Manage Me
I Need a Second to Catch My Breath
“Tour?!” I asked incredulously, sitting up.
“I...I was going to tell you.” he mumbled.
“When, Alex? When you were hauling my ass off to wherever the hell we’re going?” I snapped.
“I-no...uh, you don’t have to go.” he said awkwardly. “I’m really sorry.” he said sadly. My face softened.
“When do we leave and where are we going?” I asked.
“A month from now and Europe.” he replied.
“Europe?! Oh my God!” I cried, hugging Alex.
“So I take it you’re going?” Alex asked. I laughed and nodded.
--
One Month Later
It was now January. Alex and I were on a plane to Europe with Rian and Zack in front of us and Flyzik and Jack behind us.
Jack tapped my shoulder and I turned around.
"Wouldn't it suck if you had to eat shit every time someone said that to you?" Jack asked.
"Yes Jack, that would suck." We all groaned in unison. He'd been doing this for the past hour and a half and it was getting old.
We hit a little bit of turbulence and Alex sucked in his breath. He was actually really nervous about flying. I took his hand and squeezed it. He smiled feebly at me. We hit a bigger bump and Alex shot out of his seat, covering his mouth.
Zack got up and took his spot next to me.
"So how are things going with Alex so far?" Zack asked.
"Great! He's been really good to me." I replied.
"Awesome. I honestly haven’t seen him stick to one girl in a while. I’m just glad that it’s you and not some annoying chick." Zack smiled.
“Well, thank you.” I smirked.
Later on, I went back to the bathroom, but I heard Alex still in there. The door was unlocked so I slipped it open. He was crouched around the tiny toilet, holding on to the railings on the walls.
"Oh my God, are you okay?" I asked him.
"No." he moaned.
I hugged him and helped him out the tiny bathroom.
"Jeez, you're warm!" I replied. He was sweating a bit.
"I know." he whispered weakly.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"It's just a little airsickness. I didn't want you to worry." he replied.
"Just a little airsickness? Are you sure?" I asked him skeptically.
"Yeah. This always happens. The guys are used to it and they leave me be and all my past girlfriends couldn't handle it and they got grossed out. I guess you're different." Alex explained.
"Different." I repeated
"In the good way." he added with a smile.
“I...I was going to tell you.” he mumbled.
“When, Alex? When you were hauling my ass off to wherever the hell we’re going?” I snapped.
“I-no...uh, you don’t have to go.” he said awkwardly. “I’m really sorry.” he said sadly. My face softened.
“When do we leave and where are we going?” I asked.
“A month from now and Europe.” he replied.
“Europe?! Oh my God!” I cried, hugging Alex.
“So I take it you’re going?” Alex asked. I laughed and nodded.
--
One Month Later
It was now January. Alex and I were on a plane to Europe with Rian and Zack in front of us and Flyzik and Jack behind us.
Jack tapped my shoulder and I turned around.
"Wouldn't it suck if you had to eat shit every time someone said that to you?" Jack asked.
"Yes Jack, that would suck." We all groaned in unison. He'd been doing this for the past hour and a half and it was getting old.
We hit a little bit of turbulence and Alex sucked in his breath. He was actually really nervous about flying. I took his hand and squeezed it. He smiled feebly at me. We hit a bigger bump and Alex shot out of his seat, covering his mouth.
Zack got up and took his spot next to me.
"So how are things going with Alex so far?" Zack asked.
"Great! He's been really good to me." I replied.
"Awesome. I honestly haven’t seen him stick to one girl in a while. I’m just glad that it’s you and not some annoying chick." Zack smiled.
“Well, thank you.” I smirked.
Later on, I went back to the bathroom, but I heard Alex still in there. The door was unlocked so I slipped it open. He was crouched around the tiny toilet, holding on to the railings on the walls.
"Oh my God, are you okay?" I asked him.
"No." he moaned.
I hugged him and helped him out the tiny bathroom.
"Jeez, you're warm!" I replied. He was sweating a bit.
"I know." he whispered weakly.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"It's just a little airsickness. I didn't want you to worry." he replied.
"Just a little airsickness? Are you sure?" I asked him skeptically.
"Yeah. This always happens. The guys are used to it and they leave me be and all my past girlfriends couldn't handle it and they got grossed out. I guess you're different." Alex explained.
"Different." I repeated
"In the good way." he added with a smile.
Notes
Omfg you guys I'm so sorry! I forgot about this.Comment and rate!
Also, I deleted and remade on Mibba, so I'm here
I've been stumbling across stories I've read, and checking them out again since I seem to forget them after it's been a while. This was one of those cases.
Reading this again, and after reading other stories on here and Mibba, I've realized that with my last comment, I was a bit off. Yes, Brooke and Alex's relationship was cute when they were together/sweet to each other, but reading it again, their relationship was a bit abusive. Neither is completely innocent, but the version of Alex you wrote in this took it to the next level. I realize a lot of it was because of his insecurities, what he dealt with in the past, etc., but Brooke didn't deserve any of that. When she did mess up, she definitely didn't take her anger to the levels he did.
Idk, I'm conflicted because again, when they were together, it was cute, but then it just got sad when they weren't. I'm not sure why she put up with as much as she did.
Your writing is still good, though. Just wish they didn't have so many downs in their relationship. It got really sad at a lot of points, and I just felt Alex didn't need to take it to the degree he did, I mean really.
I doubt you saw my other comment, but just thought I would comment again as an update and to possibly get you to see it.
11/19/17