Okay so I had to totally re-write this chapter because I was bored to death on the last one, it was about Mitchie's mom mad she took the car, Alex and Mitchie going to get ice-cream. I changed my mind okay. Enjoy this amazing chapter instead!

Also ahh you guys are amazing for telling me you like my stories and for everything else I'm just…ahhh thank you so much.

Alex's P.O.V

I stayed up half of the night listening to Mitchie breath. I thought I would have fell to sleep past the two hour mark, my eyes were indeed closed, but I guess my heart was pumping too much adrenalin into my blood stream. When I actually did get to sleep I was forced to remember everything I've been having to deal with in the past few months. I would lay in bed, flicking things across my room and never following where they landed. Mitchie's words were beating against my head. I never felt so alone in my life, I never thought she would be the one to do that. A hissing noise echoed around me and something created a crashing noise. I opened my eyes sitting up, Mitchie still next to me but things continued to shake.

"EARTHQUAKE!" I heard Max yell from his room. Mitchie was still sleep, she could sleep through anything. I ran my fingers across her arms but she didn't wake. I leaned into her pressing my lips against hers and her eyes shot open fast before I pulled back. My fingers gripped her arm before I hopped off the bed and pulled her into me, she was still a bit dazed as I lead her to my closet. I stood under the archway holding her close to me, my eyes were shut tight as car alarms went off outside. Lights flicked on and off and more of my books and things crashed against the wood floor.

"Wh…what's happening?" Mitchie finally asked her hands wrapped around my waist tight, her fingers locking behind me.

"Earthquake," I whispered to her as the house stopped moving. My heart was pounding hard and I could almost hear Mitchie's playing over mine. One of my hands were still holding onto the frame of my closet as the other one pressed into the girl's back.

"Alex are you okay?" My dad called out as I heard him making his way to the room. My breath hit Mitchie's hair and came back at me, warming my face before I swallowed hard and my room door came open. A flashlight went around the room before my dad brought it to my face. I squinted since he was blinding me.

"Oh Mitchie, um are you girls okay?" I nodded after my dad spoke. I guess everyone would know she was in the house now, but it was not like they would think.

"Jerry is Alex okay?" my mom asked as the house began shaking again, my dad dropped his flashlight and ran over towards us. The glistening moonlight played across his face as he ran and held the both of us in his arms. Max screamed from down the hall, Justin wasn't heard at all and my mom continued to say "oh god, oh god…oh god." Mitchie began squeezing me tight, I could barley breath as she held me. The house stopped moving again as more car alarms went off and a crackling noise was heard.

"Dad?" I asked with my eyes wide open. He looked down on me before the walking away from the archway, still with us in his arms.

"Teresa, boys downstairs," he said in a normal tone. When we entered the hall he let us go, reaching for my mom who was wobbling a bit and holding her stomach, she hated earthquakes almost as much as me and Max, but I somehow felt like I had to suck it all up for Mitchie.

"You can let go of me now," I told the girl as she nodded, her shaking form pulling away from me. I watched as she slowly grabbed the railing on the steps. I placed my fingers around her waist and walked next to her as my parents followed, Max and Justin already being in the kitchen.

"Okay so we had a earthquake and a aftershock, things look to be good," Justin called out as he flicked the light switch. "No power though."

"We can clearly see that genius," I called out to the boy as I sat Mitchie against a dining room table.

"Where are those other flashlights?" my mom called out as my dad began pulling open drawers. We could barley see each other, the doors from the patio that let in the moonlight was our only source at the moment.

"Mitchie how do you like earthquakes?" Max asked the girl sitting next to her. I was standing behind the chair I placed her in watching my parents and Justin search for lights.

"I don't like them much, my heart is racing, feel," she reached for the boy's hand and placed it up to her chest. Max looked up at me and I smiled. He didn't know if it was okay or not and I mean she only wanted him to feel her heart beat. When she dropped his hand he stumbled over his words.

"That's…umm….nice," he looked away as I giggled before sitting on the table. Mitchie placed her fingers in my lap facing me before she laid her head against me.

"I found two," my dad sounded so excited as he gave my mom one. "I guess we should see if something's messed up in the shop, Justin you're in charge, watch all of them," my dad said as my mom followed him down the stairs.

"Mitchie when did you get here?"

"Does it matter?" I said placing my fingers in the girl's hair. She had her eyes closed, breathing against me, her fingers tapping my legs gently.

"How come the power always goes out when you come over, you're a evil wizard," Justin joked as the lights flicked on. Mitchie pulled away and Max jumped up shaking his butt screaming.

"I won't die tonight cause the lights came back on…uh huh"

"LIGHTS ARE ON," my dad yelled as if we didn't know. "BACK TO BED." What was the point of us coming downstairs if they were going to make us go back to bed? I sighed, walked past Justin grabbed a orange juice and walked up the stairs with Mitchie in toe. I closed the room door before flicking on my room light and sitting at the computer desk.

"Thanks for waking me"

"I had to," I whispered sipping against the straw.

"Really?" she smiled before crossing her legs on the edge of the bed where she sat.

"I wasn't going to let you die"

"Who said anything about dying? You love me"

"You know I love you," I mumbled from under the straw.

