Wow, it's been so long since I've updated this and my sincerest apologies. I know how much it sucks when you like something you're reading and it takes the author forever to update and I never wanted to be that person but here I am! Once again I'm on my knees begging for forgiveness. I'll try and not make you wait so long until the next update, kay?
You all need to thank my dear friend DeAnne for working her ass off to answer a question I posted on twitter; which entitled her to pick a fic she'd like updated (if she was right) – of course she chose Points! Also, thank you to every single one of you who messages me, compliments me, pushes me to write more, adds me or my stories onto their alerts/favourites, and thank you for being supportive and encouraging. I will not let you down! :)
Last but not least, thank you to my girl, bleed4her, for always pushing me and checking things over before I post.
**Warning: this doesn't include Spashley as I'm finally wrapping up this particular and popular couple.
Enjoy!
Previously:
My house seemed a lot bigger than when Tracey and I bought it but it was home. It was an empty home because she had cleaned her stuff out of it a while back. I never fought Tracey on anything she wanted to take. I even offered her the house but she informed me that living in Midtown wasn't an option for her. She was making a life back in Niagara Falls.
Tossing my keys into the tray by the door, I threw my bag on the staircase and continued on with my regular night time routine of grabbing cold water so I could go upstairs and run a hot bath to relax me.
Humming a tune, I flicked on the dining room light and if I were anyone else, I'd jump and scream like a little girl but her piercing blue eyes made me stop breathing momentarily. Her brown hair was down and wavy as she sat at my dining table, her hands folded neatly in front of her. I tried to speak, I did, but I couldn't make a sound.
"Hello Alexis." Sam smiled softly and licked her lips, "it's been a while."
84.2 – I'm Not Dreaming
~*Samantha's PoV*~
I couldn't tell you what possessed me to break into my ex girlfriend's house. Would it be considered that if she gave me a spare key? Granted that was long before all of the confusion and mixed signals. Were they really mixed signals though?
I tried not to think about her. I tried to focus on my job, travel the world, and write unusual articles on different areas and animals. It worked for a while, and by a while I mean a few days. Carmen and I had officially stopped seeing each other when we both agreed the whole 'friends with benefits' thing just wasn't working anymore.
I wasn't sure how long I had settled onto her dining chair. I figured she'd eventually come home and although I found my action to be slightly on the creepy level, Alex liked that sort of thing. I used to break into her tour bus all the time.
The vehicle pulling into the driveway washed my nerves away only to replace them by a fresh wave of new ones. I could hear her humming while the door was being unlocked and keys thrown into her key tray. I braced myself when the footsteps came closer and finally we were both blinded by the light but my eyes still managed to find hers.
Alex stopped cold in her tracks, her grey eyes wide as saucers. In any other situation I would've laughed at the sight but not that evening. The air between us cackled and I sat up straight, my hands folded on the table in front of me. Clearing my throat quietly, I licked my lips, "Hello, Alexis, it's been a while."
She opened her mouth but closed it quickly before she shook her head. "Sammy," she breathed and finally her body relaxed a little, "hi."
I picked at my fingernails briefly before giving her another look, not hiding the fact that I was checking her out. A pair of jeans with worn holes in them and a tight white tank top graced her perfect body. One thing I had hoped she never changed was her casual dressing. Jeans and a plain top – yet she managed to make it look so fashionable. "You look good," I whispered and dared to look into her eyes. She blushed and nodded her thanks before chewing on her bottom lip.
Tucking strands of black hair behind her ears, she shifted and pointed towards the kitchen. "Um, did you, did you want some coffee?"
I shook my head and slowly stood up, dangling the spare key from my right hand. "I hope you don't mind that I used it."
Alex blinked before she flashed a calm smile as she took the key and placed it back in the palm of my hand. "You're always welcomed here, Sammy." The touch lasted longer and I closed my eyes while pulling back my hand from hers and stuffed the key back into my pocket.
"I bet you're wondering why I'm here?" I questioned softly and she just tilted her head, an amused look gracing her features.
"I haven't seen you in months Sam," she chuckled quietly, "of course I'm curious."
