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My Princess; Chapter 1
Stupid Paparazzi

I pull up into Alex's driveway I look around and there are paparazzi everywhere. I sigh and walk up to her door. They were asking me random questions. I ring the doorbell and wait patiently for her to open it.

The door opens quickly and I smile at her. "H-" I don't even get to finish before she quickly pulls me into the house and closes the door, before pressing her lips firmly against mine. I pulled back and smiled at her.

"I missed you, too, princess. And I had flowers but there were paparazzi and yadda yadda yadda." I laced my fingers with her and we started to walk to the stairs.

"That's sweet. But I'm sure I'll be okay without flowers if you're here." She smiled as we into her living room. I smiled, too, and kissed her lightly.

I looked to my right before we started ascending the stairs. "Hello, Mrs. Russo, Mr. Russo." I nodded my head toward them; they greeted me too then Alex and I ran up the stairs and into her room. Alex's parents are completely aware and complete okay with our relationship. As well as my parents and all of our friends and family. But we agreed on not being so public about it until we're completely sure.

She walked in and I walked in after her and closed the door; I leaned against it and smirked at her even though she was facing the other way. I locked the door without turning around to look at the door. I watched her and I guess she heard the door lock coz she turned around and raised an eyebrow, smirking too. "What are you thinking?"

I shrug, with a smirk still planted on my face. "Alone time with my princess?"

She smiled and turned her radio on, then flopped onto her bed. "Cuddle with me?"

I nod and walk over to her bed. I crawl over her so I can be behind her. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her exposed shoulder lightly. [Btw, she's wearing a tank top]

"I hope the paparazzi didn't give you too much trouble." She turns around to face me, putting her forehead to mine.

"No trouble is too much trouble for you." Could I be anymore cheesier? Probably; she just makes me like this for some reason.

She smiles. "What did they say this time?"

"Nothing important. 'Mitchie, you look beautiful.' 'Mitchie, how are you doing?' 'Mitchie, why aren't you nextdoor with Shane? He is your boyfriend, right?' Stupid stuff." Shane Gray and his family lived next door to Alex; while I lived a few blocks away. It was walking distance, but way further away than I wanted to be.

"And what did you say?" Alex's eyes went soft.

"I said 'thanks. I'm doing well. And because I'd rather see my bestfriend.'" I smile.

Alex shook her head and slipped out of my arms. She swung her feet over to touch the ground and sat at the edge of the bed. "Why? Why are you still not denying it?" She stood up and turned around to look at me; I quickly sat up.

"Baby, please…" I reached for her hand and she quickly pulled it back.

"NO! I can't do this anymore!" Her face suddenly fell when she looked straight into my eyes; her eyes filled with tears of hurt and anger. "I… I can't do it anymore…"

I put my hands on her cheeks and stroked them lightly. "Baby, please… no. I'll do anything. Just don't say that…"

Her tears stopped and her face became really serious. "Tell them. Tell them that you aren't dating him. That you're dating me."

I grabbed her hand and kissed her palm before she pulled her hand away.

"Mitchie." She warned.

"Alex… I'll tell them that I'm not dating Shane. I'll tell them that. But I... I can't… I'm just not ready." I reached for her hand again but she stepped back and pointed at the door.

"Get out."

"Baby…" I took a step toward her and reached for her hand once more.

"NO! GET OUT! I'M NOT YOUR BABY ANYMORE. NEVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU ANYMORE! LEAVE, MITCHIE!" We were both crying hysterically.

"Ale-"

"GET OUT!" She walked over to me and pushed me out of her room, closing and locking the door after me. I hear her slide down against the door and sob really loud.

Tears came down my face like mad. I looked at the door and wiped my eyes before turning around and running down the stairs.

"Mitchie? What's wrong?" I hear Theresa, Alex's mom, ask.

"Nothing's wrong, Mrs. Russo. I've got to go. See you later." I said back to her while I was running to the door.

I run out, looking down at the ground, and I instantly hear clicking sounds and see flashing. Shit.

"Mitchie, what's wrong?"

Just don't respond, Mitchie. I say in my head as I get to my car.

"Mitchie, what's wrong?"

Oh, I don't know. Just the fact that my hearts kinda broken, dumbass. I reach in my purse and grab my keys. "Shit!" I dropped them.

"Why such vulgar language?"

Don't let them get to you. I kneel down and grab my keys.

"Relationship troubles?"

You have no idea, but it's none of your business. I just nod and shrug; then I unlock the door and open the door.

"Did you and Shane break up?"

Oh, hell no. I slammed the door. I was still bawling my eyes out, unable to drive. I put my forehead on the steering wheel and cried. I just cried, but then I remembered the paparazzi. I looked up at Alex's window and I seen her staring back down at me, with tears still rolling down her gorgeous face. I grabbed my phone and texted her.

You'll still always be my princess. Send.

I looked up from my phone and back up at the window. I see her reach for her phone and look at the text message. She looked at me then back at her phone. She shook her head and turned around, walking away from the window. I guess I have to go. So I left thinking about the stupid paparazzi... and how much I wanted her back.

I had to rewrite this like 10 times. -__- rofl. I was not content with it. But i guess its okay.
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