Something About You..

Part 28: The End Of A Great Night

-Alex's P.O.V-

All night I have wanted to do is scream. See, externally I seem calm, but on the inside I am freaking out. All night, he has been the sweetest boy. He gets these.. I dunno the best way to describe it. It's basically like these googly eyes, they just sparkle, and he's in pure awe. 

The lights blew me away, this whole evening has. His friend even helped him make this perfect. That much thought, he must of spent hours getting those lights to even sit right, but he did it. It was for me, he made sure I knew that. He didn't have to say it for me to know either. His actions are magnificent. He's sweet, he's kind. He's so thoughtful! 

Honestly, is this boy even real? Do guys exist like this? 

From the moment we stepped out of the bathroom, we haven't stayed put. I followed him into the garage, we walked in on Stark smoking out of a bong, which is a story in it's self. Then we went back outside, got stopped by a few more people. They talked to him for a good 15 minutes before we could walk away. Once we did, he lead us straight to the bond fire where now he's getting it going as I sit on the bench near it. He's also managed to get our clothes back. It was a little weird putting on a dress in front of others but it's better than taking it off. 

I shrugged at the thought.

He's already stacked some logs, newspaper, and other burnable objects, so basically he's just using a lighter to spark it up. If we're honest about that, I have been paying attention to his butt in those pants, they are unreasonably tight in some spots, it's hard not to notice he fills his clothes out well, but it seems with muscle more than fat. 

That's an ass that's done squat's, all I am saying.

On a funny note, because we went in the water earlier, his pants now have water stains and if you watch close enough, you can watch the water drip down his knee. 

He looks over and smiles at me, my whole face turned bright red, I didn't want to be caught checking him out so I look away.

I could her him laugh from where I am. 

I could hear the fire start to pop as it roared to life. His footsteps coming closer, as the twigs snap under his feet. He took a seat next to me, draping his arm around my shoulders, he leaned in and kissed my cheek. It kind of made me uncomfortable. There's a lot of people around, I don't want to bring attention to myself. 

For some reason I think he mistakes me crossing my arms and hunching over as a sign of being cold. "Hey come with me, we can go grab my sweatshirt in the living room for you." He's already standing, extending his hand out to me. Honestly, there's a fire right behind him. In minutes I'd be warm. He seems eager though. 

I grab ahold of his hand and follow him again. We didn't bother taking the path up to the porch, we just walked up the short hill instead. He seemed to be rushing and I kind of appreciate it. Sasha has been glancing my way since she got here and it's giving me the creeps.

We barely stopped to open and shut the door, he only slowed down once we hit the hall to the living room. I can't catch a full glimpse of his face in the midst of all the rushing, but in what I have seen, he looks just as uncomfortable as me. 

Until we stepped inside the living room, his face lit up. His smile was wide and excited, then I hear a dog whimper in excitement too. I peaked around the corner to find this beautiful irish wolfhound, grey, tall and chubby, the fur seems soft and short. "Awwwe, look at that cute chubby face! Can I pet her, is she friendly?" 

He sat on the floor smushing on this dogs face. "Yeah, she's really friendly. Her name is Chika"

"Chika, adorable. Hi Chika!" I slowly kneel by her, reaching my hand behind her ear and scratching behind it softly. Her response was curling into Danny's lap and licking his face. It's as if she loves him unconditionally.