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Anna POV

I woke up to the bright sunlight filtering into my room through the cracks in my curtains. I sighed and nuzzled my head sideways, against the closest thing to me – Alex's arm. Then I remembered last night, falling asleep in his arms. Opening my eyes again, I slowly looked up and realized how close my face was to his and felt his slow, steady breathing in my face.

I looked at him and thought about our friendship. We had been friends since I visited Zack five years ago, and he introduced me to them at the first band practice of theirs I had been to.

Since then we'd gotten really close and could spill our deepest secrets out to each other-well, most of them. I've always gotten on with Alex better then the other boys, apart from Zack of course.

Deep down inside I think a part of me had always liked him more than a friend, and now I was only beginning to accept that, when I needed him the most.

He understands what it feels like to lose people you love, but I don't think I'm ready yet to talk about it.

Alex started to stir from his sleep, tightening his arms around me and turning over onto his other side and taking me with him.

Unfortunately, he was sleeping on the edge of the bed, which meant that I was toppling off the side of the bed, and because of Alex's arms around me, I dragged him down with me.

Screaming, we landed with a loud thud on the carpet, with him on top of me.

I watched as his eyes shot open and he took in his surroundings.

"Well good morning mister sleepy head," I said, jokingly.

I got a "hmph" in return as he dropped his head back on to my neck.

He didn't seem fussed about our positions so I decided I wouldn't be either.

It was now that Zack burst in to the room yelling something like "What was that loud bang?"

As soon as he saw us, his expression changed to unimpressed, as he mumbled " I'm not gonna even ask," and left the room, closing the door on his way out.

An awkward silence settled on the two of us as we look at each other.

"So...I'm gonna go have a shower," I said, breaking the silence.

"Okay," replied Alex, not moving.

"Uh, Alex? That means you need to get off me," I mumbled.

"Oh yeah, sorry," he said, embarrassed as he rolled off me and got up.

I giggled and got up to take a shower while Alex went downstairs.

~x~

After my shower I threw on a pair of black skinny jeans and a Glamour Kills t-shirt and left my hair down to dry. Padding downstairs barefoot, I smelt burning.

Going into the living room I found Zack and Alex watching T.V. on the sofa.

"Hey guys, what's that burning smell?" I asked them.

"Oh shit!" swore Zack, as he jumped up and ran to the kitchen that was connected to the living room. Grabbing Alex, we went to see what Zack was doing in the kitchen.

As we walked in Zack was laying down three plates of black stuff that was unrecognizable.

"So, breakfast looks nice," commented Alex, sarcastically.

"Yeah, I didn't know that charcoal was edible!" I said, just as sarcastic

Zack looked completely embarrassed and wordlessly threw the 'food' into the bin.

"We're having MacDonald's for breakfast what do you guys want?" questioned Zack.

"I'll have a Sausage McMuffin with Egg, and a coffee," ordered Alex.

"I'll have the same, thanks," I said. Nodding, Zack disappeared out the door.

"Now, I have to wait even longer to eat breakfast!" groaned Alex, as he walked back into the living room and falling onto the sofa.

Following him, I sat on the floor in front of him as he took up all of the sofa space.

"Alex you've not even been up that long!" I said, laughing at him.

"So? It's long for me and I would probably still be asleep if you hadn't pulled me on to the floor with you this morning!" he complained, pouting.

"That was so not my fault! If you didn't have your arms around me so strongly we never would have ended up on the floor," I said whilst turning around to face him and poking his arm to emphasize my point.

"And?" questioned Alex, who clearly had run out of comebacks in our mock fight.

"And? And what? And the fact that you almost – correction- did squish me? And the fact that you didn't get up when I said I was going to take a shower? And the fact that Zack walked in on us? And the fact tha..." my mini rant was cut short when Alex pressed his lips to mine.

At first I was frozen by shock, but then I started to kiss back, and as soon as I realized what we were doing I slowly pulled back from him.

"Sorry, I've been wanting to do that since yesterday, when you kissed me," whispered Alex, a blush creeping up on to his cheeks.

Smiling, I kissed him back and very soon we were making out of the sofa.

We were so into it we didn't hear the front door open and close, but we did hear Zack scream,

"WHAT THE FUCK?"

Dun dun dun!