I have this gross pimple on my chin, I'm so going to get rid of it before class tomorrow. I usually apply rubbing alcohol onto my face, talk about harsh treatment. Anyway, so I was tempted to write this last night, but I was too busy with a Princess Protection Program one shot. Its cute, and the end is getting scary, you know guns and fighting and what not. But other then that, its all good. Guys, you ALL left long reviews, I was so shocked that I screamed and scared my family members. And then I read over them a few times, thanks so much, I was on cloud nine, and will be for the next few days, so thanks and enjoy.

PS. Although this chapter is the same length as the others, it's going to seem longer because of all the words. And uh, these scenes always make me feel awkward when writing them.

I was tapping my bare feet against the carpet of my floor as I sat on the edge of my bed. My guitar laid next to me as I ran my fingers over the strings a few more time. It was getting late, or dark at least. I was still waiting for Alex to come over, and all of a sudden I felt stupid for actually dressing up. I found an above the knee black dress with thin straps in the back of my closet, so I put it on without hesitation, but now I was having second thoughts about it.

"Honey dinner is ready." My mom appeared in the doorway, staring at me before she smiled. "What are you up to?"

"Nothing." I told her, shaking my head before standing.

"Mitchie you're all dressed up. Your hair is curled, what are you up to?"

"Nothing." I repeated, grabbing my black sandals before making it out into the hall and down the steps. I was hoping Alex would have been here by now. I bit on my bottom lip before stepping into the dining room where the meal was set up. My dad was on one end of the table and my mom joined him across to the other side. I sat in my usual chair, in the middle of both of them.

"Whow pumpkin, you look…" My dad began as I rose my hand.

"Dad, don't say it." I continued to tap my feet against the floor before grabbing a few spoonfuls of rice to place on my plate. I didn't touch the meat, which my mother happily placed on my plate anyway.

"Are you going out tonight?" My dad asked, just before he sipped some wine.

"I am." I answered, straight and simple and to the point.

"With Alex?"

"Yes, who else?" I asked, raising my eyebrow as he chuckled.

"Just checking." I finished my rice, not really wanting anything else, and excused myself form the table. I was back in my room, staring at myself once again. I wasn't going to wear a black dress, considering that my black hair kind of matched and it would just be too much, you guess it, black. I walked into my closet, pushing clothes aside before thumbing over a few things. Just in the back was a few more sort of dancing dresses. A red one, just the length of the one I was in now, with no straps, which opened freely at the bottom. Another dress which was silver, with thin straps that crisscrossed in the back and another black dress with a small beaded design, with a slice up the thigh.

"Great Mitchie. You have nothing to wear." I told myself aloud just before pulling off my black dress, letting it fall to the floor. I glanced over all the dresses and sighed loudly. "Red or silver?" I didn't expect me to answer aloud, but of course I did, which was the first signs that you were losing it. Its great to talk to yourself, but when you start answering, be afraid, be very afraid. I slid the silver dress on, letting the straps smoothly kiss my skin. It was silk, and every time it rubbed against me, it sent chills up my spine. Just seconds later I was back on my bed, this time laying on my back as my feet hung off the side.

"So bored." I sighed, staring at my ceiling, trying to see if I connect the small specks with other ones. I didn't hear anyone come up the stairs and soon I felt fingers against my leg, and they weren't my own. I quickly sat up only to knock heads with the person in front of me. We both let out whimpers.

"God Mitchie, you and your big head." Alex whined as I rubbed my head, sitting up on my elbows to look at her. She was still standing in front of me.

"Well you were the weirdo that just came in and started touching me."

"I wouldn't of done that if I knew this would happen." Alex brushed her fingers over her head as I laid back down. It felt like my brain was shaken up in my head, and I just wanted it to stop. My bed sheets began to rustle as I looked up at the girl again. Alex was crawling on top of me.

"Hey stop that, my parents are in the house." I hit her arm as she pouted, moving away as I stood. Alex was actually dressed in all black. Black jeans, and a thin black button down top, opened two buttons down at the collar.

"You look amazing." Alex gasped out as I giggled.

"I didn't think so, but thank you. And you look, amazing too." I pulled on the base of Alex's shirt as she shrugged.

"I'm a stud tonight." Her words caused me to giggle before I glanced at her hair. It was placed into a ponytail, as she slid her hands into her pocket.

