God, posting chapters is eye hurting… gah… and now my ears hurt too, stupid music tv channel… play something good for once lol well here it is…

Night went on, bodies rolled, feet kicked and positions shifted, Marissa the most shifting of anyone. She wanted to get closer to the warmth. She wanted to feel Alex's body against hers.

The warm light of the sun woke the two girls up. Registering the disturbance, Marissa fluttered her eyes open. She was so close to Alex. Marissa blushed. Her body had curled around the girl, her arm slung over Alex's stomach, and nose nuzzling the back of the blonde's neck. She didn't move though. It was rather nice being this close. Plus, Alex smelled good. She wished every night could be like this so warm, so happy. She wished they could spend the rest of her life with Alex. Nuzzling her nose closer to Alex's neck, Marissa engrossed herself in the blonde's delicious scent.

"Alex," she breathed in. Did she just speak? It was over. She just knew it. She just woke up Alex. Receiving no response, Marissa sighed. She didn't have to move just yet. She could stay like that for now. It was funny. When they were dating they never did this. It was either sex or sleep, never just snuggling. This was new. This was amazing. Why didn't it happen before? Why didn't they ever share moments like this?

"Mmm," Alex groaned. "Marissa, you're warm." Marissa eyes shot open, her body jerking back. Her arms didn't let go though. Marissa just held close to Alex. Scooting towards her to eliminate the space she had created. Alex giggled her own body backing into the taller girl's lap. Marissa blinked. Did she just scoot closer to her? Marissa smiled deep inside. Maybe Alex liked her? Maybe this was a sign. Marissa sighed and held on as long as she could. She never wanted it to end. She wanted this to last forever. "Okay, we should get up." Alex told her friend. Marissa grunted in reply, her hands clasping each other. She wasn't going to let Alex go just yet.

Alex tried to pry Marissa off her, but the harder she pried the stronger Marissa's grip became. Marissa would never let her go, never. She would never again loose Alex. Marissa felt Alex's body strain in her hold. She wanted to get out. Marissa bit her lip. She was going to have let go sometime. She just wished not now. Marissa sighed.

"Fine, we can stay for a little bit longer. I'm tired anyway." Alex gave up, falling limp in Marissa's arms. Marissa smiled. She won. Marissa nuzzled her nose back into Alex's neck, loving the scent that surrounded the blonde. Fighting the desire to kiss Alex, Marissa pulled back a little, her hips accidentally pressing harder against Alex. Alex let out a soft moan. Marissa blushed pulling back, her arms still strong against the blonde's waist. "I'm sorry, now we really have to get up." Alex breathed. Marissa sighed. That move had been too much. Damn, why'd she have to go and ruin everything?

"That was… nice." Marissa whispered under her breath, releasing her hold. She watched Alex throw the covers to the floor, stand and then stretch. Marissa licked her lips. She wanted kiss her so bad. She didn't care if she couldn't kiss her; she at least wanted to be close to her. Marissa sighed, shivering at the cool air biting her skin. Jumping to her feet, Marissa scrambled for her clothes. Marissa stuck her tongue out. They were filthy. There was no way she was going to wear them. Alex giggled at this site, hand covering mouth, and a smile in her eyes. "God," Marissa muttered to herself shoving her clothes to the side.

"Here, I think these will fit better." Alex smiled, chucking a yellow t-shirt and a skirt at Marissa. Marissa caught it. She never thought in a million year that she'd be at Alex's house, not after the bonfire. But now she was here in Alex's house, sharing her clothes, falling back in love. As happy as that thought was she knew she had to stop herself. Alex didn't want to snuggle, and that was proof enough for Marissa to know that Alex didn't want her. Trudging to the bathroom, Marissa hung her head low. She wished Alex wanted the same as her. If only Alex did, then she wouldn't be fighting herself. She wouldn't have to hold back. She could just grab Alex and kiss her. Well, maybe not that, but she would have the courage to do something. Marissa pealed her substitute pajamas off, her eyes immediately falling to the mirror.

She had always thought she was beautiful. At her old school no guy could resist her, not even her ex, yet now she was fighting for Alex's love. She had never fought for someone before. Boys had always just sat at her heel, waiting for a chance. But now here she was, in their shoes, fighting for Alex's love, but at the same time she was fighting herself not to love Alex. God was she confused. Pulling on the new top, Marissa dropped her train of thought. There was no use for it. She was a friend, nothing more. For all she knew Alex could already have another girlfriend. She slid into the skirt, her lip teetering between her teeth.

Marissa stepped out of the bathroom, her head clear of thoughts. Well it was clear until she spied a naked Alex. Marissa gulped. Please don't let her notice. Not being able to help herself, Marissa stared at Alex in wonder, a steam of drool dribbling down her chin. She loved that body from head to toe. She wanted to show Alex how much she loved it, but in the current situations, that was impossible. Deciding that it was too risky to keep her watch, Marissa tip toed back to the bathroom, making sure the door closed with out a creek. She had to remember knock. Knocking on the door this time, Marissa asked if it was okay to come out.

"Come in," Alex's voice ran through the room. Marissa stumbled out of the bathroom, catching herself before she ate the floor. She had to stop thinking. That was it. She couldn't be falling over every second, because she was gawking over Alex. Blushing profusely, Marissa pretended to wipe the dirt off her outfit. She didn't want to look like a fool in front Alex. She strutted over to the bed, plopping herself down like nothing had happened, like she hadn't walked in on Alex naked. Alex took no notice, skipping out of the room. Where was she going? Marissa sighed. Did Alex not like her anymore? Was this morning too much?

