Hey, it's Georgia. :) I wrote mostly this whole chapter. Stella's been really busy this week, and she's ill. I had loads of time actually, which is why I made this really long! We have the same writing style so it isn't much different. I hope… Enjoy.

Disclaimer – I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place. If I did, there would be more scenes between Justin and Alex. (And Max.) Not even necessarily "Jalex" scenes, but just a few more cute family scenes.

Chapter 9

Alex's… 'Date'… with Chase grew nearer, and she grew more and more nervous. Where was Justin? Right, he was probably with his little Juliet.

To be honest, she'd kinda shaken off the whole jealously thing. Sure, it had hurt at the time, but it wasn't Justin's fault. She knew how Juliet was. In fact, it often scared her how persuasive she could be towards her boyfriend sometimes. She could never put her finger on it; what Juliet was doing, but she knew that somehow she often managed to get Justin to do whatever her wanted. But she didn't have time tot think about that now. She just wanted to see him again.

Alex mentally kicked herself for being so stupid at school earlier on. If only she knew how different she'd feel about the whole situation just a few hours after it had happened. Then, she wouldn't have kissed Chase, and she wouldn't be going to his house, and she could have just waited at home for Justin to return.

But what was done was done. There was nothing she could do about it now.

Sighing, she put on her red Converse, and opened the front door. She could have just flashed herself out. But she was drowned in too much sorrow for the happiness and joyfulness of magic right then.

…

Alex stood outside Chase's house, running her hands through her hair as she waited for him to answer the door. She had rung the doorbell, as well as knocked on the door. Twice. Was Chase one of those boys who lobed making girls wait for him, and act like he was a king and didn't have to stress about anything? Because if he was, Alex's 'feelings' for him would have disappeared even more.

She took a deep breath, and was about to knock on the door for the third time. However, as she brought her hands up to the wood, the door swung open at the same time. Chase was stood there, in dark jeans and a shirt and blue high-top trainers, with his hair in his usual windswept style. Alex managed to smile.

"Hi, Alex," he said.
"Hi," Her eyes quickly darted to the ground, not in embarrassment, but… He was looking at her intently. Her face was down, but she could feel him looking at her; his eyes bright lasers piercing holes through her skin.

She finally looked up, and was met by the same dark eyes, full of lust, that she had seen a few hours earlier at school. It was almost impossible to read them. He liked her, she knew that, but she couldn't quite pick up on the constant staring, much unlike their first date to the cinema.

Alex must have been staring at Chase for a while, because he cleared his throat, then chuckled. Alex felt her cheeks flush slightly in embarrassment.

"So…" he started. "Do you want to come inside, or…"

"Right," Alex said, letting Chase lead her through door and into the hallway. She closed the door behind her, and Chase took her purse and hung it onto a hook at the back of the door. Well. At least he was a gentleman.

"So…" she said, desperately wanting to put an end to the uncomfortable, or uncomfortable to her anyway, silence between them. She began to run her hand through her hair again. "What's planned?"

Chase stopped her hand in mid air, and brushed the remaining strands of hair behind her ear. She felt her ear tingle where his hand had touched her. But not because she liked it. Because she was scared. He smiled at her, a cheeky, but suspicious smile. "Anything you want…"

Alex looked at him again, before seeing his smile grow wider and looking back down again. She heard him chuckle before pulling her arm to go inside the actual part of his house.

It was relatively big for the area that Alex and Chase lived in. Alex was more or less only used to flats, or tiny houses, or sub shops the size of a tiny house with a flat above it. In Chase's house, there was a tiled kitchen with a huge fridge, and a celebrity sized chef oven. Then there was a dining room with a long wooden table, and vases of flowers spread across the mantelpieces, and a huge chandelier hanging from the cobweb free ceiling. The living room had three sofas; one big one and two little ones, as well as a huge flat screen TV, and a bookshelf that Alex literally became faint by, because of just looking at all of the hard work that would have been packed into the hundreds of books. Then there were cream coloured carpeted stairs, leading up to what looked like a bathroom, Chase's parents' room, and Chase's bedroom as well.

Such a big house for only three people living there, Alex thought. And then something else stroked inside of her. Three people may have lived there on a permanent bases, but it didn't mean that they were all always there. "Are your parents home?" she asked nervously.

Chase smiled again, that signature suspicious smile of his that had only developed in the course of after Alex had kissed him to now. "No," he said. "They always have to go out of town for conferences, so they won't be back until about ten."

Two hours alone with Chase? That wouldn't be so bad. Alex inwardly sighed a sigh of relief.

"Ten tomorrow morning, by the way."

Another shock ran through her. Great. Was he doing this on purpose; taking a break before he'd fully explained the sentence, just for a dramatic effect? Hell, the boy probably purposely invited her today because he knew that his parents would be out.

