DELEON LAUREN IDK WHAT CHAPTER IT IS BY NOW.
Obviously ive been gone for a while, so this might be a little rusty, and this story wont be in real time. just a little into the past, back to halloween. sooooooo, lets start
WARNING: THIS ONE ACTUALLY HAS A CLIFFHANGER ZOH MAH GAWZ.
WARNING 2: THIS ONE HAS A SHAMEFULLY LONG ALEX-CENTRIC PART TO IT, SRRY.
this chapter was written while listening to britbrits' womanizer. idk y, that song is so catchy.
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Lauren reviewed the photos on her camera screen. She hadnt looked at these photos since the day the project was assigned, and wow, was she feeling ridiculous.
Stupid
Helpless
Just, upset with herself but not so surprised.
Photos of her mother, alex, her friends, alex, the park, a black and white still of the amusement park - when she was there with alex, and oh look, alex.
But then, once the date in the corner of the camera screen read Oct.1, he dissapeared.
Lauren hadn't realized just what a staple he was in her life. But she couldnt just get rid of those photos, she wouldn't be able to make them up.
This is what she reminded herself everytime she quickly passed every photo with him in it.
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Alex stepped across the threshold of his apartment, having just played a small show. The rest of the band wanted to hang out together, maybe buy some candy at cvs or something, get a few beers.
But Alex said Nah, and I'm not up for it and I've got a girlfriend waiting.
Everyone but Marshall rolled their eyes and he was dropped off at the apartment, albeit an hour and a half later than he said he should be home.
Then there she was, in all her bumble bee, high heeled, fishnet tight clad glory, sitting on the couch, cross legged.
"Oh..buh, wow."
"Hey there" Sadie got up from the couch and practically skipped to him. Alex held his breath, wondering if she could take being said no to.
To his relief all she said was "Let's watch some scary movies, I heard the grudge is on starz tonight".
They lied down on the bed together and the bright whites and electric blues of the screen flashed across their faces, hitting the walls around them.
Alex's eyes went out of focus, now he was just staring into blank space. Then he felt hands all over his chest, lips at his neck and he knew this was coming.
"Sadie, no" He pushed his hands down on her shoulders and her nose brushed his chin as she looked up, her chestnut eyes not listening to anything he had to say.
"Cmon, Alex" she said as she tried to get him to return the attention she was paying him, laying kisses all over his face. "Don't do this, don't you love me?"
Wow. Uh.
Alex knew she couldn't take the blow of the truth, not now at least. So he ignored the question and at least said
"I'm really tired"
That was incredibly middle aged wife of him to say.
Sadie was holding the lapels of his leather jacket in her hands now, when she looked down and pleaded the most blunt thing she'd ever said, her voice teetering on baby whine."C'mon Alex, I wanna fuck"
He didn't reply this time, and stared at the wall across from him,
This was just too much.
This plain ass, simple as hell room had seen too much, heard too much.
This was where he and Lauren had a full blown screaming match once, and Alex was just yelling, so angry, gesturing wildly with his hands - he was sure the neighbors could hear- while Lauren grasped at the roots of her hair, yelling right back.
She threw something that was in her hands (he couldn't remember what) right across the room, before shoving him weakly in the chest, beginning to lose the energy needed to keep screaming. And he stepped forward, closing the space between them, still gesturing as he yelled into her face, making her shut up quickly. And over all the yelling he could still hear that little gasp she took at the strength of his words as they hit her, the power of his voice. All she could do was step back, grab her bag and walk away.
Then the week after that he was alone in the bed and he constantly called her, even though he knew she wouldn't pick up.
This was where theyd spend the earliest mornings drinking coffee, and revealed their soft underbellies, their small precious secrets or wants, things that scared the shit out of them, sometimes without saying much.
This was where Lauren had once gnashed her teeth, waiting for him to call, having just heard of the latest van crash.
And this was when he remembered that night. The night before it all came crashing, but he'd been the one who drove the ship into the ground.