"You…" I caught my laughter before shaking my head. "Never mind." I giggled to myself, before sliding on my shoes and placing my fingers against Alex's arm. "Lets go."

"After you." She told me as I giggled again.

"This is too weird." I shook my head, walking out first as we met my parents on the bottom step. My dad was giggling along with me, no wonder where I get it from. But it was the fact that neither of us seen Alex, almost as dressy as I was.

"Don't stay out too late, Teresa called and said she was taking you two shopping." My mom informed us, as we both nodded, leaving out side. The night air was cool, a bit chilling actually. I squeezed Alex's arm a bit before we separated, climbing in her mom's truck on different sides. I could see a key on the dashboard, so I lifted it, showing it to Alex.

"Is this Justin's key?"

"Yeah. I hope he doesn't look for it."

"Me too. Isn't it a bit creepy that we're going to this place your brother has just to…" I didn't say it. I wasn't going to say it.

"You can say it Mitchie, just to play bump bump in the night."

"Shut up." I swatted the girl with my hand as she defensively started the car.

"You're always abusing me. If we're going to make things work, you have got to stop hitting me." Alex laughed, pulling away form my house.

"Well you need to be abused." I hit her again, just as she turned a local corner. I focused on where we were going. Some parts of Waverly looked beautiful at night, and some parts were too dark to even get a full view. I pressed the window button, so I'd be able to stick my hand out the window. The air grazed my skin, causing goose bumps to arise.

"Look at all these lights." I was gazing deeply at the way this particular road was lit up. There were no street lights, just candles flickering in windows, as the road below had small squares lighting the path. Some of the buildings even had white light bulbs that seemed to make this small street even more appealing. I felt fingers brushing up against me leg, as I got stiff. Facing Alex, as she continued to drive. She was reaching for something, so I tapped her hand.

"Alex." I pointed to the girl, "don't." I looked at the door and handed her a piece of paper with words on them.

"I swear you're so violent. I have to live my entire life with someone as violent as you, I'm scared." Alex giggled as I rolled my eyes. She stopped at the edge of the paved road, gazing up at a two story building.

"Wow. Justin has taste." I ran my fingers against the door handle as we both climbed out, staring at the place a bit longer. The house was built with gray bricks, just as the others, with beautiful railed porches and large windows.

"My brother chose this? He had to of had help." Alex grabbed my hand as I followed her up to the door. She unlocked it quickly, as we stepped inside. The darkness on the inside was only lit by a single false candle in the window.

"Great illusion." I giggled as Alex flicked on a light switch by the door. To the right were the steps leading upstairs, and to the left, the living room was covered in beautiful furniture. There was a large three person sofa and two love seats all sitting across from a in-wall television. The black carpet matched the vases that decorated the walls. There were a few glass pieces here and there, as I slowly stepped into the space.

"How could Justin afford this?" I asked still in awe. I ran my fingers across a small figurine that was hand painted, it had to be.

"This is nice. A little creepy for my brother, but nice."

"Lets see the rest of the house." I encouraged Alex as she locked the door and I traveled into the next room. There was a hole, maybe the size of two long bed pillows in the wall. It exposed the kitchen to the living room. I walked in, staring at the granite counters and silver appliances, all coming together with the black cabinets.

"I feel like I've see this place." Alex told me, as I faced her.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Weird huh?" She asked, walking to the fridge and pulling it open. I admired the island table, it was so beautiful.

"Look at this." Alex drew my attention to her, "root bear, cola, grape. I think Justin is planning on having a party or something. This fridge is packed."

"Then maybe we shouldn't be here."

"Mitch don't be such a chicken. Come on, lets look at the rest of the place."

We both made it upstairs, spotting an end table pressed against the wall between the first bathroom and a bedroom. Each room was colored in a soft brown, with a dark green backdrop.

"Check this out." Alex called to me, as I went down the hall. "A kind sized bed. Now this is the life." She hopped on the bed, before jumping from side to side. "Come up."

"And jump on a bed? Uh no thank you. I'd rather not." I glanced around at the white finished dressers and end tables. The room was painted a yellowish color, with glass objects here and there.

"Come on Mitch, you know you want to."

"I definitely, do not, want to jump on the bed in this dress." I moved over to a wall mirror that seemed as if it should be in a dance studio.

"But, I really would like if you jumped with me."