…

Chase led Alex into the kitchen again, before reaching down to a small cupboard at the corner of the room. He pulled hard on the handle, which was obviously locked, probably only to be used by Chase's parents. But he quickly managed to open the cupboard, and Alex saw it a mini fridge inside it. Chase opened that too, revealing a selection of beers, wines, spirits, and other alcoholic drinks.

Without even asking Alex first, he brought out two glasses and began to pour champagne into them. She noticed the brand in fact – Ruinart. She'd only ever had it once or twice a year; Christmas and New Year's Eve. Despite being the fearless rebel she was, Alex hated alcohol. She hardly ever drank it unless she had too. Which looked like today.

Chase brought the two glasses over, and placed hers on the wooden table in front of her. He sat down with his own drink, sipping it gently, before looking up at Alex again. She sat down too, but still didn't touch the glass.

"Have some then," Chase said, pushing the drink to her slightly.
But she placed her hand on top of the glass, and pushed it back in the opposite direction, away from her.

"No thanks," she said quietly. "I'm fine."

"Why not?" he asked, getting up from the chair with his own drink still in his hands. He walked to the opposite side of the table, where Alex was sat, and pushed his glass to her lips. "Try some," he said to her. "Trust me, you'll like it."

Alex groaned inwardly, realising she had no choice. She closed her eyes and let Chase tilt the drink into her mouth. It tasted, just as she'd remembered from last December, horrible. It wasn't that strong, or even that disgusting in fact, but she didn't like it, so it felt like poison going down her throat.

She swallowed the last bit, and pushed Chase's glass away from her lips with her hand. He placed it on the table before turning to face her again.

"See. It's not that bad is it?"

Alex shook her head. What was the point of explaining that she didn't like alcohol, and never would. She'd drunken it now, and besides, if Chases ever told anyone, it would ruin her rebel reputation.

Chase smirked, before picking up Alex's original glass and tilting the whole of the contents down his throat. Okay, she got it. What was he trying to do – prove a point of alcohol not being disgusting or something?

"Good girl."

Good girl? Good girl? Who did he think he was? Talking to Alex like she was some sort of puppy or baby or slave or something. How dare he talk patronizingly to her like that? How dare he-

But before Alex even had a chance to continue on with her mental rant, Chase tilted her chin up, and bent down to kiss her. She didn't like it; it wasn't Justin's soft, sweet kiss, but there was nothing she could do. He stood her up, held her tight, and kissed her even more. She felt herself move out the door and start going up the stairs. Her eyes were closed, but she didn't need to be able to see to guess where she was going.

…

Alex pulled away from the kiss to turn her head around. She was in Chase's bedroom. It was quite small in comparison to the other rooms in the house, but looked a lot less like the other rooms too, with several posters of rock bands pasted on his wall. There was dark coloured duvet covering his huge bed, a flat screen TV like the one Alex had seen downstairs, a desk with a MacBook, and a shiny, black electric guitar in the corner of the room.

"You play guitar?" she asked, walking over to the instrument, quickly trying to change subject and divert Chase's attention from herself.

"Alex," he sighed, walking towards the window and drawing the curtains, dimming the room slightly. "You know your not here to talk about music."

Alex looked down out of shame and embarrassment, unable to meet his eyes. She heard a spring creak, and assumed that he'd gone to sit down on his bed.

"Why did you just kiss me like that, Alex?"

She looked up at him, and saw that he was indeed sat on the edge of his bed. "Like what?"

"You know, I thought you weren't even into me. To be honest, I was really surprised when Juliet told me how you felt. I hadn't thought you liked me at all, but then I assumed that my judgement was wrong. But, when we went to the cinema…" His voice trailed off, and his eyes went to the ground. "You didn't want to be there." He looked back up at Alex. She could see in his eyes, he was confused, upset. "You didn't even want to be with me."

"Chase…" she started, feeling slightly guilty.

"No. You don't have to explain anything to me." He got up and slowly walked towards her, in the corner of the room. "I admit, I was confused… And slightly upset, but I actually don't need to hear an excuse anymore." He put an arm around her, hugging her towards himself. "'Cause you feel something now, don't you?"

What?

"That's why you kissed me."

Wait…

Wasn't she the one who should have been explaining everything? Hadn't he just asked her why she kissed him 'like that'? Of course, she wouldn't have gone into the whole 'I was jealous of my brother kissing his girlfriend because I love him' thing, but she would have given some sort of explanation. But not like how Chase had just explained it for her. He'd just assumed that on his own.

Without warning, he pushed her against the wall and held her arms to it. He leaned in towards her, and then kissed her hard on her lips. Alex could feel his grip tighten on her, and she grew nervous as she felt him cage her between his body and the wall.

