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night -part2-

"So this guy has cancer...but can't afford the treatment and so starts to deal with drugs?"
 "Not quite...he just cooks the crystal meth and his former student Jesse should sell it because he has contacts"
 "Mhm...and you say it's a good show?"
 "The best! Believe me"
 "Alright then, But if it's not you'll-"
 "-Believe me, you're gonna love it!"
 "Good...you're addicted yourself, right?"
 Alex smirked "That's exactly what Matt told me as well"
 "Well I guess he has some reason to say so"
 Alex took her laptop that she handed him and he searched for a portal to watch.
 "Do you want anything to drink? I could make some coffee or anything" she suggested. Alex shrugged "Whatever you have" and let the first episode load.  She noded and got up from the couch, getting to her kitchen. It was nearly four in the morning, but neither of them was sleepy or any close to find sleep again, and because she would have to get up at six anyways, she figured that staying awake, watching that show with Alex, would be the best option she had.

"Are you kidding me?" Alex said surprised and smiling bright.
 "What?" she asked confused as he took the can she handed him and sat down beside him, the laptop on the couchtable.
 He still smiled, it was so beautiful when he was happy, she thought. At first he was trying to keep his Rockstar image, but as better as they got to know, as more he was the person he really was, not just the music and style idol. And she liked who he was on the inside.
He looked at the can, then to her "You know... 'Dandelion and Burdock' it's mentioned in one of our songs actually...and the thing is I know no one who likes it. Everyone keeps telling me how disgusting it is and that I don't have any taste in food at all"
 She smirked and toasted towards him with her own can "Then let's have no taste together! I love this stuff"
 Alex did the same and took a first sip, like Abby did as well.
 God, he hadn't had this stuff in ages. It was coincidence that she had it at her home and that she gave him a can, but somehow it fitted, he thought. He was sharing this drink with a lady who was indeed rarer than a can of Dandelion and Burdock.
 "My dad hated it when I was still living with him and drank this stuff. He's more of the excisite taste, and that" she held up the can "Is not what you would call haute cuisine" she said smiling.
 "Well...good enough for me!" Alex said and took another sip.
 "And you really mentioned it in your lyrics?"
 "Yes, I wrote that song..."
 "About a girl?"
 "Isn't every song in some way about a girl?" he asked instead of answering.
 She looked into his brown eyes that were nearly black because of the dim light swallowing them.
 "I don't know. Tell me Alex, you're the one writing songs"
 "And you're the one listening to them" he answered with a nearly shy smile.
 "Oh someone stalked my laptop?" she raised an eyebrow but did not act offended or embaressed.
 "It was in the background, and in my eyes a playlist says more about a person than anything else"
 "Really, is that so."
 Alex noded slowely.
 "And? What does the master musician say?" she said with  a smirk that made her even more interesting and sexy in some way.
 "That you're no postmix lemonade" he said quietly and suddenly there was a tension between them, an electricity was building up that could explode every second, could swallow both and take them with it.
 She sat so close to him on the small couch that he could even see the small differences in her eyes, the darker shades of green that crossed with the lighter colour. He also got the chance to notice how wonderfully shaped her lips were and how soft they must have been.
 Her cheekbones looked like he could cut open his thumb if he would stroke over her cheek with it.
 Her lashes were throwing small shadows under her eyes that made them appear even bigger.
 Their eyes were locked into each others and it seemed like none of them would be breathing for some seconds, like the whole world would have stopped around them and like in a trance, Alex reached up his hand and  stroke a dark red curl behind her ear and softly drew his thumb along her jawline down towards her chin and lifted it slowely while moving closer towards her, he saw how her lips parted a few millimetres, forming a gap in which his would mold perfectly.
 Alex was only a few centemetres away from her face, he could actually feel her breath and her warmth.
 When his nose touched hers he felt how she closed her eyes, allowing him the following.
 He would never do anything that she would not want, but she was giving him permittance.
 Only a small distance was keeping their lips away from the others. He could smell the nearly vanished scent of the cigarette they had shared earlier and it made him even more attracted to her than he already was. Alex also closed his eyes, softly sliding his hand up to her side and the other one to her neck while hers rested on his up and down moving chest, she could feel his heart and the fact that it was slightly beating faster made her smile to herself.

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god this fic is so much fun to write :D I'll soon update 'You're so dark' and by the way I have a new one "Cigarette Smoker Alice' on my account, so check it out if you want to :)
 Thank you for reading and as always you make me really happy with every comment, vote or message xx