"It just feels great hearing you say it again," I stopped, swallowed the liquid and stared at the girl.

"This doesn't change the fact that I'm still mad at you"

"And I love you too," she said ignoring what I just said.

"I mean it"

"I love you Alex," I turned away from her sipping on my orange juice again as she cleared her throat.

"I love you too," I spoke softly not wanting to smile at the girl, because although I was pissed, I was breaking to her charm.

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The next morning I was dressed before ten in some shorts, boots, striped socks and a solid orange shirt. My hair sat in a pony tail as I waited for Mitchie to change. She was wearing my clothes since she didn't bring any. When she was finished she walked out in a white ruffled skirt, which I know wasn't mine and a black and green top, which was.

"So you girls are talking again I see!" my mom stated as we watched her pull things towards the front door.

"Clearly," I said rolling my eyes before crossing my arms. We were going to the beach since my mom wanted to get away from the mess in the restaurant, while my dad stayed behind with a few of his friends to clean it up.

"Well I'm glad, I missed this," my mom shook me before patting Mitchie's shoulder.

"I just missed all you guys," the girl added as I narrowed my eyes at her. She shrugged as we made it down the steps, my dad and Justin carrying a cooler, blankets, towels and our swim bags to the truck. Once outside and everything was loaded Mitchie walked away and called her mom. I watched as she spoke in the phone, her face frowning before she pleaded. I knew she pleaded because she faced me before looking away and gripping the phone tightly, making her knuckles pale out. Then a smile crossed her face, and I heard her squeal and hang up running towards me.

"What did she say?" I asked as she stopped running and placed her hands behind her back.

"My lips are sealed," she giggled before coming into me, this time her lips were warm, which was weird, I swear a spark shot through me cause when she pulled away I couldn't make the tingling sensation stop. Max sat between us in the car, she was making me give in faster than I thought. I didn't even tell her to stop anymore, at this rate we'd be in bed together by tonight.

"Oh god," I said out loud. The idea was amazing, but it would be rushed.

"He's my god too," Mitchie said as Max shook his handheld game and pushed my arm. I was going to swing at him but I decided against it. We were a few miles out of Waverly, almost at the beach and our small beach house that we barley visited. Justin should never be in the front and in control of a freaking radio, it was stupid whatever he was listening to. I didn't like it so he should have never cut the crap on. When my mom stopped the car I hopped out fast, Max behind me and Mitchie on the other side. I stood by Justin's door as he opened it. I placed my thumb and middle fingers together and ran it across the boys head thumping him.

"I call shot gun on the way back against your shitty music," he was clueless rubbing his head as my mom opened the trunk. The boys set up everything near the beach, no one was out since school was still in session, but then again it was the weekend. I pulled m clothes off exposing my swim suit, a two piece in all of it baby power blue glory. But Mitchie, she should have kept her cloths on. Her swim suit was distracting me, the top was a "v" cut with small rhinestones outlining the entire thing with the bottoms to match, its white and yellow design so flawless.

"The water is great," Justin ran up to me with a beach ball, he was already completely soaked. "Come on, lets play water-volley, me and Mitchie against you and Max."

"Deal," I said running over grabbing the little boy from his sand castled and toy horses as we ran to the water to the thing net her somehow got up.

"BE CAREFUL," I heard my mom scream as I shot her a thumbs up and watched Mitchie next to Justin as the came into the water. Justin served and I counteracted hitting the thing back as Mitchie reached up to get it, but a incoming wave knocked her backwards.

"Yes point," I said as Max laughed along with me.

"My serve," Mitchie said, I could see her aiming the thing for me. I blew kissy faces at her as she bit her bottom lip and served the ball.

"Get it," Max screamed as I watched it almost fly by my head I splashed against another wave but not before hitting the ball up Max saved my hit and knocked it back to the other side as Justin and Mitchie went after it together. I stood by waiting for the ball to come back but it landed against Mitchie's face. I cupped my mouth before Max and I stared at each other.

"Sorry," I yelled over before diving into the small three feet of water, going under the net and meeting Mitchie and Justin. She was fine when she stood up, it hit her forehead and I was relieved, but a small circle still sat on her head. 'I'm so sorry," I grabbed her fingers and pulled her into me, hugging her tightly but that was a mistake. Our wet skin in these swimsuits, knocking into each other made it feel like we had noting on. A pounding sensation took over everything between my legs and I pulled back locking eyes with Mitchie.

"I'm out," I said turning towards the shore as Max screamed.

"No fair, then its two against one"

"I'm out too," Mitchie said running up next to me. I faced her before trailing my eyes across her face smiling and looking away.

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We sat in the sand for hours, a few times watching Max building trenches and having a large wave fill them with sand again, watching Justin fly a kit, or watch both boys try to teach my mom to stand up on her wake board.

"I love when its like this, just me and you," Mitchie and I were pretty tanned, not a lot but enough. The sun was orange and touching the water far out.

"Are you going to apologize?" I asked waiting for her to say anything else.

"About?"

"You leaving me"

"Oh," she began shaking the sand off her hands before standing on her knees and shifting into me. She gripped my cheeks. "Alexis Marie Russo…" her eyes searched my face.

