Okay, for those of you who have been regularly on the site and noticed some very odd things happening with fanfics not updating correctly, yes there was indeed a problem. I'm pretty sure the site got so overloaded and caused some glitches that affected both readers and writers alike. I had to delete and reupload chapter 4 a few times so… hopefully everything is now sorted out *fingers crossed*. For real, hope you all are doing well still and just thank you all again so much! I seriously cannot say it enough. Anyway, this chapter picks up right after chapter 4. Hope you're prepared for some classic Aleheather chemistry and quite a bit of subtle exposition type writing! Hope this helps add a little lightness to your day today! :)

(Heather's POV)

I slowly opened my eyes as I looked out at the dresser across from me.

My mind was still a little groggy and it was still dark so that also wasn't helping. I glanced at the clock on the end table next to my bed.

4:46 A.M.

Ugh, whatever, I'm going back to sleep.

I resettled and closed my eyes, only to feel the bed shift slightly behind me as I heard a slight groan, making my eyes snap open immediately.

No, no, no, no, no…

I slowly glanced over my shoulder, even though it was painfully obvious.

Right when I looked behind me, I immediately just felt my entire being clench as my eyes went wide again and almost felt like they were going to fall out. Then put all that on top of wanting to beat the ever living crap out of myself and someone else and that's pretty on point with how I'm feeling right now.

Alejandro was completely out cold behind me on his stomach, his head turned in my direction with his mouth open slightly.

I could feel everything in me drop as the full realization hit me like a damn truck. Especially after I lifted up the sheets, or the one flat sheet that was left on the bed but was completely pulled loose out from underneath the mattress, seeing both of us were completely naked and just now realizing the slight soreness I felt right now...

Ugh, fuck… literally.

Dammit! How the hell could he have tricked me that easily last night?!

I thought the 'lake house incident' proved my absolute pathetic self control when it comes to him, but this… UGH! THAT JERK!

He totally knew what he was doing! Using his usual teasing routine to drive me crazy before we made out and then he took off his… NO! DAMMIT HEATHER! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!

If he thinks he's going to slide past me on this, he's got another damn thing coming.

He is going to get it!

But now, it was my turn to get him right where I want him since I had a plan forming in my mind at the moment. He was still sleeping as I slid closer to him and smirked as I started teasingly touching my hand to the side of his face… and resisting the compulsion to smack him.

Somehow I held back and started, keeping my tone as 'light' as possible, "Alejandro…"

After a few seconds he slowly started opening his eyes slightly, giving me a groggy look before grinning slightly and shut his eyes again as he started, sounding just as groggy and slurred with a sigh, "Buenos días... mi amor."

He looked like he was about to nod off again… and like hell I was going to let him.

But, I was determined to keep up the act as I slid closer again, trying to maintain a smirk as I smoothed my thumb over his cheek as I started teasingly and completely ironically, "Alejandro, wake up… 'wakey, wakey'..."

He hardly even responded, causing me to knit my eyebrows in frustration.

Ugh! Enough of this shit!

I shoved him off the bed as I shouted, completely annoyed and infuriated, "UGH! I SAID WAKE UP, YOU TWO TIMING SON OF A BITCH!"

I heard the satisfying 'thump' of him landing on the floor.

Then I felt a little bit more satisfied as I heard him let out a reflexive annoyed and slightly startled 'Ow'.

Yeah, serves you right… jerk.

Quickly, I grabbed the flat sheet and wrapped it around myself, considering I saw no sign of any of my clothes on the floor in here and wasn't about to waste time digging through my suitcase on the opposite side of the room.

I had a score to settle.

After almost violently standing up, I secured the sheet around me before stomping over to the other side of the bed. Alejandro was still on the floor, rubbing his forehead, and not even remotely covered.

Not that I cared… I was just beyond pissed.

Then infuriating me even more, he saw me and grinned before teasing, "Well, that was quite the 'good morning'. Though I personally prefer something a bit more subtle."

That's it!

"Oh, like I give a shit what you would 'prefer' right now?! YOU tricked me again!" I practically exploded, my blood boiling in rage as my hands clenched into tight fists at my sides.

My eyes felt like they were practically shooting daggers into his and completely looking like he was feigning ignorance as he stood up.

He was still not even remotely attempting to cover himself (which was annoying) with a smirk stuck to his face as he started, "Whatever do you mean, Heather? From my perspective, I thought we had a wonderful evening together last night."

He put a hand on the side of my face and I immediately smacked it away.

I could feel my blood going to a rolling boiling at this point as I started jabbing him in the chest with my pointer finger and straining out through my absolute rage, "Oh! You mean the evening that YOU completed hijacked and used as a rouse to get out of doing what I wanted?!"

