Quite A Way To Meet // ImAllexx

Chapter 4

Walking to the café was the easy part, it was like 2 minutes from the complex Alex and George lived in. Walking the rest of the way was a bit longer, and Alex had no idea how to start a conversation now. Y/n was too busy enjoying the hot drink in her hands to even notice how quiet it was.

"Kinda nice to be up and out of the house this early to be honest," Alex said, slightly startling y/n by breaking the silence she wasn't aware of.

"Youre not wrong, its quiet and theres no hooligans out yet," y/n joked.

"Hooligans sleep late- they stay up until the early hours being reckless. Damn kids," Alex continued the joke, making y/n more happy than she expected to be at this hour.

Y/n got her phone out to see if Will had said anything more, and he hadn't. Oh well.

After a while of walking, they reached the building Y/n stays in, tossing their now empty cups in the bin outside the door.

"Do you like wanna come up? I mean, walking back right now would probably kill your legs," Y/n tried to come up with an excuse to continue to hang out with this new fella, who she had, for some reason, grown to like a whole lot in a short amount of time.

"Oh yeah sure! Gonna give Will shit for not filming yesterday," he chuckled, opening the door to allow y/n in.

"I mean that one was sort of my fault.."

"So? Still gonna give him shit," the two laughed.

"Oh shit look what the cat dragged in!" Will exclaimed at the two tired looking people walking in.

"Piss off, we still have to film soon, you know," Alex began.

(At this point I like switched the pov I think idk I suck at keeping it steady sorry)

You knew this was going to lead them to filming in Wills room, so you excused yourself to talk a well earned shower.

Walking into your room, you pushed away the need to think things through, deciding that's what a shower is for. You picked out a comfy outfit since you probably weren't leaving the house again today.

Grabbing your towel and going into the bathroom, you shut the door and started the shower up, causing steam to almost immediately start billowing out of the shower.

You breathed it in, welcoming how warm is was getting in the small bathroom, and set your new clothes and towel on the sink.

Taking your clothes off and leaving them in a heap on the floor, you hopped into the shower, letting your front adjust to the water first.

While you rinsed your hair and shampooed it, you decided it was time to think. (Sit down in my thinkin chair and think!)

'where do we start' you thought, 'ok so. I overreacted last night but will and I are okay. what happened after I walked- rather stormed- out. well alex chased me down. ok. alex. I woke up next to him- kind of. ok.. hes very cute and clearly caring. ok. am I going to allow myself to catch feelings?'

Rinsing the shampoo out of your hair and putting conditioner in instead, you cleared your mind for a minute.

'what happened last time I caught feelings? I was hurt. hm. nice. ok so maybe I don't catch feelings yet.'

After rinsing the conditioner and cleaning your body off, you faced the water.

'but he seems nicer than the last dickhead I caught feelings for. huh. maybe I should just get to know him for now. yeah no shit, y/n. that what normal people do. ok its settled. stupid.'

You shut the water off, grabbing your towel just in time for Alex to burst through the door, making you cover up and yell.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"MY EYES ARE COVERED I PROMISE IM NOT LOOKING I NEED TO GET THIS SHIT OFF MY HANDS!" Alex yelled back, not looking in your direction at all, scrubbing his hands in the sink.

"What the fuck is that?!"

"ITS SLIME FROM THE MORONS VIDEO."

"Youre making slime videos now?" You chuckled, still covering your body with the towel.

"NO WE ARENT. ITS YOUR COUSINS SICK IDEA OF A PRANK I DONT KNOW. THE SLIME WASNT MADE WITH NORMAL GLUE. ITS FUCKING SUPERGLUE. I WONDERED WHY IT WASNT NORMAL FUCKING SLIME CONSISTENCY. NOT EVEN SLIME. JUST PINK FUCKING-"

"Okay okay, calm down. Look, I can help get it off your hands, that's not gonna work." You could see his genuine frustration and the angry tears welling up in his eyes. (Omg me)

"Shut your eyes so I can get dressed quick," you told him, and he did just that.

You got dressed as quickly as you could, telling him to open his eyes, and grabbing the acetone and a pumice stone.

"What the fucks that?" he asked, worried.

"Just nail polish remover stuff and a pumice stone. Trust me. " you reassured him, taking his hands in your own.

"Listen. First, calm down." you said, looking him in the eyes. "Breathe, okay. I know he can be frustrating. I know this sucks. But its going to be okay. I'm right here to help you like you helped me."

He said nothing, instead he just hugged you.

"Thank you, y/n." he mumbled.

"Youre welcome. Come on, lets get this off of your hands and beat Will's ass." You giggled.

"Deal," He chuckled.

'god not catching feelings will be much harder than I thought'

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