How it Began

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It's two o'clock in the morning when there's a repetitive tap on Hal's window. "What the?" He gets out of bed and opens his window to reveal Alice. He quickly opens the window and lets her in. "What are you doing here, Alice?"

"I couldn't sleep."

"So you came here to ruin my sleep?"

She rolls her eyes and climbs fully through the window. "I couldn't sleep because I kept thinking about you, and our kiss, everything you've said to me."

"Alice-"

"Hal I can't stop thinking about you."

He sighs and sits on his bed. "What about FP? You two looked pretty damn cozy the other night at the drive in."

"I don't know... I love him but there has to be a reason I can't stop thinking about you."

"I can't stop thinking about you either but it's wrong, Alice. I don't want to be some side piece."

"You're not-"

"You're dating FP and making out with me in private, I'm the side piece here."

She joins him on his bed and takes his hand. "You're so much more than that." She places her hand on his cheek. "Can I?" He nods and she leans in to connect their lips. "You're definitely so much more than just a side piece." And with that she connects their lips again. He happily kisses her back and pulls her into his lap. He's been wanting this for longer than he cares to admit.

She grinds her hips into his and his breath hitches. She smiles against his lips and trails her fingers to the buttons on his pyjama shirt, unbuttoning them slowly.

He takes her hands and breaks the kiss with a sigh. "Alice, don't do something  you'll regret."

"I'm not going to regret this." And with that simple response he's kissing her again. She pulls his shirt off his shoulder and takes his own hands, guiding them up her shirt.

He feels his heart rate speed up as he cups her breasts in his hands. In a wave of confidence he pulls her shirt up and off, staring at her body and running his fingertips between her breasts down to her navel. "You're beautiful."

She smiles at him and kisses him again, softer this time. She pulls him with her as she lays on her back and he presses a kiss to her neck, trailing down to her collarbone.

She pushes his pyjama pants down with her feet and connects their lips again. His hand comes to the button on her jeans but he pulls away before doing anything further. "Alice... I've never..." he trails off, embarrassed and hoping she understands what he means from his vague sentence.

She smiles up at him and places her hand on his cheek. "I know. It's okay." She kisses him softly. "We don't have to do anything if you don't want to-"

"I want to, I just... I've never."

She giggles. "Just kiss me, I'll walk you through the rest of it."

And she does. And it's magical. And she doesn't even let herself feel the guilt hanging around in the back of her mind because it all feels so damn good, so how could it possibly be wrong?