"No food, what now, I'm so not going out for breakfast." Alex smirked, leaning a hand on the door frame. Marissa gnawed at her lip. What to say? What to say? Fumbling with her hands, the tall brunette stood. She hadn't thought of breakfast. She never had breakfast at home, so she wasn't very hungry. It was like when they were together at her house when Alex told her mom she wasn't hungry.

"Well, you're lucky; I'm not that into breakfast." Marissa smirked, her hands tugging at her shirt. I just want to eat you, Marissa licked her lips absentmindedly. She wanted to do more than eat her, but she couldn't. And that strain pulled at her body. She had to battle that want. She had to starve herself, and just like being hungry for food, she was hungry for Alex's love. Alex walked up to Marissa, laying a hand on her shoulder. Marissa jumped up.

"Well, then we can go back to bed, watch some movies." Alex whispered into Marissa's ear. Marissa suppressed a moan in her throat, Alex's warm breath sending new sensations through her body. The blonde backed off, leaving Marissa hanging in the middle of the room. Marissa closed her eyes, gulping down another heap of moans. Alex lifted her top over her head, causing Marissa to fall backwards onto the bed. "Sorry, forgot we weren't dating." Alex turned around and replaced her top. Marissa giggled. She felt reassured all of the sudden. Maybe Marissa sighed, the ache was unbearable. She wanted to wrap herself around Alex, feel the pleasure of her skin against hers.

"Ah, it's okay," Marissa scampered into the bathroom and replaced her clothes with the "pajamas" Alex had given her. She didn't bother to knock once more, but lucky for her, Alex was already clothed and under the covers. She sighed although that was a lucky thing; inside she had wished Alex was naked. Inside she wanted to gawk over Alex's wonders. Even though she knew it was wrong. Any person in there right mind would not want to look at their ex naked. Most people hated their ex's. Why did find herself in love with her ex?

Scuttling over to the bed, Marissa crawled in, making sure she wasn't to close. Unfortunately for her, she found herself cuddled up to Alex. It was like no matter how much she fought. How much she battled; she couldn't stop herself from scooting closer to Alex. It was like her body was metal and Alex was a magnet. It was impossible to pull them apart. Marissa sighed once more, hoping Alex wouldn't mind.

Through the flashing images playing on the TV, Marissa's head began to overflow with questions. Well it was more like it was concentrated on one question. It was the same question as before. Why did they spend for time like this when they were a couple? Why? Marissa danced her hand over the covers. It was so warm. It was never warm when they dated. It was always a cool, haste atmosphere, only edging on the need of one another. An atmosphere filled with lust not love.

"I miss this. Just being close to you, in your arms," Marissa lost control of her mouth a body, running her finger over Alex's bare stomach. Her tan skin was soft, softer than anything she'd ever felt. She wanted to feel more. She wanted to touch more. Surrendering to her need, Marissa let another few fingers trail over Alex's bare skin. Marissa blushed, throwing herself at Alex. She bit her lip. What was she doing? She was going to be kicked out for sure. She couldn't stop. Her fingers kept running up and down the blonde's midriff without control. God she had to stop. If she didn't, who knows how Alex would react?

"That tickles," Alex laughed, unconsciously rolling on top of Marissa. That was not what she had predicted. She smirked. That 'maybe Alex liked me' was quickly edging towards a 'yes Alex liked me.' Marissa gazed up at Alex, her hips buzzing with excitement. "Now, my turn!" Alex began her sweet torture on Marissa's sides, running her constantly wiggling fingers up and down. Oh god Alex touching her body felt even better. She wanted to stay under Alex forever, but her reactions to Alex's wrath of tickling were growing drastic. She had begun to kick out at ever touch.

"Stop," she laughed. Alex ignored her plead, taking her 'torture' to the extreme. The brunette squealed, throwing her arms all over the place. Marissa threw her head back in surrender; afraid she might hurt the girl she loved. Alex refused to take it, her attack becoming for furious. "S-stop, I-I'm going t-t-to hur-hurt you!" Marissa coughed our through laughs. Alex abided to Marissa pleads, collapsing on top of the taller brunette. Their bodies were so close. Marissa loved it. She sighed. If there was anytime to reveal her love this was the time. The taller girl gulped. "Alex, I know this is fast and all, but what if we tried again? You know, dating?" Marissa breathed, her words hanging on fragile strands, one slip and they were lost.

Dropping her gaze from Alex, Marissa fumbled with her hands. She had said it, but now she resented it. The queasy silence that hung in the air told her it was a bad idea. A small tear trickled down her cheek. She had tried. What else could she say? Feeling fingers sift through her glossy locks, Marissa looked up at Alex with blurry eyes. Maybe she hadn't done something wrong.

"I don't know," Alex sighed, staring at Marissa, her eyes smiling in their own way. The brunette gulped. Please don't say no, please don't say no. Marissa trembled with excitement. Alex was considering her proposal. There was a chance. Gaining an odd bound of courage, Marissa leaned up and kissed Alex on the cheek. Did she really jus to that? Marissa blinked. Damn, was she getting brave? "Ok, we can try, but no lying, and no moving in right away." Marissa nearly jumped off the bed, saving herself by holding onto Alex. Blushing like a mad woman, Marissa scratched the back of her neck. She was such a klutz.

"I can't believe we're dating!" Marissa shrieked, placing a kiss on Alex's lips.