Lauren's POV 
I wake up to the sound of the shower running in my restroom. I look over to the other side of the bed and see that its empty. 
                              I smile and think of everything that happened the night before. I finally had my Alex back and I felt at peace. 
                              I sit up on my bed and fix myself up a bit. I hear the shower turn off. A few minutes later, my boyfriend walks out of the restroom with a towel wrapped a little low on his waist. 
                              I watch him use another towel to dry his hair a bit until he catches me staring in the mirror. He sends me one of his signature smirks and turns around. 
                              "Take a picture, love, it'll last longer," he says, smirking. I blush at his words. 
"Babe, why do you always have to make me blush?" I ask him, covering my face. 
                              I then feel the bed dip a bit and strong arms wrap around me. 
                              "Aww baby, did I make you blush again?" he asked. I open my eyes and find him hugging me close to his bare chest. 
"You'll never stop making me blush, huh?" I asked. 
"As long as I'm madly in love with you, I'll never stop making you blush," he tells me and kisses the side of my head. 
"Aww baby, I'm madly in love with you too," I say to him. 
                              I turn towards him and he pulls me closer to his body. 
                              "Ok, I love you, and you know I do, but you're kind of getting my bed wet," I tell him. He laughs lightly and lets me go. 
"You know, I could make something else wet if you know what I mean?" he says smirking as he gets up from my bed.
                              I grab my pillow and throw it at him. I yell, "Alex" when I threw the pillow. He catches the pillow and laughs. 
                              "I was just kidding, Princess," he says laughing. 
"Uh-huh sure," I say and use my phone. 
                              ***
                              "Princess, c'mon let's go before I'm no longer hungry!" I hear my boyfriend yell. 
"Alex, you know damn well that's never gonna happen! You're always hungry!" I yell from my closet. 
"Did you just call me fat?" my boyfriend whines. I laugh a little as I grab my jacket and beanie. 
                              Alex is taking me to our favorite diner for breakfast. He said that he wanted to take me out instead of having me cook. Especially since I'm always cooking in this house. 
                              I walk out of my closet and put my jacket on as I see my boyfriend doing his adorable fake pout. 
                              "You know I'm just kidding, baby," I say to him with a warm smile on my face. 
                              I kiss his cheek and put my beanie on. He smiles and puts his hands on my cheek, caressing them, softly. 
                              "I know, baby," he says and kisses me softly. 
                              I've missed his kisses. His warm, soft, irresistible lips. I'll never forget the taste of those. 
                              I push him away lightly and laugh softly. 
                              "Alright, babe, let's go," I tell him, patting his chest. 
"Just one more for the road," he says and connects his lips with mine. 
                              He pushes me against the wall and he kisses me as if he hasn't kissed me in years. 
                              I mean, all that time we spent apart, did feel like years. So I'm not complaining. But then again, I could never resist his lips. 
                              His right-hand cups my cheek as his left hand is holding my waist. He tries not to put too much weight on me as my back is against the wall. 
                              After what felt like hours as if we were frozen in time, he pulled away and sent me that boyish grin of his. The one I love so much. 
                              "Ok, now we can go," he says smirking. I smile back at him, but all I feel is the love that I feel for this man.
                                      
                                  
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Laurex ~ A Cinderella Story
Fanfiction"I-I recognize that bracelet, wh-where did you get it?" Alex asked. And I froze. "I-I made it. I made it myself. Why?" I asked him. "Do you go clubbing often at a club called, The Luxe? And do you go by the name Ella?" he asked me and I gulped. "...
