Fix You

VIII.

Michael's POV

Why the fuck did I even ask? My stomach instantly turns. I sit for a minute because I don't want to overreact as to why she could possibly be taking birth control. I don't want to ask her more about it but I'm not thinking straight. "Oh,. . . so who's the guy?" I sounded like such a douchebag and I don't even care to know the answer but I feel the urge to know. "What? No, no, no, that's not what it's for. Don't worry." She was hesitant to answer but I'm instantly relieved. I just got myself all worried over nothing. I'm so good for that.

I don't think it would bother me if Alex had said she wasn't a virgin anymore. I just can't stand the idea of someone hurting or using her. It would physically break me knowing she was hurt and there was nothing I could do about it. I can't even take it when she cries. We've talked about sex before, it's not like it's a touchy subject. I'm just really starting to wonder if she tried anything out in the time I was away. She did just clarify she's still a virgin, right?

She goes over to her bag in the kitchen which is connected to the small living room and throws me my flannel that she borrowed. "Thanks for letting me use this last night." I can't help but chuckle remembering her bathing suit top. "What is so funny?" She asks with a little giggle behind her voice. "Why was your bathing suit top on my floor this morning?" She sits next to me, smirking. "Wait you don't remember taking it off of me last night?"

Excuse me? I know I was drunk on my ass but I would've definitely remembered her being topless in my bed. Thinking about it now, I hope I didn't say anything I didn't mean to last night.

"Yeah. It was really hot last night so we both slept shirtless. Your flannel was the first thing I spotted when I left this morning so I wore it. Now I'm giving it back." She's smiling from ear to ear and the way she's biting her lip is turning me on. I can't help it. Fuck.

"Wait, so that actually happened?" I say, sitting up on the leather couch and she starts to laugh. I roll my eyes and throw a pillow at her. "I fucking hate you." I say jokingly getting up to chase her. "Stop, I was only kidding." She screams running into Luke and Ashton's room and I tackle her onto Luke's bed. I start to tickle her and she's trapped in my embrace. "Michael, stop! I'm sorry!" She begs for mercy, squirming under me. Her shirt goes up a bit and her shorts are really low. I'm immediately distracted by something on her hip.

"What the fuck is that?" I say, and she sits up quickly seeming nervous. She pulls her shirt down and moves her hair from her face. "A tattoo." She replies and my jaw drops. "Alexandra Louise, you have a tattoo on your vagina?" This is not something Alex would do. I don't believe it. "Yes, Michael Gordon, I do." I cringe at her use of my middle name, but I guess I deserve it. "And it's not on my vagina, prick. It's on my hip." She adds, hitting me. It must've have been too dark last night for me to notice while she was wearing her bathing suit. "What's it of? And when did you get it?" She smiles, not seeming embarrassed one bit. "It's just a rose and only a few months ago."

I can't help but wonder what it looks like. I'm so interested because it's so unlike her to get a naughty tattoo. I like the idea of it alot. I just hope she's the only person who's seen it.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I wisely remark. "Same reason I had no idea you got your eyebrow pierced. Or that you got these." She says, pulling at my right arm to admire the three bands of black ink wrapped around my arm. "Okay, you have a point. Well, have you gotten anything else done that I need to know about?" I love the idea that my rebellious ways of getting piercings and tattoos has rubbed off on her. "Well yeah, actually. A piercing." She smiles and I adjust the snapback on my head. "Yeah? Where?" Her hazel eyes light up and she crosses her legs on the bed. "You have to promise not to laugh, okay? Seriously. It's kinda embarrassing." I can see it on her face that it's exciting her just to talk about it. I nod, sipping from my water bottle. "My nipples." She says and I begin choking on my water and it spills all over me.

"Oh god, are you alright?" Her full attention is on me choking. Of course, this is how I would react. "Thats really fucking hot, Alex." Holy shit, did I just say that? I didn't mean to, it just came out. "Thanks, Mikey. I honestly thought you'd tease me." She takes my compliment so well and I can't stop thinking about how badly I want to see them. I really thought I just blew it a second ago by calling her nipple piercings hot. It makes my head spin knowing that good girl Alex not only has her tits pierced but also has a sexy tattoo. Maybe she's not a good girl after all. I rest my hand on her leg and she gives me full eye contact. "No more hiding stuff from me, alright? You can always tell me anything, I hope you know that."