Can't Have You : Chapter Four

"Is that a yes or no?" Alex repeated. Justin fell silent for a moment. "An awnser this year would be nice." Alex said. "Alex, your my little sister." Alex's head dropped low and her chin drooped. With two fingers Justin raised Alex's chin so she was loking at him. "But, I like you too." Justin finished. Alex looked shocked. "Yes?! Really?" Justin smiled as the third bell rang. The two walked out of the closet. "Meet me in the lair, tonight okay?" Justin whispered. Alex nodded and the two parted ways.

The clock struck two AM in the Russo family. Justin had been waiting in the lair for Alex. He wore

blue checkered pajama pants and a white long sleeve shirt. Justin sighed. Where is she? Justin

thought. Justin rested his head against the couch. His eyes were almost closed when he heard

a soft voice call out his name. "Justin? You in here?" Justin raised his head. "Mhm, I'm in here,

whos out there?" Justin questioned, half awake. Alex walked up to Justin. "Santa Claus," Alex said

sarcastic. "Very funny, Lex." Alex smiled and took her seat next to Justin on the couch. Her pink

fluffy slippers dangled. She wore pink pants and a pink shirt with glitter that said Diva. "So you

wanted to see me tonight?" Alex said. Justin smiled a little. "Is that bad?" Justin questioned. Alex

smiled and shook her head no.

Alex moved closer to her brother. So close that she was practicaly breathing on him. Justin smiled pushing back all the thoughts that screamed for him not to. Alex looked down. "My head is driving me crazy." She whispered. "Mine, too." Justin whispered. Alex's eyes looked around on Justin's face. Justin and Alex grew silent and then Justin cleaed his throat. Alex looked up at him. "Kiss me." Alex whispered. Justin smiled a little as there lips met in a kiss. Thoughts raced through each of their minds as Alex deepened the kiss. Justin's tounge intertwind with Alex's. Justin shifted his body so Alex lay directly on top of him. Suddenly, the two heard faint voices outside the lair door. Quicly, they pulled apart from their deep make out sesion that had formed. "Ssshh!" Justin whispered in Alex's ear. Alex giggled lightly and rested her hand on Justin's shirt.

"Is someone it the lair?"

They heared her mother ask.

"Why would someone be?"

Their father reaplied.

"Okay.."

Suddenly, the door knob turned.

"Shit!"

Alex whispered. Her and Justin hopped off the couch and dashed for a hiding place.

"Hold it right there you two." Jerry demanded.

Both children spun around to be looking at the face of their parents. Alex bit her lip trying to think of an excuse as Justin played around with his fingers. Theresea had a look of shock and dissapointment.

"Why were you in here?" Jerry asked breaking the odd silence.

Alex blew out a deep breath and caught a look at Justin. Justin looked guilty, very guilty. Alex knew that this was as much her fault as it was his. After all, she was the one who made it a make out session.

"The truth is.." Justin began.

Panicked Alex interupted, "We were practicing new spells."

Jerry gave a light chuckle, recieving a glare from his wife.

"What?" Alex asked.

"Just the thought of you actually practicing spells." Jerry replied still laughing.

"Now what's the truth." Theresea said, looking from Alex to Justin.

Justin gave a nervous laugh looking from Alex who was giving the don't tell look, to his mom who's face demanded the truth.

"The truth is.." Justin sighed but again was interupted by Alex.

"I love Justin. This was all my idea, the make out, and what not."

Theresea's eyes widened.

"Can't say I didn't see this coming. Take a seat kids." Jerry said.