The boy flattened out the uniform he was wearing and turned to face me. "Who are you?!"
I leaned on the wall behind me and tucked a strand of blonde hair behind my ear. "Alexa.. who are you?"
He breathed out a laugh and looked away, "Its complicated...
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"the best time for new beginnings is now"
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Five huffed and began reaching for different ingredients within the bar. He blended multiple items together and created a lime green margarita. Five poured me a glass of the alcohol and placed a pink umbrella in the liquid. Then, he poured himself a drink.
"Do you think we really did it?" Five asked me, while drinking the liquor. "Do you think we actually stopped the apocalypse?"
I took a sip too, and shrugged thoughtfully. "Yeah, I think we did." We shared a smile.
"Now what?" He asked curiously.
For the first time since we've met, Five and I didn't have any responsibilities or worries. Harold was dead, the apocalypse was over, and we could finally relax.
Maybe we could just be like normal kids and have fun. Although, he has the ability of time-travel, and I'm an assassin, who has the power of intangibility. None of that mattered because, at this point, anything is possible.
I didn't really know exactly what we were going to do now, but I knew I still had some unfinished business with the Order. I made a promise with myself. I had to go back and rescue the other kids, but there was something keeping me back.
I didn't want to leave Five. He makes me feel safe and cared for. I can't imagine not being by his side anymore. We've gone through so much together in the past 8 days. The thought of losing him terrified me.
"Lexa?" Five placed his hand on my shoulder with a worried expression.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I snapped out of my daze, and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
"What were you thinking about?" Five asked gently.
I frowned. "I was just thinking about the future.. Now that we actually have one," I trailed off.
"What are you going to do?" Five questioned, interested in the topic.
"I don't know," I admitted. "I was planning to go back to the Order, and save the other kids but.. Things changed I guess."
Five tilted his head curiously. "What changed?"
I took a deep breath, about to share my feelings with him. "Well—" My sentence was cut off though, and before I could speak, there was a knock at the front door.
"I'll get it," he excused him apologetically and left.
As I took a swig of my margarita, I contemplated whether the interruption was a good or bad thing. What would I even say? 'Five, I like you'? I doubt he'd even feel the same about me.
My head perked up when I heard multiple footsteps approaching. Five walked in with Hazel, who was the last person I expected to see. My eyes darted to the gun in his hand, which was pointed at Five, and I put my drink down and immediately stood up defensively.
