Chapter 12! Yeah! Please enjoy!

If I would've known Alexander was an awful cook, I never would have agreed to let him into the kitchen. First, I asked him to make some noodles for the spaghetti; they stuck to the bottom of the pan after becoming soggy. Then I told him to warm the sauce up in the microwave; he forgot to take the lid off the jar. Afterwards, I told him to just sit and behave, but he kept staring at me. Well, even after all of that, I somehow managed to salvage dinner. Alexander's parents certainly enjoyed it.

"Sorry about almost ruining dinner." Alexander apologized for the fifteenth time.

"It's fine." I cuddled closer into his side, continuing my star gazing.

"Are you sure? It seemed like I just made things harder for you."

"Don't worry about it." I soothed him. "Everything turned out okay in the end, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, but-"

"Alexander…" I sighed as I shook my head.

"Okay. I'll shut up now." Things progressed in silence for awhile, though to me it felt awkward.

"Did you enjoy dinner?" I asked.

"Yes. It was delicious." He smiled at me. "You should cook over here more often." I laughed slightly.

"Thanks."

"I also enjoyed sitting beside you at dinner." I blushed, wondering where this was headed. "I felt like I was ready to take on the world, for some reason. My parent's certainly liked our closeness."

"I wonder why." I mused to myself.

"They want us to marry." He added in a quiet voice, clearly embarrassed.

"Well, I mean, that's-"

"Impossible?"

"No!" I straddled his hips, looking at him disapprovingly. "Nothing is impossible. I was just going to say that we're still young, so there's plenty of time for thoughts of marriage. Let's just enjoy each other's company for now." I curled up on his lap, perfectly content though my face was still red.

"Then if I asked, you'd marry me?" He asked in a quietly hopeful voice.

"Only if you were sure." My face heated up once more.

"Ana-Marie?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"Whoa! W-What now?" I stuttered out, jumping up. "What-? I mean-" I ran a nervous hand through my hair. "You can't just come out and say stuff like that, Alexander! You'll scare me!"

"Sorry." He lowered his head, eyes downcast.

"Just give me time." I breathed. "This is all new to me. I've never felt this way about someone before." I sat down again, albeit a little ways away from Alexander. Sensing his depression, I placed my hand over his. "I like you Alexander, I really do, but I don't know when to draw the line between liking and loving someone."

"It's okay. I understand." He squeezed my hand. "Do you want to go home?"

"No. I think I want to stay the night with you."

"Okay. I'll have Jameson prepare the guest-"

"No, Alexander. I want to stay the night with you, not in the stuffy guest room."

"A-Alright." I saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed. "Let's go them. I'm sure you're tired."

"What time is it?" I questioned, looking up at the moon.

"Two in the morning."

"That late?"

"Yeah. I'm surprised you aren't ready to pass out." He smirked.

"Ha-ha, very funny. Let's just go to bed." I pulled him back into the house and up the stairs until we were outside of his bedroom. "I'm going in first to change, then you can follow." I released his hand and slipped into the room. I shed my jeans and t-shirt, borrowing one of Alexander's as a night shirt. I bundled up my clothes and set them in the bathroom before climbing into the bed. "Okay. You can come in." I told him as I was busy pulling the covers around me. I looked over briefly to see him removing his jeans, but flushed and looked away. I don't know why; this wasn't the first time we'd shared a bed or the first time I'd seen him in nothing but his boxers. Maybe it was his confession.

"Goodnight."

"Yeah. Goodnight Alexander." I mumbled, snuggling up close to him. I buried my face in his chest and closed my eyes, sleep ready to claim me.

"I love you."

"Yeah. Love you, too." As soon as I realized I'd said the words, I bolted up in bed. "I mean- I didn't-" I stopped when he began to laugh.

"Don't worry. I'll pretend it didn't happen." Though he was smiling, I could see the sadness in his chocolate eyes.

"It did, so consider it a confession." I flopped back onto the bed, resuming my spot up next to Alexander. "Just don't expect anymore for awhile." I mumbled in embarrassment.

"Thank you." He whispered, kissing the top of my head. I sighed sleepily before dozing off.

Of course I didn't expect Alexander to stay in the room with me while I slept, especially after the sun came up. I expected to wake up to an empty bed, knowing Alexander was asleep in his coffin. Though I was surprised to see that was not the case. I woke up to find Alexander on his back, arms and legs sprawled halfway across the bed. I was on the edge, about ready to fall off. I pushed him a little, hoping to make him move, but he only snorted in his sleep before his silent snores resumed.

"Alexander?" I poked his cheek, sitting on his stomach. "Alexander, wake up."

"Aw, Mom, I don't want to." He whined before rolling over, sending me sliding to the floor. I landed with a loud thud and an 'oomph!', effectively waking Alexander up. "What? Who's there?" He searched the room sleepily before his eyes found me sitting on the floor and rubbing my lower back. "Ana-Marie? What are you doing on the floor?"

"It's your fault!" I winced as I stood up. "I was trying to get you to move so I could have more room, so I was sitting on your chest and poking your face, but then you rolled over and I fell!" He laughed joyously before pulling me back onto the bed. He pulled me close to him, a silly grin on his face. He placed his face close to mine, the tips of our noses touching. Instead of being angry at him, I found myself nuzzling our noses together. He placed a soft kiss to my temple, stroking my hair. "Why does this feel like some scene from a movie? The lovesick couple part." He chuckled at me.

"It does, doesn't it?" I nodded once. "I never was one for romance movies."

"Me, neither." I agreed, though I noticed our bodies gravitating towards each other. He placed his lips on mine, starting out our kiss slowly and gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself even closer to him. Through the shirt I was wearing I could feel the heat of his chest, even make out the contours. My lips parted under his without him having to ask, and he slipped his tongue inside of my mouth. I clutched at his hair, pressing my body impossibly close to his. He rolled on top of me, balancing his weight so it wouldn't bother me. He ground his hips into mine, letting me know he was fully enjoying this. He nipped at my lower lip, drawing it between his teeth. I mewled at his ministrations, returning the next thrust of his hips. My breathing increased just like my heart's pace did.

"Miss Ana-Marie," at the sound of Jameson's voice, we broke apart. "I've cleaned your clothing and brought them back for you to change in to." If Jameson had seen us, he certainly didn't say so.

"I'm going to, uh, go change." I stated nervously.

"Yeah." Alexander moved from above me and I quickly grabbed my clothes and darted for the bathroom. I leaned against the door, trying to calm down. I put my hand on my chest, right above my heart. It was beating wildly. I pushed away from the door and began to dress. When I came back out, Alexander kissed my forehead and said he was going to his coffin for the rest of the day.

"Okay. Will you be over later?" I asked.

"Yes." He leaned down and kissed me once more before leaving to sleep. I found Jameson and he was already prepared to take me home. So, home I went to clean and read until sunset.


This chapter took me longer than most to write. Gomen! Anyway, I might not be able to update very much after the fourth. I have to go back to school! Not only that, but track starts up and the practices are usually until five or six in the evening, and by then I go home to eat and then read to my little sister. I'll try to update as often as I can, though.

Thank you so much to those who read/favorited/reviewed this story!

Yours Truly,

fishycrackers A.K.A ilovegoldfishcrackers

P.S: I felt like such a dork when I was editing the story Admitting. I put Kishio Daisuke instead of Mamoru Miyano! I always knew it was him, but my friend kept insisting it was Kishio Daisuke. So instead of proving her wrong, I just settled for putting Kishio Daisuke. Although, I did get the Kain Akatsuki and Grimmjow[Grimmjaw] part correct :)