I swallowed and leaned against the dining room table, my eyes shifting to the floor briefly before finding her grey ones staring at me with interest. "I've missed you so much," I began with a shake in my voice, "and I literally sat down and talked about the pros and cons of everything I'm about to say."
"Should we sit?" Alex interrupted softly, a frown casting over her. She gestured towards the living room and I silently followed her. I made sure there was some space between us and she nodded for me to resume my speech.
"I swear there was only one time I was this nervous," I laughed. I rubbed my hands on my jeans and licked my dry lips before reaching over to take her hand in mine. It was a comfort thing and when her fingers instantly curled around mine, I felt almost perfect.
"You sound like you're about to do a really bad break up, but we've been through those." Alex teased, twinkling eyes easing the heavy moment I've easily created.
"You hurt me pretty bad," I started off and it wiped the smile right off her face but I squeezed her hands to let her know there was more to that. "I know that high school was easier for us because we were younger and we barely had any responsibilities. It was easy to be with you even when I went away for college. Those weekend trips back to you were worth all the hard jobs I had to endure while going to school. You were worth everything back then and even when we started to fall apart, there wasn't anything I wouldn't do for you. I hate the fact that the one thing that made you happy was the one thing that tore us apart and that," I sighed and noticed tears brimming her eyes, "that was my fault."
"What?" She whispered, wiping the wet drops from her eyes.
I threw my head back let out a snort before laughing. "If I wasn't so jealous, you know? You were famous and I was nothing compared to you. Girls and often boys, would offer you so much just to spend one evening with you. Me? I could only offer you one evening with a note in the early mornings so I could catch a flight back home."
"Sam, what are you talking about?" Alex pulled back with a frown as she shook her head. "You weren't nothing. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be out there living my dream and you know it. Those one night moments we'd spend together were the only moments worth living while on the road. Yes, you had to leave just as quickly as you got to see me, but you had a life to live as well. You were living your own dream and I understood that. I was the one always on the road and in a different country, not you."
"I can't even remember the moment it broke us completely." I closed my eyes tightly, trying to keep the heartache at bay.
"I do." Her voice sounded so small and guilty as she blinked at me through her long lashes. "In the back alley of a theatre in Chicago. I was surrounded by a lot of attractive and screaming women and all you wanted was to be with me because you only had a few hours left before catching your flight." She inhaled heavily and looked away from me. "How can you not remember that?"
I swallowed and tightened my jaw before scratching my forehead with my thumb. All of it came rushing back and I smirked a little. "You were such an attention whore, you know that?"
"Maybe so but I don't think I should've been on that day." Alex ran her fingers through her hair.
"You know, we're totally off track of why I came here." I replied with a soft smile, letting her know that I was okay after all those years. Alex had made up for the missed birthday and granted it didn't involve birthday sex, she did more than make up for it.
"I still feel bad and I know I'll never forgive myself for that day." Alex inhaled sharply and slouched back, her hands folding in her lap as she started at the fireplace in front of her.
"See, that's the thing," I scooted slightly closer and traced my fingertip briefly along her cheekbone before retreating my hand back, "we've spent so much time focusing on the bad things that happened and we're ignoring all of the good things."
Her grey eyes blinked and she bit her lip. "Sammy? Why are you here?" She finally asked, a small tremor running through her body and all I wanted to do was wrap her up in my arms and hold her like I've done so many times long ago.
"I'm so tired of pretending that there's nothing left between us anymore." I whispered and stood up, tucking hair behind my ears. "I've watched you mature a lot and become the woman that everyone fell in love with back in high school. You've found yourself and it's just a beautiful sight to see."
"Sam..." she breathed and stood up with me.
"Did you mean what you said on RJ's show?" I asked in anticipation. I swallowed when she gave me a half smile and stuffed her hands in her pockets.
"Which part?" Her voice was filled with a sort of tease that'd normally frustrate the hell out of me. Yet it was good to witness once again and it was good to be on the receiving end.
"Alexis." I sighed and she grinned, stepping closer to me. Her soft yet strong hand tugging on my wrist to bring me flush against her body.