"No." I shook my head, walking out of the room and across the hall. Inside sat a large classical piano, finished in a dark black with polished keys. A guitar sat on a stand next to it, and next to that was a set of microphones. I wondered what in the world Justin could be doing in this place, because I never knew about it, and I love to sing. I stepped over to the piano, noticing that the room had no windows. I suppose it was enforced with some type of sound reducing equipment. I slid my fingers over the piano keys, gently smiling before I did the same to the neck of the guitar.

"Whoa. Cool music room." Alex stepped over towards a bookshelf that I hadn't noticed. It was filled with different music books and notepads and what have you.

"I think I just fell in love." I whispered.

"With me again? Damn I'm good." Alex smiled as I smiled, facing the piano once more.

"Does Justin play?" I asked. I knew the boy my entire life, and I guess he could play without me knowing, I suppose.

"Not that I know of, but then again we all know a little piano. My mom forced us to take lessons at seven, remember?" Alex asked as I nodded. A photo above the piano had are letters in a frame, colored in gold, reading, Let your heart be your guide.

"Let your heart be your guide," I whispered the words after reading them as Alex came over to me.

"I'm telling you Mitch, this place is a bit creepy."

"I think its perfect." I was seriously taken by the place as Alex shook her head and grabbed my fingers.

"Well as perfect as this place is, we're going to defile my brother's apartment."

"Don't say that." I pouted as she pulled me along with her, and back into the room across the hall.

"Its kind of weird to be doing this."

"Mitch, you promised."

"Yeah I know, but…this place just seems so…" Alex let my hand go, walking off into the nearby closet before flicking on its light.

"Can you cut that light off in there?"

"I could, but I won't." I joked, walking over to flick the light off. On the ceiling was small specks of silver and gold, twinkling. "Alex look at this."

"Look at what?" She walked out, staring up to where I was pointing before she nodded. "This must be my brother's player's pad. Never thought he had it in him."

"Hilarious Alex, really." I pressed my back against the door as Alex moved onto the bed. I was still transfixed by the place. I heard a small popping noise, as I faced the girl. She was pouring something into a glass, but I had no idea where either item came from. I moved over to her, climbing next to her as I stood on my knees as she tilted the glass in my direction.

"What's that and where did it come from?" I asked, smelling the contents. It wasn't extremely strong, but it still smelt a little off.

"What does it look like? I took it from my mom's stash, and yes, Teresa Russo has a stash. Its usually for cooking but.." Alex shrugged as I shook my head.

"We don't drink."

"True, I hate drinking, but we aren't drinking it. We're going to sip it. Only this glass." Alex handed it to me again as I took it. She closed the rest and placed it on the floor as I focused on the glass.

"Its only wine right?" I asked as Alex nodded. She reached for the cup, sipping it slightly before sticking out her tongue.

"Check, wine is gross." She nodded to herself as I sipped a little. It was like a shock to my taste buds, by how surprisingly tangy it was.

"Okay, enough of that." She plucked the glass from my fingers as I sat down, my knee throbbing slightly. I slid my fingers through my curls, pushing my hair behind my back and then over one shoulder. Alex faced me, smiling as I giggled. I watched her as she walked her fingers up my hand, creating small circles as he went up my arm. I took a deep breath when she came to my shoulder, just before I crawled into her lap. I was so close that she dropped her hand as used her lips to kiss my collar bone. I closed my eyes, breathing slowly, pushing all thoughts out of my head, as her other hand wrapped around my back. I tilted my head, as I laid against Alex, my lips pressed into her neck as I slowly kissed her. She was using her hands once more, this time making them dance against my silk dress. I could feel everything she was doing, the fabric was so thin and smooth that I actually found myself using my nails to grip Alex's waist. She tapped my exposed back, before sliding her fingers under the straps, plucking the fabric away from me as I took a deep breath, pressing into her more. I could now feel the straps pressing into the middle of my arm, the silk was smooth to the touch. Alex slid her fingers up to my shoulder, and soon, one of her hands was circling over and over again against the back of my neck. I can't really describe the feeling it caused in me, but I know that it sent sparks through my body. I could feel my skin warming, and my breaths grow heavy. I shook my head, pulling back away from the girl before holding her hands in mine. I focused on her in front of me.

I removed my hands form hers, pressing my fingers against the top button of her shirt, plucking at each one to unfasten. And soon one after the other, the buttons were open leaving three left. I pulled the top of her shirt back, down across her shoulders as my hair fell slightly over my face, as I leaned into her. I thumbed the black bra that shielded her before pressing my lips against her skin. I was already breathing hard, so calming myself was the only thing on my mind. I pressed my lips against Alex's collar bone before moving back and kissing lower. I was at the middle clasp of her bra, kissing between her breasts just as I felt her tap my neck.

