-1AN: This is a little fic set after Lexicon of Love part 1. I'll post the next part asap. Hope you enjoy. R+R appreciated
Get Up
Part 1
Alex's mind was blown. She had kissed Paige, her unlikely new best friend. They had danced and laughed and kissed. Then, of course she had got knocked on her ass in front of said new best friend. And now she was in her bed. Completely alone.
She was cuddled up in the sheets, Paige's scent all around her. It was possibly the most relaxed she'd ever felt. She always expected she'd be more freaked out by a night like this. Especially since Paige had freaked and gone to sleep on the sofa. But some hopeful spark in her told her that she wouldn't be in that house if Paige had truly rejected her.
The blonde just needed some time, Paige wasn't a spontaneous person so it was only fitting that she'd freak a little. And Alex would be near by in the mean time.
Paige was lying in the foetal position on the living room couch. What in the hell had happened? She'd kissed Alex. Miss 'too cool for school' herself. How did she get here? Alex was her arch nemesis and suddenly their best friends - who kiss?
She didn't have a crush on Alex. Sure, she loved being around her; Alex made her laugh, she felt comfortable with her. And she saw something special in Alex, she wasn't the badass everyone at school thought she was.
Tonight Paige saw exactly what went on in Alex's house. When Chad had hit her, Paige couldn't move she was so scared. It killed her to think Alex lived in constant fear of some drunken oaf.
It wasn't fair, Alex didn't deserve that life. She was a good person, she deserved to be loved and safe.
Paige's eyes snapped open and she sat up. It finally clicked. She was the one who wanted to protect the raven haired girl. When they kissed it wasn't like she was thinking 'oh my god', she wasn't thinking at all. It was like everything stopped, life paused and only she and Alex existed.
Then she freaked out. This was unexpected, she'd asked herself the 'am I gay' question when Dylan had come out and she had come to the conclusion she wasn't. But Alex messed things up. This was a new variable she hadn't factored into her life plan. And the plan was what kept her sane.
But was sane worth it if it meant she didn't explore relationships she didn't predict?