A/N hey guys sorry it's been so long, i came up with a plan to update as soon as possible, but of course it didn't work out. Anyway, i don't own this and enjoy!

Alex woke up the next morning with Justin's arm draped across her body and his face burrowed into her shoulder. She was pressed against him and their legs were tangled together. Justin's familiar warmth was comforting and she was about to pretend to be asleep just so they wouldn't have to move, but that was the moment he woke up and got up.

He had to bribe Alex with pancakes to make her get up, but of course she refused to help cook them. They went downstairs to the quiet kitchen. He had the radio going softly in the kitchen and Alex could hear him humming along. He was cooking bacon as well as the pancakes as Alex painted in the next room. The huge picture windows were letting in all the morning sun and Alex felt more at peace then she had in a long while. The smell of paint mixed surprisingly well with the scent of cooking breakfast. She absentmindedly wondered what their life would be like if they were together.

They would've lived in a house with lots of windows. It would have an upstairs loft where she could paint and a back porch where they would watch the sunset together every evening. They would fall asleep together and wake up together; just like how it is now. He would make her breakfast as she painted. He would write cheesy love songs and play guitar and serenade her. He would bring home flowers just because. They would fight but he would let her win. He would live little sticky notes reminding her to water the plants or get the groceries. She imagined little dark haired children running around a back yard. He would be so good with them.

Suddenly, his loud voice broke her out of her daydream. "Hey Alex, I'm making a fruit smoothie, do you want one too?" He called from the kitchen.

"Y-yeah!" She answered shakily.

She looked down at the painting she had done without even paying attention. It was a painting of her daydream. In the painting, Alex sitting on a bench on the back porch of an old fashioned farm house that was white with blue shutters. Justin was chasing two dark haired kids and they were laughing as they ran away from him. It was early evening. There was an old oak tree with jam-jar lanterns hanging from it. They all looked so peaceful and happy. In the painting, Alex was grinning and watching her husband and kids lovingly.

"What are you painting?" Justin asked, poking his head out from around the doorframe to the kitchen.

"Nothing!" She said quickly.

He had a confused look on his face, but didn't question her further. "Well, breakfast will be ready in five minutes. I think you're going to like it!"

She smiled awkwardly at his enthusiasm. She ran upstairs with her painting. She looked at it one last time before she shoved it to the back of the closet. She briefly considered destroying it, but she just... couldn't. But she didn't want to look at it. She knew it was a stupid fantasy.

She went to have breakfast with Justin. She was quiet, but he didn't make her talk to him. That was one of the things she liked best about him. He didn't push her.

After they ate, he tried to cheer her up. Because even though he didn't know what was wrong, he knew she wasn't alright.

"Let's go swimming!" He exclaimed suddenly.

"Ugh, fine." She drawled.

He ran down the beach cheering as he went. She refused to allow herself to check out his broad back or cute ass. She just wouldn't. She sullenly walked down to the water's edge. She dipped one toe in, but took a step back.

"Come on, Alex." Justin said, already dripping wet and standing a few feet away from her.

She crossed her arms over her blue bikini and pouted. He smiled and gently held his hand out for her to take. He disarmed her with that smile, so without thinking, she took his hand slowly. He grinned and yanked her forwards, causing her to fall into the deep blue ocean.

"JUSTIN!" She shrieked loud enough to cause the seagulls sitting on the beach to fly away in fear.

"Yeah?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

She splashed him back and he jumped at her, his hands running down her wet side. She shivered and swam off. He swam after her picked her up in the water. She made him carry her around in the ocean for a good hour until he dropped her, causing her to attack him with renewed passion. They fought and wrestled in the water, until a raindrop fell between them.

"Alex, we should get out of the water." Justin said worriedly. "It's not safe to be in the water in a storm."

"It's not a storm, it's just raining." She pointed out. "And it's kind of nice being in the water while it's raining."

She floated in the water with her eyes shut. She could feel water all around her. She heard Justin sigh and smiled. She ducked her head under water and then floated upwards again. It was relaxing and thrilling at the same time. She opens one eye to see Justin staring at her.

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing." He half-smiles at her. "You're just something else."

"Something good I hope." She said stiffly and shuts her eyes again. Her ears are half in the water, so it's a little hard to hear. But she swears that she heard Justin say, "Something perfect."

She is nearly asleep when Justin grabs her arms roughly and pulls her towards him.

"Alex, we have to go in now." He said, a note of panic in his voice. "I see lightning."

She wasn't an idiot. She knew that being in water during a lightning storm was dangerously stupid. But unfortunately, they had floated much farther out then she had thought. She clasped hands with Justin and they swam back to the beach and Emma's house they could distantly see. They didn't let go of each other until they were safely on land. He was stronger than she was, so it was mostly Justin dragging Alex back. When she collapsed onto the beach she was panting with fatigue and coughing out ocean water.

"Come on." He murmured to her and helped her to her feet. He held her in his arms all the way to Emma's back porch where they left their towels. He wrapped a fuzzy green towel around her tightly before grabbing his own towel.

They stood watching the storm for a minute in silence. The lightning flashed against the rolling ocean and thunder crashed, making the sky shake. She leaned tiredly against Justin and he let her. She looked up to see him watching her, some deep pain in his eyes. Longing, maybe. She kept looking into his dark eyes.

"Alex-" He started to say huskily, but she cut him off.

She didn't know why she did it. She kissed him. She had to stand on her tip-toes and he had to lean down. He snaked a strong arm around her waist and pulled her closer. She tangled her fingers in his wet hair and he ran a finger down her spine. He tasted of seawater and mint. They kissed and kissed and kissed until it seemed that the world would explode from the passion they felt for each other.

But then she pushed away from him. She couldn't look at him. She wrapped her arms around herself and stared out into the ocean. She chanced a glance at him, to see him staring at her with swollen lips and lust in his eyes. She imagined she looked the same way.

"Alex-" He started to say again, but once again, she wouldn't let him.

"Don't." She hissed firmly and ran upstairs.

She slammed her bedroom door shut and ripped off her bathing suit and pulled on the fleeciest, thickest pajamas she owned. She went out of her way to not look at herself in the mirror and climbed into bed. She pulled the covers over her head and slid down to the bottom of the bed. She shut her eyes. She had never been more ashamed of herself. For one thing, she cheated on her boyfriend. For another, she cheated with her brother. And even though he wasn't her brother by blood, she had gone eighteen years thinking that he was her older brother. She was so confused. She whimpered and tried to hold in her tears. She just wanted her mother.

A/N yay a jalex kiss! And alex is confused about her feelings. Pretty please with jalex on top review? Thank you and happy easter!