He scratched his chin almost tauntingly casual, a smirk still on his face, before he practically teasingly responded, "Hmmm… I seem to recall you wanted to see a movie and have a nice dinner together. That is what happened, did it not?"

"OH! Enough of your loophole crap! YOU know damn well what you did. Just like on that first fucking date you took me on, you completely tricked me into getting what you wanted out of it!" I retorted in pissed off rage, continuing to jab him in the chest with my finger.

He hung his head slightly, crossing his arms behind his back, and closing his eyes before starting, letting out a sigh, "Well, perhaps I did, Heather. But…" My eyes went wide and I was completely taken off guard as he grabbed my hands by the wrists, turning us around until my back was against the wall and he was practically almost pinning me there.

I tried to not give him any sort of other reaction as he continued, putting his lips next to my ear, "You were just as enthralled in the situation as I was both last night… and the time before…"

At that moment he slid his hands from my wrists up to my hands, weaving his fingers between mine on each hand before he proceeded, his tone low and the epitome of smooth and seductive, "I know you may still be in denial about it… but I am not going to feel any shame over how we are like this. How right we are like this…"

He started drifting his lips below my ear to the corner of my jaw and slowly lingering their way over my neck in the most teasing way possible. I felt like cement was hardening in my stomach and had to swallow hard and bite my lip to maintain my composure.

Once I felt like I had any capacity to speak, I protested, even though I hated how weak I sounded as the words came out, "That's… That's not!... Ugh, you're such a!… Don't ch-change the d-damn subject! You… You still owe me one more date to make us eve!…"

Then he completely cut me off as he pressed his lips against mine, practically wiping my mind clean on contact as my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

Agh… dammit… Ugh! How is he able to do this to me ALL THE TIME?!

Right as I felt like my self-control was slipping, he broke away and leaned into my ear again as he started, both of our breathing picked up, "By the way, and just out of curiosity after some subtle things I 'picked up on' at the lake house… Was I 'technically' your first?"

My eyes went wide and my face turned red immediately as I thought my stomach was going to drop out of my ass.

Shit…

I could feel him bring his head around to look at me and I reflexively turned my head away and scrunched my eyes shut as I grit my teeth, completely refusing to give in with every fiber of my being. But, as much as I resisted, I eventually looked in front of me to see him looking me right in the eye.

A satisfied grin was practically plastered across his damn stupidly perfectly face at knowing he was right about his assumption with me.

Oh that arrogant piece of… UGH!

I ripped my hands out of his as I gave him a hard death glare. I started shoving him away from me in the chest out of annoyed rage as I spat between shoves, "Wipe!... That smug-ass grin!... Off your stupid!... FUCKING FACE!... YOU!..."

He caught my hands and held them between us as he started, his even tone not what I was expecting, "Heather, you seem to be 'misinterpreting my meaning' behind this. It's not what you think. Honestly… I'm impressed."

I scoffed, not wanting to give him any satisfaction, as I ripped my hands away and crossed my arms before responding shortly, "Right? Impressed about what? That you're the only guy I've let get with me like this? What do you want? A fucking medal?! That doesn't mean shit! You arrogant son of a..."

"Heather, please, allow me to explain. Though in a way it is a slight surprise about you to me, but in some way it also isn't and… honestly, I happen to find 'this' quite endearing actually. From what I've seen and heard, particularly with the amount of male attention you seemed to have in high school and on the show, I can safely assume your 'choices' when it comes to sex wasn't from a simple 'lack of interest' from men or lack of options for you. So, the fact that you allowed me to be with you in this way when you've denied so many others… I must admit Heather, I feel very honored to be your first with this… truly."

He put his hand on the side of my face as he looked directly in my eyes, a slight smile on his face.

I felt a blush come on for a fraction of a second before I shoved his hand off and scoffed before rolling my eyes yes while retorting, knowing how snide I sounded to cover up my embarrassment, "Fine. Whatever? Then should I feel 'honored' about being 'girl number 20 million and one' or whatever to you?"

I crossed my arms as he chuckled to himself for a second, making me pissed for the umpteenth time. Well until he gave me a slight look and teased with a slight smile, "Well… that is quite the 'projection' you gave me."

"Whatever… save it. It's probably still something completely ridiculous with the amount of girls making fucking 'goo goo' eyes at you 24/7." I scoffed out and rolled my eyes, hating everything that was happening right now.

I was expecting him to laugh and start gloating until I saw him step closer to me out of the corner of my eye and saying, sounding very even, "Why? If you're curious, I have no problem telling you. That is if you'd like to know, of course?"

