers. Oh my God, that is the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen. I kiss her again and get the same reaction.

               After five for kisses and five more scrunch faces from Ri, I slowly unpin my arm from under her soft body and get out of bed. I walk to my dresser and throw on a pair of sweats and walk downstairs to make her and I breakfast. I check my phone and see a call from Jack and a text from each of the guys. I call Jack back as I get out the eggs and bacon.

               “It’s nine in the morning, dude. What do you want?” He grumbles into the phone groggily.

               I chuckle. “Well, good morning, Jack. You called me last night?” I ask as I turn the stove on and put the eggs in the skillet.

               “Oh, yeah, where are you? Where is Riley? Are you together?”

               “Yeah, we’re at my house. She’s sleeping right now,” I put the bacon on a separate pan as I flip the sunny side up eggs, making dippy eggs.

               “Alex, what the hell are you doing?” Jack almost shouts, but quickly hushes himself.

               “I’m making it up to her. We had a date last night, Jack,” A grin spreads on my face.

               “Why did you go four hours all the way to there for a date?” Jack asks, frustration in his voice. I hear the television turn on in the background.

               “It’s where we first kissed, Jack. Now I’ve got to go, I’m making her breakfast,”

               “Alright, man. I’ll see you soon,” He hangs up and the tone of his voice softens, like he’s almost satisfied with me. I hope he is, but more importantly, I hope Riley is, as well. I finish making the dippy eggs, bacon, and toast and pour each of us a glass of orange juice, making sure to put ice cubes in hers like she always has liked for an unknown reason.

               I go up the stairs, taking two at a time. I walk in my room and see Riley still sleeping and unmoving. “Riley, wake up,” I kiss her and watch her face scrunch again. I allow myself to laugh. She wriggles in her sleep and pulls the pillow over her face. I tear the blanket off of her body and gently tug at her waist. “I made breakfast for us, Ri,” I say softly and she rolls over and her tired brown eyes gaze at me as a smile covers her face.

               “You’re amazing,” She smiles and sits up. I allow her to stretch before I pull her off the bed and into my arms, pecking her lips. I hold her hand and lead her down the steps and to my kitchen where out breakfast sits waiting. “Thank you, Alex,” She says as we sit down and start eating.

               “What are you thanking me for?” I ask her as I take a bite of my dipped toast.

               “Everything,” She sips her orange juice. “This has probably been one of the best times I’ve had in a long time, Lexy.”