Chase trailed his fingers up and down Alex's arm, like he'd done at school. As much as she still disliked it, it sent a cover of goosebumps over her skin. He then leaned down and began softly kissing her neck. He was trying to make her want him; she could tell by the way he was kissing her. Still holding her, with his lips on her neck, he moved her forward before laying her down on his bed.

No, no, no.

She didn't want to do this.

She began to really regret her sudden burst of jealousy, which resulted in her kissing Chase at school. If she hadn't… She wouldn't even have been there right now.

Alex could feel one of his hands move up her shirt, and trace slow circles with the palm of his hand. He then moved both of his hands and began to massage her sides. Her body was frozen with fear, in fact, so frozen that she found it hard to even speak.

"No, Chase, please don't," she whispered finally.

But his hands still continued to move. Alex closed her eyes, feeling tears trying to spill their way out. He lifted half of her top up, and kissed her down her side. Her breathing soon became more rapid, as she felt her heart pound inside her chest.

"Chase, please stop."

Alex tried to turn over onto the side of her body Chase was kissing, in an attempt to get him to stop, but he had her shoulder firmly pressed down. He continued kissing her side, before moving back up to her lips. Eventually, he pulled away from her. She sat up, though unsure about what she should do, or what hewould do next.

"Don't worry, Alex," he said, looking at her while twirling a lock of her hair around his fingers. Staring him, Alex could see the lust and want in his hazel eyes. Still the same look that he had after she'd kissed him after school. He really liked her. Like, really liked her. There was no doubting that. But before Alex even had a chance to reply to him, he just put on his signature smirk.

"You'll enjoy it, really."

Then, Chase pushed her chest down making her lie on the bed once more. He leaned down and kissed her again. This time it was really deep, and Alex quickly became breathless because of how long he was on her lips. Chase moved his hand down and began to unbutton Alex's shirt.

Her body was shaking. No, this wasn't what she wanted. It wasn't who she wanted. Her mind was just revolving around Justin.

Justin.

Justin…

"No, Chase!" she exclaimed, her voice wobbling. She put her hand against his chest and pushed him off her. He stood up, shocked, and she sat up from the bed. "Chase, I don't want to do anything with you!" Despite having holding them in for a long while, she finally let her tears stream down her cheeks. And they weren't just tears of what was happening now… They were tears from earlier on too. Of everyone. Of everything.

"Alex…" he started; his eyes examining her in shock. "I'm sorry… I didn't-"

More tears spilled out, and she wiped from her cheeks them with the back of her hand. She then stood up from the bed and turned towards the door, quickly leaving for the bathroom – the nearest room she saw.

…

She couldn't be with Chase; she couldn't be with anyone right now. She sat up on the bathroom counter and covered her face with her hands. She was angry. Not only with Chase, but with herself. She was angry with Chase because of how he kept kissing her, and touching her, and his general attitude around her.

But then, how could she not also be angry with herself? It was her fault. It was her fault he liked her, she kissed him, and he was always getting mixed signals from her thanks to Juliet.

But that wasn't reallyher fault. Or maybe it was – just… She didn't know. She lifted her head up to look at ceiling, and sighed. She couldn't think. She couldn't think, so she didn't know. Him. She just needed the one she was in love with.

Justin.

She wished that she could just be with him now, or even just talk to him. She could always go home; he should have been there by now, but she still had to deal with Chase and… It was too hard. But she needed him.

Then she remembered something. She saw an image in her head of her purse at home. Yes, she'd forgotten to pick it up before she went to see Chase. Alex often did that, and then would be left without he cell, her purse and her keys. But no; this time she had remembered to bring her…

She reached into her jeans pocket. Yep, there it was - her phone. She unlocked the screen.

14 Missed Calls.
8 New Text Messages.

She didn't even have stop to look at who it was, she already knew. She sat up straight on the bathroom counter, and began to type a new message.

U at home? xx - Alex

YES! Have been for like an hour x - Justin

I was at home b4 but u weren't there xx - Alex

Where r u? x - Justin

At chase's house xx - Alex

WTF? - Justin

I'll explain l8r xx - Alex

Just come home. I miss u X3 - Justin

I am, I just need 2 sort something out. I miss u too X3 - Alex

C u soon, hurry up! Love u x - Justin

I love u 2 xx - Alex

She went back to all the missed calls and messages. All from Justin, just as she'd thought, asking her where she was and if she was okay.

She was on his mind.

Alex let out a tiny smile, and inside she felt like she was on top of the world. Justin still cared about her. He really did. The whole thing the previous day wasn't just a one-off thing. That whole Juliet make out scene – Alex was one hundred per cent sure it was all controlled by her now. Justin still loved Alex. Just as much as she loved him too.

But Justin wasn't the only person with Alex on their mind. Alex had just left Chase's bedroom without saying a word. He would still be waiting there.

