I Just Got Out Of Therapy, Now Marry Me? (Jalex)

What the hell is wrong with you?

Alex P.O.V

Okay, this is getting beyond the joke now, it's all so creepy, I'm even kind of afraid.

Yes, I admit it.

"Alex, are you done?"

"Y-yeah, hold on a sec." I fiddled with the buttons on my shirt and adjusted the jacket before swiping the curtain aside and stepping out of the changing room, for probably the twentieth time today. Jacks face lit up as I cringed, narrowing my eyes as his travelled up and down my body.

"Turn around? It's perfect." I did as he said before shrugging off the jacket and then having trouble unbuttoning the shirt, I cursed loudly, a little too loudly.

Jack's head peeped through the curtain as he smirked at me for struggling with the clothes. He stepped inside and helped me unbutton them up as I narrowed my eyes some place else, my cheeks burning up as I finally shrugged off the fitted white shirt. Forgetting Jack was there for a moment I hurriedly jumped out of the trousers and shoved back on my red skinny jeans.

Suddenly I was being cornered, not being able to dig into it much further I sat on the plush seat, only that made Jack move closer. I bit my lip.

It was all so sudden, his lips trailed up my neck causing me to let out a faulty moan, to where his lips crashed on to mine, hot hands rubbing my bare shoulders as I gasped heavily. I don't know what had willed me to kiss back, but I did, his kissing technique sort of dragged me to sink further into him, my hands tugged at his hair, leg ending up wrapping around his waist, but not before I grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him closer.

It took me this long a while to comprehend what I was doing and when I did. I shoved him back, sliding on my shirt. Grabbing the clothes I changed out of and stepping outside the changing room.

"I should go pay for these." I muttered.

But as I walked away from him, I couldn't help but feel the same tingle that lingered on my lips, only stronger...Much stronger.

I'm fucked.