It happened in his head as if an out of body experience, and oh, he hadn't noticed that look of desperation in her eyes back then.
But he could remember the way Lauren didnt say anything as he walked through the door, just clung to him.
And her hands where everywhere, so were his. She was like fire within his own hands, but he kept getting the feeling she could be broken so easily. A china doll could shatter without so much as a tumble.
What he could remember the most of that night was the way she seemed to let go of air whenever he said her name. It was as simple as that, and her head would bow, a glow about her face and blood rushed to her cheeks, her lips.
Lost in her dark hair, his face at her neck, he would whisper again and nails scratched and dug at his back.
He grinned to himself and pressed his cheek next to hers, his lips forming he-
"What did you just call me?"
Sadie pulled back from where she had been kissing him, her hair mussed up and bumble bee wings crushed on the floor.
The cloud that skimmed his eyes was gone and he sobered up, realizing what had happened.
Sweet move, asshole. You were making out with your girlfriend and hadn't even noticed.
Sadie's eyes hardened and her jaw set. She sucked in a breath
The words were solid and steady, but still loaded with anger.
"What.Did.You.Just.Call.Me?"
Alex put his hands in front of himself, palms open and said "I swear to God, Sadie I-"
She shoved herself off of the bed and pointed an accusatory finger at him "I cannot motherfuckin' believe you!" -hints of a southern drawl crept into her voice, traces of her childhood back in South Carolina - "Who's this goddamn Lauren?" She spat out the words
Alex didn't answer, just looked at her, he knew he would either lie or give it all away if he opened up his mouth and he didn't want any of those to happen.
"Was..was she the girl that you chased at the chinese place.." A pause "The same damn girl who came with all your things that day?" She seemed to curl r's more the more upset she became, another trace of her southern charm.
Alex couldn't look at her anymore, she could read into everything so fucking well.
Sadie just flattened her mouth into a lopsided line, gave a half nod and started throwing some of her clothes into her bag.
"I'll be back when you're ready to tell me all about this shit, hm?"
The door slammed shut.
Alex's head hit back against the pillow and he huffed.
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Lauren sat on the ledge leading to her home's doorway, and ran her hand through her hair, eating the candy out of the bowl that sat in her lap.
She stretched one of those sour gummy worms between her teeth, savoring whatever that glittery stuff on them was.
She had been planning on going to a show that night, but decided to back out after seeing the line up.....
Lauren bit into a Butterfinger, and one of those king sized shits, not the mini ones the kids got.
The chocolate peanut butter delight was abandoned halfway through though. A couple of kids walked up to the porch and she quickly, though unwillingly, put a fistful a micro mini tiny gums and chocolates into their bright orange pumpkin buckets.
Then she noticed who came up behind the children and gingerly put down the bowl of candy and moved to get inside and shut the door.
His hand wrapped around her arm, and she was turned to face the beast.
"What's been going on, Lauren?" Brian's breath stunk, alcohol evident, maybe even puke.
Her nose crinkled, and she tried to squeeze her arm out of his huge hand. "Ugh, it's none of your business."
He inclined his head towards her and gave a half smug, mostly drunken half-grin. "Still fucking that-" he seemed to swallow a burp "pussy ass backstreet boy?"
She set her jaw again, wanting to just be rid of him "I said that's none of your business, Brian."
The smile dropped and his hand tightened again around her arm, and her breath quickened, the fog escaping her mouth coming out in spurts as he pushed her against the door.
His breath was unsteady, slow, the cold air leaving little clouds in front of Brian's mouth, sending the stench of his breath into her face.
Lauren pounded her fist against his burly chest, anger rose within her chest "Just what the fuck do you think you're doing." He pushed her shoulder back into the door again and she kicked blindly.
"Someone couldn't keep their end of the deal" He tapped her nose with a sausage-like finger "But I wasn't planning on keeping mine, promises were meant to be broken" Another crooked grin and Lauren froze stiff.
"What?"
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