…

Alex got down from the counter and pushed her phone back into her pocket. She turned round to look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, and her mascara had run and smudged around her eyes, like how a heavy punk rocker would purposely make themselves up. She quickly combed her hair with her fingers, and attempted to wash away the long black streaks from her eyes. She also re-did the four open buttons from her shirt.

Alex slowly opened the bathroom door and walked back into Chase's bedroom. He was sitting on his bed, with his head bent down, but he looked up when he heard Alex entered the room. He stood up and turned around to face her.

"Alex, I'm sorry," he said meaningfully. "I didn't mean to make you upset, I just-"

"I'm sorry for just leaving your room like that," she replied. And she meant it, too. She'd let the Justin situation affect Chase, and that wasn't fair.

"Alex, have I done something to you?" he asked quietly. "Not… What happened just now," he said looking down, "but before?"

"What do you mean?"

Chase let out a sigh. "Its just that… Sometimes you act like you like me, and then sometimes you act like, like you really, really like me, but sometimes, it's just like you…"

Alex looked up at him.

"It's like you fucking hate me or something."

She scraped the top of her hair back with her hand, feeling mean and ashamed.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry," she said, cringing inside. "Chase, I don't hate you. Its just that I'm in a… Complicated situation right now. Just… With this other boy."

"So you don't like me, you like him?" he said looking to the floor, his heart sinking to the pit of his stomach.

"No, it's just that-"

"'Cause I don't mind if you do."

He was lying, Alex could tell. She watched as Chase walked towards his window. He opened the curtain and looked out towards the now dark blue sky. Alex felt guilty, and she didn't even have to try to hide it from herself. She had just, inadvertently, toyed with Chase's emotions. She felt bad. She truly did.

"Well, I like… Both of you…"

Chase turned around. It wasn't the complete truth, but it wasn't a complete lie either. Alex didlike someone else… Just not Chase as well.

Chase leaned back, ready for Alex explanation.

"So when I'm with you and I… 'Hate' you, it's because I'm thinking of the other boy. And when I… Like you and stuff, it's because I'm thinking about you. But, I couldn't do anything with you because… Well, it wouldn't be fair on him. I'd feel like I was cheating on him with you." Alex sighed. "Basically, I can't like both of you at the same time."

Chase raised his eyebrows, but was just silent for a moment, then spoke. "Does he go to Tribeca? Did you - Is that why you were upset at school today?"

"Yeah… I kinda saw him with someone else, so-"

"It's okay, Alex, I get it."

"Really?"

"Yeah." He gave her a sympathetic smile. Wow. Chase must have really liked Alex if he was fine, even though she'd just told him she was in love with someone else. However, he did think that she was in love with him too…

"Umm… I'd better start going."

"Yeah. You don't want it to be too dark and cold," Chase smiled. For once, it wasn't his smirk, it was just a genuine smile.

"Oh, right," Alex laughed, remembering her excuse from the date a few days ago.

Chase led her down the stairs, and opened the front door for her.
When Alex got to the gate, she turned around to him and smiled.

"Bye, Chase."

"See you, Alex."

She walked out the gate and heard Chase close the door. Judging by his attitude that Alex had picked up from Chase, even before she'd ever spoken to him, and by the way he was acting earlier on in the evening, Alex would have never have though that he could be so thoughtful like that. Maybe, when things had settled down, they could even, when Chase was over her, be friends.

But Alex had a lot more to think about right now than who her new BFF was going to be.

She just needed to get to Justin.

…

She began to walk slightly faster to the bus stop, and dug her hand into her pocket on the way. She pulled out her phone, and began typing another message to Justin.

I'm on my way home xx - Alex

Ok. And also, I need 2 talk 2 u x - Justin

Ok, about..? xx - Alex

I'll tell u at home. I love u X3 - Justin

Ily2 X3 Didn't we just say that like half an hour ago? xx - Alex

What's wrong with saying it again? x - Justin

Hehe X3 G2G, back soon xx - Alex

She locked her phone again and put it back into her pocket. Justin was being sweet. Not that he wasn't sweet before, but he seemed even more so in those text messages.

Then Alex remembered this text message she'd got from a friend a few days ago. It was about how a person would love you, but then do something bad, and then try to cover it up by acting really nice before they told you. 'Fake people' did that. 'Real ones' didn't.

Justin wouldn't do something like that. He loved Alex, and to make a mistake after one day of declaring it… It would be impossible.

'Boyfriend' and 'girlfriend', or even just mere brother and sister; Justin would never do something that he knew would hurt Alex.

Would he?

(Stella writing...) Would he? Would he? =O I'm actually just as on the edge as you guys are. I have no idea where Georgia is going with this. She's planning out the next chapter right now… With her back facing me, so I can't see a thing. =| The first time I'll read Chapter 10 is when you guys first read it too. Sucks for me, right?

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