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Thanks for the great reviews. I hope you enjoy this installment. My original idea for this story was very different then what I have so far. I hope you guys are liking it as much as I love to write it.
Baby You Wouldn't Last a Minute
Alex awoke the next morning to the shrill sound of her cell phone. Reaching blinding for the phone, she rolled over onto her side, and mumbled an incoherent greeting.
"Hey
did I wake you up?" Marissa questioned, her voice soft.
"No
I was getting up anyways." Alex answered clearing her throat.
"I
was well I'm in LA right now, and I wanted to know if you wanted to
have breakfast."
"You
came back?" Alex asked, not making an attempt to get up.
"Well
no I didn't leave. Summer took a cab home, I decided to stay."
"Oh
well…you know I don't do-"
"Breakfast."
Marissa interjected, "I know, but I was hoping you'd make an
exception for me." Her voice almost had a pleading tone to it, and
Alex couldn't say no.
"Okay, umm...where do you want to
meet?"
"How
about Starbucks?"
"Which one? There are a ton in LA."
"The
one on Hope Street."
"Okay
I'll be there in twenty minutes."
"See
you then, bye."
"Yeah,
bye." Alex added.
What the hell was going on? She couldn't see Marissa, no that would be a bad idea. But then again how could she not see Marissa. It was Marissa fucking Cooper for god sakes. This was the girl that had broken Alex's heart 4 years ago, this was the girl that haunted her dreams, and consumed her thoughts. How could she have said no?
Pulling herself out of bed, Alex mulled over her decision while she brushed her teeth, and washed her face. Jumping into the shower, she tried to clear her head and figure out what she would wear. When Alex finally emerged from the shower, she realized she was running late.
Grabbing a wife beater she pulled it on over her head, she grabbed the first shirt she saw, pulling that over her head as well. Going through her drawer she picked up a pair of straight legged cords, and hurriedly pulled them on as well. Cursing herself, Alex pulled her wet hair into a messy ponytail. She threw everything she'd need into a large tote bag, and exited her apartment in five minutes flat. Pulling her sunglasses on, Alex pulled out of her parking spot and made her way to Hope Street.
When Alex rounded the corner, she found a spot immediately, and walked briskly towards Starbucks. Spotting Marissa sitting at one of the outside tables, Alex made her way over casually as if she hadn't been in a rush.
"Sorry
I'm late." Alex said, taking a seat across from Marissa. She set
her bag down on top of the table, and tossed her sunglasses into it.
"Your
only twenty-minutes late." Marissa answered putting her paper cup
down.
"Am
I really?" Alex questioned, her voice full of apology.
"No,
I was kidding." Marissa said patting Alex's hand on the table.
Alex's eyes shifted to the contact, and pulled back.
Marissa's touch still set off butterflies in her stomach, and she didn't know how she was going to handle their intended catch-up. Marissa noticed Alex pull her hand back, and used the hand that had patted Alex's to push the extra cup towards the blond.
"I
ordered you a white chocolate Mocha." Marissa said, glancing at the
cup.
"You
remembered." Alex stated, taking the cup into her hands and taking
a sip of the cooled down beverage.
"How
could I forget? You'd always drink that whenever we went to get
coffee."
"You
even remembered the extra shot of hazelnut." Alex said licking her
lips.
"There's
just some things I'll never forget." Marissa answered with a
smile.
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Alex followed Marissa into her hotel room, and looked down at her feet. Going into her room was not a good idea on her part, this entire catch-up had not been a good idea from the start.
When Alex looked up, Marissa caught her off guard by pushing her against the door, and locking their lips together. The kiss lasted almost more than a minute, before Alex pushed Marissa off of her.
Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she watched the taller girl's breathing begin to get rapid. Unable to stop herself though, she got closer and took Marissa's hands into her own. Letting go briefly she used her left hand to cup Marissa's face and draw her face towards hers, bringing their lips crashing together once more.
Marissa started to stumble backwards with Alex's lips still firmly attached to her own. Hands began to get tangled in hair, while the taller girl struggled to breath. Pulling apart Marissa began to kiss Alex's neck, and collarbone, giving her a slight hickey. Finally Alex pulled back, registering everything that was and had happened.
"I
can't do this." Alex said backing towards the door.
"Alex,
please…"
"No, I'm not going to do this. I told myself I
wouldn't fight for anyone anymore. I'm not going to fight for you
Marissa, this is wrong. Your with Ryan. This is only going to end up
hurting me more than you already did. I can't do this." Alex
muttered turning the knob and walking out of the room without a
second glance.
