❄️ Chapter 20 ❄️

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Alex's POV

I just stood there, letting the warm water cascade over my skin. Showers always distress me but this time it wasn't working.

I turned off the water and hoped out grabbing my snow white towel (not the princess). I looked at my reflection in the mirror but it was blurry from the condensation, so I wiped it with the towel.

As I looked into the mirror I turned around abruptly at the sight of February.

Boi I hate it when he does that...but love it at the same time.

He was just standing there dripping wet from the rain but he didn't seem to mind.

Shoot! I look down and remember I'm in just a towel.

"Emm...what are you d..doing here?" I stutter clutching the towel tighter.

"I need to talk to you."

He doesn't even acknowledge the fact that I'm in a towel. Thank God! Knowing him he would've made some smart comment just to spite me.

"Can I..emm..change first."

He looks down at the towel and smirks

"Can I watch?" he chuckles

There's that smart comment I love so much.

"Out." I say pushing him out the bathroom door, "Could you grab me some clothes from my dresser?"

He looks at me and rolls his eyes. "What's the magic word?"

Seriously?

"Please?" I say, not thinking he's funny.

He nods and walks over to my dresser. He comes towards me and hands me the clothes. I thank him and close the door.

I start putting on the clothes when I realize that he gave me the red bra he admired the first night he came to my room.

I chuckle and shake my head.

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As I walk out of the bathroom I see him staring at a picture of Rose.

"I'm sorry," he says without facing me.

"For what?"

I put my hair up into a bun and grab a grey hoodie.

"For Rose...my emotions caused the storm...so-"

"Hey! That wasn't your fault" I interrupt.

"Yes it was!"

I walk over to him and look him in the eye. I can see he feels terrible about Rose. His eyes look so sad, like a lost puppy.

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