I gave him a slight look out of the corner of my eye.

Well, as long as he decided to bring it up. Not that I care worth a damn, but… what the hell?

"Okay, fine… what am I?" I asked, completely pointedly as I continued to cross my arms.

He crossed his arms slightly as he started, a smirk on his face, "You, mi ángel,... you are my third."

My eyes went wide in shock and practically gave myself so whiplash as I started at him before giving him a look as I stated, thinking out loud, "Third? Seriously?! I don't believe you only slept with 2 girls before me for a damn second."

"Why? Any particular reason why you'd think I slept with more?" He teased, making me smack him on the shoulder as I spat, "Don't flatter yourself, you... jerk."

He chuckled for a moment until it was dead silent for a few beats before he started, "Why? Is it really so 'impossible' for you to believe that I got most of my experience so to speak from a steady girlfriend in high school I was with for almost 3 years?"

Girlfriend?

"You had a girlfriend… for 3 years?" I started, completely thinking out loud.

He chuckled a little again before elaborating, "I did have a life before I met you and being on the show, if that stretches belief? Both her and my second were before I met you actually. Though my second was just a one time fling while I was still in high school, nothing serious or 'memorable' honestly. Plus I wasn't really having much of an active life, sexual or otherwise, when I was in recovery for my injuries for those three years after the finale… but that just goes without saying since I was hardly able to leave the house."

My body locked up and my stomach practically twisted, completely forgetting about that for a second.

But, I repressed it and just I kept giving him a look, still fixed on one thing in particular. Slowly I quirked up an eyebrow as I pressed, "What about 'Miss 3 years' then?"

Alejandro was quick to shrug and look weirdly 'indifferent' as he responded, practically brushing it off, "Oh, no need to concern yourself about her. There's nothing worth mentioning to any degree really. Honestly… She's dead to me…"

I froze up slightly as I processed what he just said.

Wait… 'dead to him'?

I was about to continue to question him until I felt him pull me against him and brush a strand of my hair behind my ear and started, a slight smirk on his face, "Though nevermind that, none of that matters now. Believe me Heather, neither of them are in any way comparable to being with you from my perspective and what you alone are able make me feel. The absolute satisfaction you make me feel. Because you, mi amor, to me… you are perfectly 'exquisite'."

As much as I hate letting him get to me like this and avoid me questioning him with flattery like he's done since we met… I couldn't hold back a slight twinge of satisfaction with a smirk fighting its way through on my face at him basically admitting that I was 'the best' in his opinion.

Hmph… damn right I'm the best.

Well, until I got my head together enough to realize his other reasoning for saying this. Especially once I saw him about to lean in and kiss me to take advantage of my mood, as I smoothly slid out of his hold.

He had a brief look of confusion on his face as I just smirked and said, sounding as dead set as possible. "Don't think this changes anything for a damn second just because of us now. Because you have another thing coming if you think I'm going to start making everything easy on you."

I was about to walk off to take a shower until I heard, his tone much like mine but also sounding almost playful, "From you, mi amor… I would expect no less."

I glanced behind me to see him smirking at me, giving me a nod and slight wink.

After trying and failing to fight back a blush, I turned on my heels and quickly took off the sheet I had on and threw it at him. Practically throwing it directly at his face as I started, "Whatever, just… Just put something on already!"

"As you wish!" I heard him call out, rolling my eyes slightly as I made my way down the hall to the bathroom, trying and failing to hold it back until I felt myself smirk a little.

Okay, now it's really on, Alejandro…

3 days later

({No POV})

Heather just got back home to her parents' house on Friday evening after returning from the Burromuerto's in suburban Ottawa and was bringing her bags back up to her room.

She just got to the top of the stairs only to cross paths with her little brother, Damien Wilson.

Much to her surprise, Damien was actually dressed up in a button down shirt and slacks that he usually reserved for traveling to basketball games when he had to dress up. But they were on a bye week and Damien usually didn't wear anything except jeans or sweatpants usually unless he went to classes sometimes.

His short black hair was also styled slightly into a true ivy league style.

But, that didn't stop Damien from having a snide grin start to spread across his face as he started, "Look who decided to come back from Don Juan's? That is where you went, right? And here I thought I was finally going to be able to have your room?"

Heather scoffed and rolled her eyes as she started, "Shut it, dingus. As if, you would get your grubby, stupid hands on my room and ruin it with your stupid 'dude smell' that you always taint everything with. I thought I was going to puke when I smelled your stupid, grody-ass shoes just now by the front door."