"I can be that person for you now." Was all she said before pulling me into an overdue hug. Her arms wrapped around my neck while I immediately wrapped mine around her petite waist.
If time could stand still, I'd want it to be at that moment; the moment where everything I feared with Alexis Carlin, evaporated like thin air. The moment where I knew that maybe things turned out the way they did so that we could enjoy the future we were about to embark on.
Alex sighed into my neck and her hands smoothed their way up my back, pulling me closer. I clutched at her with the same amount of force, burying my head into her shoulder. The only sound that could be heard was the clock ticking on the fire mantle and our breathing.
"Please tell me I'm not dreaming." Alex whispered and pulled back, her delicate fingers dancing along my neck before she cupped my face gently. "Please tell me that this is really happening." Grey eyes were burning with hope and desire.
"I wouldn't want it any other way." I clarified quietly and squeezed her hips, letting out a relaxed smile. "We may have a lot to talk about and we will but-"
Her lips collided with mine for the first time in years. A desperate moan escaped our mouths as we kissed;hot liquid kisses that threaten to melt us at that very spot. My hands tangled in her dark locks, slanting my mouth so I could taste her fully. Her hands still braced my face but slowly retreated down my back and before I knew it, her body was on top of me while I fell backwards onto the couch.
Alex pulled away from me slightly, blowing hair out of her face. She stared at me and I let her, allowing the silence to consume us. "I've waited for so long to do that."
"And I'm tired of waiting." I grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and reeled her back in. "Just kiss me for a while, okay?"
Alex bit her lip and grinned, obeying my request quite perfectly.
~*Alex's PoV*~
Pushing open my bedroom door quietly, I balanced the two coffee cups in my hand perfectly and shuffled across the hardwood floor. The morning sun was streaming through the curtains slightly and I smiled at the body sized lump that was still on my bed sleeping peacefully.
Placing the hot mugs on the side table, I sat on the edge of the bed and brushed brown locks away from Sam's face. Her body was curled in sheets but her shoulders were exposed to my liking. Leaning forward, I brushed my lips against the warm skin and felt her shift slightly. "Good morning," I whispered when her eyes fluttered slightly and then stunning blue stared back at me.
"Morning." Sammy grinned and sucked her bottom lip into her mouth before burying her head into the pillow, giggling slightly.
The memories of the early morning before came rushing back to me and I flushed a little. We made it hours before we decided to embark on one of the hottest, reunited, love making sessions ever. Though, I was sure Ashley and Spencer would like to compare notes just to see whose was hotter.
Sam and I made out on the couch for the longest time before we retired to my bedroom. Even once we were in bed, the kisses wouldn't stop and hands would roam but we never pushed it further from that, at least not at first.
I couldn't even describe in words what I was feeling the moment her skin was pressed against mine. Her body fit with mine perfectly. Every arch, every caress, every single word was embedded into my memory and I wondered how I went so long without her? How did I lose myself and push her away when she was the only thing that made me feel like a great person inside and out?
"Penny for them?" Sammy tapped the side of my head lightly with her finger and gave me a crooked smile. "I lost you for a few seconds there."
I blushed and leaned forward, brushing my lips against her briefly before moaning, "God it feels so good to be able to do that again."
"We'll make sure to do it more often then, yeah?" She pulled me down once again and tugged at the vintage t-shirt I was wearing. "Why are you dressed anyway?"
"I wouldn't call wearing just a t-shirt, dressed Sam." I chuckled and licked my lips before pointing to the side table. "I brought you some coffee, triple sugar."
"I love you." Sammy sat up and clutched the sheet to her chest. "Not just for the coffee and triple sugar of course, I mean it," she smiled, "I love you Alexis."
Feeling my heart race and hearing it pound in my ears, I tried to ignore it and rest my forehead against hers. "I love you, Samantha."
She grinned and nudged her nose with mine gently. "Come here."
I was pulled on top of her and she fell back onto the bed, her lips fused to mine. We didn't have much to talk about at that point anyway.
I doubt my parents would mind if I were a little late getting to their house for brunch. After all, I had more important matters to attend to.