"Go on," I whispered.

"I am completely sorry for hurting you…," she pecked me, it was fast as her lustful eyes gazed onto me again, "I'm sorry for leaving you," she kissed me again, "and I'm sorry for anything else you want me to be sorry for," she crawled into my lap, sitting inward, letting her hands now rest against my shoulders. "And you're sorry for being stubborn right?"

"No," I answered truthfully as she rolled her eyes and let her hands slide down my body. If my mom wasn't in the water we would so not be even doing this right now. Her hands slid across my neck, down the middle of my body, across my breast and to my belly button. Mitchie watched her hands before scooting into me more, and hell there was no much closer she could get.

"Mom's coming," a whisper shot out and I saw Justin running to the cooler. I held Mitchie's waist not letting her move before I leaned back.

"Act like you're burying me," I said as she nodded, smiling before she scooped piles of sand across my legs and stomach before my mom came. Mitchie also covered her own legs, she was still against me.

"Its dinner time before we head back," my mom passed by with no clue. Mitchie laid against me, kissing me tenderly as I closed my eyes, I didn't want the sad falling into my eyes. She whispered against me.

"I love you sooo much"

"I know," she giggled before sliding her tongue across my bottom lip. I told myself that we couldn't rush back into thing although my body was burning to do so. I let her slid her tongue into my mouth, we battled for a few seconds to take control before I pushed up on her and she stopped.

"Dinner," I said as she nodded and climbed off. My mom didn't suspect anything although both of us was covered in sand.

"Girls go wash that off in the house really quick, we have to leave in thirty," my mom said and something about her saying that scared me. Mitchie smiled grabbing my fingers and I walked close by.

"Mitchie we're just rinsing this stuff off that's all"

"Okay," she smiled and her voice was just way too excited. Was it wrong that I gave in so early? She didn't even have to try to apologize for a long time, after four months she broke me into giving in only two days later. The beach house was huge, two floors, seven rooms and four bathrooms. Mitchie dropped my hand and walked into the largest bathroom on that floor.

"You first," I said as she pulled me in the bathroom. We both stepped into the glass shower big enough for four wrestlers. The water was cold at first, I shoved Mitchie under it, laughing as she screamed before the warmth hit our bodies.

"I'm going to turn blue"

"Yeah right, we're both tan right now," I told her as I reached for the shower head but was met with Mitchie placing her arms around my neck and wrapping her legs around me. I crashed hard against the tile wall, my back aching from the impact and her lips bruising mine fast.

"No Mitchie…..stop," I pleaded at first before it sounded like a demand.

"Alex I want this," she was obviously missing me a little bit then me missing her. She was almost like a cat in heat or something.

"Mitch, not in out beach house, it's a clean house," I said as she pressed her lips back into mine. Her fingers quickly loosened my bikini top.

"No," I said pulling her hands down and making her stand up, but my top fell against the shower floor. I covered myself with one hand and went down to grab my top but Mitchie tossed it out of the shower. Her hands came desperately back to my body, she shoved me against the wall, and I do mean shoved. She closed her eyes pressing her body hard against mine before fiddling with her own top before it came loose.

"Mitchie no, gah," I kissed her before holding her arms. My breast exposed to the air and water crashing against it. "Stop." She did so for a while as I covered my chest against before she dropped her own top onto the floor. She began tugging the strings on her hips. I watched her, I haven't seen her beautiful body in so long that my heart stopped when the fabric fell to the floor. She looked the way she did last, but then again how was she going to change. She reached for my hand and I didn't stop her and she guided my fingers across her breast, she gulped before walking into me and grabbing my other hand. She held my hands against her, she never moved her eyes from mine as I moved my lips slowly, the words wouldn't come out and she slid her fingers across my arms and onto my chest. I sucked in a lot of air before falling against the wall again, the wall felt safer than standing alone. She wrapped her arms around me again, my fingers still cupping her breast.

"Mitchie are you in here," I swear I died for a few seconds, a flash of red came by me or something because my mom's voice scared me to near death.

"Y..eah," the brunette whimpered out, the both of us still entangled between the other.

"Where's Alex…why is her top in here? Is she in there with you," the both of us faced each other, our eyes huge like golf balls before Justin screamed.

"Alex is upstairs mom," I could always count on him to save me. My mom shifted out of the bathroom and Mitchie and I pulled away form each other. I shut the water off as Mitchie pulled her clothes on in the small space as I grabbed my top and ran the back way up the stairs just to come out of the front.

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'Its time to go"

"I'm hungry"

"Well you can eat at home," my mom said as we hopped in the car. I was glad I called he front because Mitchie had my body burning still, it felt so wrong to be in the car with your family when you felt so much pressure that needed to be relieved.

"Are you going home Mitchie?" My mom asked as I answered before the girl.

"Yes…oh yes," I covered my face as my mom gazed at me and continued forward. Justin tapped my shoulder and I faced him. His smile was huge before he showed me three fingers. I owed him three times, great.

Wooo way better than the last chapter I wrote. I will be thanking some reviewers in the next chapter because I love you all.