A/N this story has come a long way. I was never originally going to continue with it after the first chapter, but all the great support i got from you guys was totally worth it! Oh and for some reason, fanfiction wont let me respond to reviews, i don't know why. So here is one big THANK YOU for anyone who has cared enough to drop me a note about what they think of my story.

Alex padded across the cool wooden floor down the now familiar path to her new boyfriend's bedroom. She opened the door and slipped inside. She took a flying leap and landed beside him on the bed. He grunted in surprise and she smirked.

"Hi." She said simply.

"You're going to be the death of me." He groaned, but he was smiling.

She snuggled down under his covers and pressed up against him. One of her latest joys was sneaking into his room and seeing how far she could go before he would kick her out because he 'didn't want to do anything with his mother fifteen feet away'. She rubbed her barefoot in slow circles against his ankle, making him shiver. She grinned.

"Alex..." He growled, making her shiver.

She settled for kissing the base of his throat – the highest point on him she could reach without wiggling up – and moving closer to him. He put his arms around her and sighed, she could feel it rumbling throughout his entire body.

They were quiet for a moment. She loved the night time because while she teased and kissed him, she loved just laying with him being silent. It was comforting like a warm blanket. There were no expectations and she could finally let her guard down. Just laying with him in the darkness was the easiest thing in the world.

"How long have you been in love with me?" She asked him suddenly.

She could tell she had surprised him.

"I-I don't know." He finally said. "I guess... well, the vacation was when I first noticed that something was... different between us. And then it progressed from there. But I didn't put a name to that feeling until just a few months ago."

"Really? What was it that made you realize?" She asked in genuine honesty.

"It was your prom." He said with a contrite expression. "You walked down those stairs to the restaurant in that red dress... the customers were cheering and wolf-whistling. You were so beautiful." He said with a touch of awe in his voice. His gaze was slightly reminiscent, as if he was seeing something Alex wasn't.

She remembered that night. She remembered the skin tight scarlet red dress that had a plunging neckline and pooled around her sharp black stilettos. She remembered spending two hours getting her hair just right and the way she actually felt pretty as she stood in front of her full length mirror and stared at herself. Her ebony hair was twisted into an elegant knot and her lips were a slash of red against her pale skin. She had dressed up for Mason, but felt surprisingly pleased that Justin – her brother – couldn't take his eyes off of her. She flaunted herself in front of him and she didn't even know why. But after she had walked down the winding staircase and out the restaurant door with Mason, Justin wasn't there when she got back.

Alex frowned as she remembered, "Why didn't you speak to me after that night? You noticed the way I looked, I know you did, but you refused to even be in the same room with me after that! You didn't look into my eyes for weeks!"

He lowered his eyes in shame, "Imagine realizing that you were in love with your sister." He said quietly. "I was so ashamed. I didn't want to be near you because I wanted you so badly and I knew I could never have you. But then I figured, I might as well just try and get over it. It was like having a terminal illness, I could let it take over my life or I could just let it go and hoped it faded with time."

Alex was distraught. She couldn't imagine how painful it must've been to long for someone who you could never even hope to be with. And she was still going out with Mason, which must've been even worse for him.

Alex kissed Justin. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "But at least we're together now."

He kissed her back. She loved kissing him. It was definitely her favourite hobby. He made her heart beat double-time and her toes tingle.

"How long have you loved me?" He asked her.

Alex didn't want to tell him that it wasn't as long as he had loved her. But she didn't want to lie. "I only realized it a couple of days ago when I broke up with Beau. But I had definitely been having the same sort of feelings, I just ignored them."

He shook his head mockingly, "Oh Alex," He said with a smirk. "You are so clueless."

"Hey!" She exclaimed indignantly. She smacked him in the face with a pillow. He shrieked like a girl then hit her back, but much more gently.

She hit him again and then they had to try and stifle their giggles as to not wake Emma. They continued the pillow fight until an especially loud snore from Emma decided they better quit. The settled with just laying next to each other and listening to two hearts that beat as one.

"I really love you." Justin turned to her and said.

"I really love you too." She whispered back. When she was with Justin, she didn't feel embarrassed about her feelings or emotions because she knew he would never judge her for them. She told him twenty times a day that she loved him, if she felt like it, where she never did that with any of her past boyfriends because she was too scared of damaging her reputation. But she wasn't scared with Justin.

She woke up and realized with a sense of panic that she must've fallen asleep with him. They never fell asleep together, they were too afraid of Emma walking in and finding them. Alex scrambled out of the tangle of sheets and out of his door. She raced back to her own room and leaped into her bed just in time for Emma to knock on her door asking if she wanted scrambled eggs or waffles.

Justin and Alex actually had a good routine. One of them would go to the other's room late at night and they would make out until they were almost asleep, and then they would leave so they didn't fall asleep together and accidently get caught. The throughout the day, they would steal kisses from each other without Emma noticing. It was like a game. A game Alex was currently winning. The objective of the game was to kiss the other without Emma seeing. If Emma saw, it was game over. Big time. The only reason Alex was in the lead was that Justin was too frightened of taking the risk. She was currently beating him six to three.

They were sitting around the kitchen table and Emma had just turned her back to get the juice. Alex used that split-second to lunge across the table, kiss her boyfriend then leap back just in time. Justin just looked stunned.

"Seven to four." She said in a very low voice. "Better catch up if you want to win!"

Emma hadn't heard, "Alex do you want a banana?"

"Yes please," Alex said, winking at Justin. "I love bananas. Mmmm..." She bit into it seductively, trying not to laugh at the expression of frustrated longing in her boyfriend's eyes.

A little while later, Justin cornered Alex in the window room where she was painting.

"Alex, you have to be a bit more subtle!" He begged, "She's going to find out!"

Alex shrugged. She then winked at him and sashayed her hips over to him. She traced her finger up his chest then kissed him hard.

She then heard a gasp behind them. They broke apart quickly, but not quickly enough. For there stood Emma with an expression of shock and disbelief etched onto her face.

A/N ooh! Cliffhanger! Lol pretty please with jalex on top review?