When Past Becomes Present (an Alex Turner fan fic)

Chapter 32

AN: Guys, I know this is practically nothing, and I know I haven't updated in forever. I am so so sorry. At first I was just lazy, but I'm going through a breakup now and so this is all I have. If it takes me a while to update it's because school is starting up, and I don't want to alter the story in a bad way just because I'm upset and cynical right now because that's not how it's supposed to be. So please be patient with me, and I love you all for reading. x Laurel

*Alex's POV*

I slid Lillia's head off my chest and stood up. The room was a mess from the guys general lack of table manners and cleanliness, and I shook my head at this while picking a taco up off the ground. I walked to the kitchen with a load of trash and plates and thought about the night we'd had. I was so glad to have Lillia back and for everything to be fine; that was all I had ever really wanted since I saw her at that party so many years back. I laid back down on the couch with Lillia snuggled up next to me and looked around at the room. Vi was giggling next to Jamie, about to close the small space between them. They had been talking all night, and Lillia was totally into the idea of them together. She didn't really seem like Jamie's type to me, but he really seemed to like her so I was glad for him. 

I looked down at Lillia. "God," I thought; "I just want the world for her." I knew I was head over heels, but was she? It was too early for that, I reminded myself. I was the only person I knew who could fall so easily for someone, and even though Lillia and I had been together in the past, I knew it was pretty soon to think about things like love with her now. I had to remember that she wasn't the same person as she had been back then, and I definitely wasn't the same guy. But it seemed to me that the important things about us had stayed in tact, and that was nice to see. I thought about us back in high school lying on a couch together just like this. It was at my own home, and my parents were gone for the weekend. They had always trusted us, and maybe too much. But that night we didn't do anything, but lie there enjoying our ability to do just that. 

*Lillia's POV*

As I lay on Alex's chest, I listened to his heart beat and the fall and rise of his chest. All I could think was that I was home. I was home. He was one of the only things I had left, and I was home. I was home. I needed him so much right now, and he was here. It was so odd that we had found each other again, that I still loved him after all this time. I did love him; I was sure of it. I mean, I had dated other guys in college, but I think I still loved him underneath anything else I felt for anyone else. I would always love him, but I was also in love with him. I knew there was a difference between the two, but I felt both for Alex. He was all I wanted, and all I needed, but I was getting into this too fast. 

"Slow down, Lillia." I told myself. I repeated it in my head like a mantra until I had to give in too sleep. And then the mantra changed back to "I'm home. And I love him." "I'm home. And I love him." 

*Alex's POV*

I woke up to a kiss on my cheek. "Hey, hey, sleepy head. Get up; I'm taking you somewhere!" Lillia cooed into my ear. My eyes didn't want to open, but I forced them and looked up to see her face. She bent down and kissed me and then repeated herself, "Get up; I'm taking you somewhere!"

AN: Guys, I know this is practically nothing, and I know I haven't updated in forever. I am so so sorry. At first I was just lazy, but I'm going through a breakup now and so this is all I have. If it takes me a while to update it's because school is starting up, and I don't want to alter the story in a bad way just because I'm upset and cynical right now because that's not how it's supposed to be. So please be patient with me, and I love you all for reading. x Laurel