"Alex, don't." I said in a hushed tone. Lifting up to stare at her.

"My turn." She placed her fingers against my side, moving me back as I sat on the bed, before she gently pushed me down. I laid on the bed, staring at the colors of the wall before I felt her plucking at my dress. My heart was still racing, as I felt her fingers work there way up my leg. My dress was rising, I felt the silk pushing against me, causing me to close my eyes as Alex stopped above my stomach. She poked the red spot against my skin as I whimpered.

"Don't touch it." I told her, trying to cover the mark with my hand but she only pulled both of mine into one of hers, before holding them above my head. She tapped the sore once more before leaning in to kiss it. I sucked in the air, trying to focus only on her touch. It paralyzed me the way she could take my breath away in just a few seconds. She kissed the sore, causing me to whimper louder, as I tried sliding my hands from her grip. Her teeth trailed the outer end of my so called love bite, before she bit me again.

"Al-ex…please." I whimpered, as she released my hands, now hovering over me. We were looking into each others eyes as I tried to ease the pain against my stomach. I took deep breaths as she leaned in to kiss me. Her lips were perfect as always, running across mine, leaving me frozen by her touch. I rose my hands to slide under her shirt, letting the fabric rise as I held her closer to me, running my fingers against her lower back. She stopped breathing for a quick second, before her eyes locked on mine. She moved my hands back, shaking a bit as my hands slid off of her.

"I'm first this time." I told her, as she focused on me. We spoke in our own code and we both knew what I was talking about. Alex slowly slid off of me as I finally had a chance to sit up. I crawled from the bed, letting my dress fall from my sides before I signaled Alex to remove her clothes as well. She did of course, before we climbed back in bed, this time, I had her sitting in front of me, while I was behind her, running my lips across her shoulders. Her hair continued to brush against my face, as I kissed lower down her back, feeling her tense the closer I came to the spot she never wanted me to touch. I held my hair in one hand, kissing the small of her back, hearing her whimper brought a smile to my face. I slid my fingers under the back of her bra, moving my hands forward as her skin brushed into mine. I could outline her entire body if I wanted to, but that would have to wait. Alex tensed up, something that rarely happed, and I enjoyed it. Once my hands were finally in front of the girl I unsnapped the clasp in front, pulling the bra completely off. I let my fingers rest on her breasts as I kissed her shoulder.

The air grew thick, and I could feel it getting harsh. I pressed myself into Alex more, letting her go as I went down her back once again, this time biting against her skin as I worked my way down. I caressed the small of her back as she whimpered, shaking her head as I tried hard not to giggle, this was an enjoyment of mine. I pressed my fingers against her waist, holding her still as I bit, nibbled, and licked her delicate skin.

"O-kay Mitch…that's enough." I could feel Alex shaking in my arms. I blew gentle against the spot before admiring my work. I left the same identical mark that she left on me just the day before. I moved away as Alex faced me, her eyes held a dazed look. She came into me, kissing me harshly as I squealed, before she knocked me backward. Her hands roughly pulled at my bra but I didn't mind it. Once the fabric was off and on the floor, I felt Alex squeezing gently at my breast. Her lips never faltered from mine as I desperately tried to whimper. She pulled away from me completely kissing my breast, leaving her hand on the other one as she kneaded into my skin. My body was on fire, as I heaved with every new breath, as Alex plucked on my underwear. I shook my head.