Damien rolled his eyes back at his sister and crossed his arms before retorting, "Whatever… Now can you get the hell out of my way, Primazilla? I have a date tonight and I told her I'd pick her up at 6."

Heather let out a scoff-like laugh before responding, "And what sort of idiot would want to date you?"

"Could ask you the same, sis? Though for you it's more why the hell Fabio is the only guy insane enough to want to date you?" Damien responded snarkily, a snide grin spread across his face.

Immediately Heather got right in his face, cutting him off immediately. She narrowed her eyes and threatened ominously yet dead serious, "Do you want me to throw you in the tub again?"

Immediately Damien's expression dropped and his eyes went wide, recalling the 'showerhead incident' from a few weeks ago. He took a step back while putting his hands up as Heather immediately took the opportunity to get past him, a look of satisfaction going over her, as she responded, "Great. That's what I thought."

Damien, hating this new crux that Heather had over his head now, narrowed his eyes back at his sister walking away, "Bitch."

"Twat." Heather responded, not even bothering to look back at her brother as she made her way into her room and started unpacking.

Slowly, a slight yet subtle smile taking over her face as she started to reorganize, thinking back to her trip now that she was alone.

And Heather's deeply repressed softer side makes a couple reappearances this chapter! You know, after her enraged tirade toward Alejandro for one upping and tricking her out of her last planned 'get even dates'. Ah, those mind games they play that we love them so much for! Lol. Seriously though, aside from their typical dynamic, I kind of wanted to put Alejandro and Heather in a situation where something more personal is discussed now that they're in a relationship together. As even I have learned in just the 25 years I've been alive and though I've only had a couple serious relationships, talking about personal topics like past relationships and sex is something that always generally comes up at some point. No matter your background or orientation, if you enter into a serious relationship with someone, it's likely bound to come up. Though for Alejandro and Heather, I wanted to explore this aspect for them, but also wanted to give each of them an interesting spin. For Heather, and while everyone has their own head cannon of how they see Heather in her personal life, I personally always saw Heather as the kind of girl who would have been a total tease to the nth degree. I know I touched on this in "Propositions and Conniptions", but I really wanted to show the 'exact extent' with how Heather was in her dating life. While Heather was popular and the iron fisted Queen Bee of her school, Heather is a VERY narcissistic and vain person who presents herself as being above/better than others, kind of like Alejandro. Though l could see Heather taking this so far to the extent where it even dominated how she was in her dating life and attitude toward boys trying to get with her, mainly that she would see most if not all guys as being 'unworthy of her' and being nothing beyond a date to a dance and maybe 'mess around a little' afterward. You know, 'if they were so lucky' to even get THAT far with her. Haha. XD For that reason, I just thought it would make the most sense to me and be quite interesting if Heather never actually went all the way with having sex with a guy until Alejandro… also, just that interaction of Alejandro finding that out and Heather just throwing an absolute fit over him being 'proud of that fact' with 'achieving the impossible' with her. Lol. XD And with Alejandro, I wanted to go with a different background for him as well rather than how the fandom usually portrays him in their head canons with his life as a teenager before he met Heather after they graduated from their respective high schools. While Heather is not really the type to do serious dating or take romance seriously to have any previous boyfriends and also just taking her 'personality' into account (still love you though, Heather!), but I could more easily see Alejandro having a past serious relationship of some kind in his high school years… though it doesn't seem like he wants to talk about it beyond the basics for some reason? More on that later. ;) But, to me it also just realistically made sense that part of the reason why Alejandro would seem to be this experienced in romance would partially be due to him having a serious relationship where he was 'definitely' sexually active prior to being with Heather and also seducing all the other girls into their eliminations on TDWT. Sure, he named a 'fling' in between, but hey, lots of people have them! And Alejandro probably would have had at least one in my mind. He was only 18 by the time he got on the show after all and was then laid up from serious injuries post finale to have any romances occur in between. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my take on that interaction and how it would take place between them. I just hope that I can continue to do these two justice with every fiber of my being! Also, I hope you enjoyed the 'sibling moment' at the end between Heather and Damien. I haven't written him in this series for a bit and I wanted to bring him back! And also looks like he's still slightly traumatized from the 'great scalding water incident' in the previous story and hates Heather for hanging it over his head. Karma sucks Damien! You naughty, blackmailing prankster! Lol. XD Anyway, thanks so much to each and everyone of you for taking the time to read and please review if you can! Constructive feedback is always very much appreciated! Hopefully you all are continuing to take care of yourselves and loved ones out there. :)

Stay classy and see you all in the next chapter!

Dexter1995