Tuesday 27th March

Alexa's eyes snapped open and she glanced over at the alarm clock. 04:18. An annoyed groan escaped her lips and she closed her eyes again. She had arrived home only a few hours ago, finding the house empty and a note from Saraya telling her that she was visiting some friends. Since she had nobody to talk to, she decided to head straight to bed to catch up on some sleep.

She was just starting to drift back off, wondering what bad made her wake up in the first place, when she heard a noise from downstairs.

BANG

Her eyes shot open and she lay in silence, beginning to think she had just imagined it, when it happened again.

BANG.

Swearing softly under her breath, she quietly climbed out of bed and moved over to her closet; reaching inside and wrapping her fingers around the baseball bat she kept in there. She tip-toed out onto the landing before cautiously creeping down the stairs. She walked silently towards the kitchen, her stomach dropping when she saw that the door was slightly ajar.

Alexa remained motionless, just staring at it as she tried to think of a plan. Her eyes widened when it suddenly swung open and, without thinking, she reared back and swung the bat as hard as she could.

She heard a loud, male shout of surprise followed by a loud crack as the aluminum connected with the door frame, the man leaping back just in time to avoid getting hit.

''Jon?'' She breathed, slowly lowering the bat to her side. ''What the fuck are you doing?! You scared the shit out of me!"

''Jesus, woman, you're the one with the fucking bat!"

''What...'' Alexa just gaped at him silently for a few moments, before rubbing her eyes with a heavy sigh. ''How did you even get in?''

''The back door was open.'' He shrugged nonchalantly, like it was the most normal thing in the world.

''Okay... and, what, you just took that as an invitation?'' She shook her head in disbelief. ''What do you even want?''

''I just wanted- no, needed to see you.''

''Are you joking?'' She let out a derisive snort. ''We were meant to be friends, Jon, but you've ignored me for the past two weeks, what could possibly be so fucking important you had to break into my house?'' She rambled, her voice getting louder the more she spoke. ''Or did you just bang another chick and wanted to brag about it?''

''Please, stop talking.'' Jon's voice was low as he stepped towards her.

Her eyes blazed. ''No! You don't tell me what to do. Especially when-''

She was quickly silenced when Jon grabbed the back of her neck and crashed his lips against hers hungrily. It took her sleep-addled brain a few seconds to register what was happening and, out of pure stubbornness, she flattened her palms against his chest in an attempt to push him away.

But it was like pushing against a brick wall.

He tightened his grip on her neck and she realized she was fighting a losing battle. Deciding it was one she didn't really want to win anyway; Alexa kissed him back with the same burning need, whimpering into his mouth and clinging onto the bottom of his t-shirt.

''Jon." She breathed when they pulled away. ''What...''

Jon's hands dropped down to her shoulders, where they held her as he looking at her intently. ''I want you.'' He stated simply.

She blinked up at him. ''You came here... because you want sex?''

''No!'' He shook his head. ''No... well, yes, but not just that. I want all of you. It's not just about the sex anymore.''

She took a step back, a bemused expression sweeping over her features. ''Bullshit.''

''...What?''

''How can you expect me to believe you when the last time I saw you, you were practically dry-humping some random girl at the bar?''

''I only did that because I was trying to forget about you!" He growled, running a hand through his hair. ''I never expected to get so attached... but I did, and now I don't want to let you go.''

''I-''

''Let me finish... look, I'm not an easy person to be with, I know that. It'll be a challenge. I'm not the kind of person who lets people walk all over them. I don't put up with bullshit. I'm not the kind of guy who will give you sympathetic comments... when I say something, I mean it. If people treat me like shit, I throw them out of my life. I can be a dick at times and I can be the world's biggest jerk. I'll make you want to scream and punch walls. I'll drive you crazy and sometimes, you'll hate my guts. But, even though all that's going to happen, and it will... I'll always be there when you need me. I won't stop caring about you, even when you try to push me away...'' He started straight at her, his blue eyes full of sincerity. ''I'm not good at much, but I will be good to you.''

Alexa took a shaky breath and dropped her gaze, her mind instantly flooded with all the reasons why she should refuse. But, for the first time, she found herself ignoring them and remembering what Colby had told her.

''Just follow your heart.''

The man in front of her had somehow managed to sneak his way around every wall she had spent the last four years building; and she was glad he had. Looking back up at his hopeful expression, she couldn't find the words to express herself. Instead, she jumped towards him and claimed his lips in a fiercely passionate kiss. He was taken off guard but quickly reciprocated the action, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her closer.

After several moments wrapped in each other's embrace, he abruptly pulled away, looking down at her unsurely. ''So, uh, is that a yes?''

She nodded slowly, chuckling as the corner of his mouth quirked into a lop-sided little smile. ''You're an adorable motherfucker, you know that?''

''Yeah?'' He raised an eyebrow. ''Well, I guess now I'm your adorable motherfucker.''