Only one thing I can say that is familiar to 'If We Hold On Together' fans...ECLARE FOREVER BABY!

Eli's POV

"Clare, come on, we don't need a babysitter. Ethan is 16 years old, ok?" I assure Clare, her worried and frantic as we're flying over to Miami this weekend. . Ok, so last time we went away I found out he's not a virgin. At least he didn't get Alex pregnant, and repeat his brother's past. Teen pregnancy is a burden in the family, and I want Ethan to avoid it. I love Julia, but Clare was only 17, and had the twins out of stress and fear. Clare paced around the living room, and I sighed. Clare held the phone book, searching numbers. "Babysitter, only charges $5 by the hour." Clare points out, and dials the number. "Hi! I'm Clare Goldsworthy and I'm interested in your babysitting service. I read the background check, and you said you babysit kids of all ages?" Clare greets. For the god I don't believe in's sake, he doesn't need a babysitter. "Great! He's 16 and he's so adorable!" Clare rambles, walking into the kitchen.

Ethan's POV

"This is so not fair!" I complain, as Alex Branch stands at the door. She seemed different, better even. Hey tight curls were softened, and turned into waves. She wore a lot less make up, was wearing a t-shirt a bit bigger than her size, capris and simple Levi's. She looked normal, and less fragile. But looks couldn't fool me. She was broken, and I'm not even sure if she's an alcoholic or not. She looked completely sober, and just perfect. "Don't worry Mr. and Mrs. Goldsworthy, Ethan's in safe hands." Alex assures Mom and Dad, and I roll my eyes. It's only been a week. Could she possibly be over me?

Every day it will rain, rain, rain...

No. She can't. She possibly can't. "Ok, bye. Be safe." She instructs, waving to my parents. I stood there, and she simply stared at me. Not longing, nor anger. Nor bitter, nor cold. None of those emotions after a breakup. None. So what happened. I remember what Mom told me after her and Dad broke up the first time. Did three months mean nothing? Did you flip a switch and erase me from your memory? I took you a year….a year to get over your ex! Did you ever love me at all? Mom's voice echoed, and after the recall she giggled. I was so stupid. Anti-anxiety meds. Naïve. Could that be it? "Are you taking meds?" I ask, and Alex turns to me. "No…actually I'm in rehab. For drug and alcohol addiction." Alex answers, smiling.

"Did you ever love me at all?" I snap. "Ethan…what we had. It wasn't exactly perfect. It was a mess, actually. I changed you, and your friends. I think the most professional thing to do is to act like nothing happened. Of course I loved you. Heck, I still do. But, I want to get better. You saw me more than the school slut, and I love you for that." Alex explains, and I laugh. Anything I could've done, I laughed. It wasn't the smartest choice, as Alex's face turned red.

"You've got to be kidding!" I laugh, cracking up. "No…" Alex mutters. "Tonight, I'm your babysitter. Nothing else. You can run off with Katelyn, I'm fine." Alex suggests. I'm about to open my mouth, and Alex puts her hand over me. "Professional." She whispers.

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