"No, you first remember?" I breathed out as she pouted. I bet we were both sexually frustrated. Once Alex moved back again, I used that time to tug on her underwear, feeling the heat from her body, brush against my hand as I steadied myself. Alex laid against the bed, as I slid my hand down her thighs, breathing as best as I could before moving my index and middle finger down her leg. I felt myself enter her. The room filling with heavy panting and thrusting movement. The faster I went, the louder everything became, engulfing the room in breathtaking screams. I leaned forward, cupping Alex's mouth with my own, as my fingers pressed deeper against the girl's skin. I could feel her heavy breathing. I felt the sweat against Alex's forehead against my own, as I kept my eyes on hers, she wasn't the type to close her eyes. I felt her tensing up, her panting slowing down, and her body grow weak. I stopped, taking a few deep breaths myself before I pulled out of the girl. She wasted no time, knocking me onto my back, as I giggled as she pressed her lips into mine. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth, as I tried my best to focus on the now, instead of the ceiling above. Alex moved her mouth from mine, kissing my collar bone, and then my breast, and then my stomach. I felt like it was an endless torture battle, and soon she stopped at my opening. I braced myself for whatever she was going to do next, as her lips kissed me gently. I gasped, gripping the sheets just before I felt pressure entering me. The tingling feeling of my body was overpowered by the throbbing between my legs, and the rubbing against my legs. I had my eyes closed, breathing as best as I could as I bit on my bottom lip, not once letting out a cry. I felt myself shaking, trembling almost as the pressure grew strong, more forceful, but just as it started, it disappeared. I released the sheets, my heart beating fast, as I stared at the ceiling once more. Alex hovered above me, kissing my lips before falling next to me. I didn't want to move. I would let the moment set in before I even made a new thought.

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Alex's P.O.V

It was a little after midnight when Mitchie and I dressed, cleaning Justin's stupid room and making sure everything was back where it was once before. Mitchie was using the banister and wall to walk straight, as if she was weak and in a trans. I was barley mobile myself but I had to drive both of us back home. Once I was sure everything was back in place, I reached for Mitchie's hand, leading her back to the truck as we both climbed in. She stayed quiet, huddling against the door as I brushed her hair from off of her neck. I leaned into her, kissing her skin as she shook her head.

"Please don't Alex."

I ignored her, nibbling against the back of her neck as she held onto the door handle. I watched as she shook her head slowly, making noises of ecstasy as she tried pulling away. I made sure I could see a perfect red circle against her neck before I pulled back, blowing against the spot and starting the car. Mitchie's fingers were still gripping the door.

"I'm done." I told her as she shook, leaning into the door more.

"Yeah, but I still feel it." She closed her mouth as I smiled, pulling off into the distance. Within minutes Mitchie was asleep and I was nearing her place. The lights were out and I knew her parents were sleeping. I ran my fingers across Mitchie's hair as she defensively sat up, swatting me away.

"Ow. Violent much?" I asked as she faced me. Her eyes were still a bit dazed as she ran her fingers over the back of her neck, taking a large gasp for air before she narrowed her eyes on me.

"I'm going to feel this for a while." She told me, as I nodded, smiling seductively.

"Its my little gift to you."

"Yeah, lets just hope your little gift doesn't cause me to stop functioning properly." Mitchie opened the car door, leaning in to kiss me before she bit my bottom lip, pulling back and climbing form the car. "And that's my gift to you." She said, as I pouted, watching her head to the house. Once she was inside, I made it for my own home, hoping that everyone was sleeping anywhere but in my bed.

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I made it to my room, in the silence of the night. Mackenzie was cuddling with my pillow on the bed, but other then that, no one was seen. I decided to sneak Justin his key in the morning. I changed into my pajamas, tapping Mackenzie to slide over before I laid next to her. It felt weird with the girl sleeping next to me.

"Mackenzie." I shook her. "Mackenzie."

"Yeah?" She mumbled out, opening her eyes to stare at me.

"Why are you in my bed?"

"I didn't want to sleep on the couch downstairs."

"Then sleep on the floor." I told her as she hit me with a free pillow, turning the other way. "Mackenzie I'm serious." She was quiet. I sat up, leaning over her back to stare at her face. "Get on the floor."

"I won't bother you I promise."

"This isn't a good idea." I told her, shaking her arm so she could sit up. Which she did, as we both faced each other.

"What do you think I'd do, frisk you in your sleep?" She asked.

"Possibly, I don't know you." I was dead serious.

"Fine, then I'm sending Harper up here." She moved from my bed, slowly heading to the door as I laid back down.

"Tell Harper to close the door when she gets in here."

"Yeah, yeah." The girl mumbled, leaving the room, as I fell into a deep sleep.

If I write another sex scene I may have to go to the hospital, just kidding. But as a virgin, these things are starting to get scary, how detailed they are. Any-who, thanks for reading. I feel like such a perv, but its cool, because I have loyal pervs who read, so yay, love you guys.

Also, I keep looking at the Demi and Selena pictures over my bed to give me inspiration. These pictures fuel a lot of stories. I hummed a lot writing this chapter, I had to keep my mind in clean places, gosh it was hard.