There's A Ghost In This Room

*Alex*
Fuck.
Nothing felt right since that encounter with Zack.
It’s been three days since, and I honestly can’t go anywhere around school without this chilling feeling creeping up my spine. Like someone is watching or following me. I don’t know if it has anything to do with Zack, but on top of that, I’m constantly checking my surroundings for possible shapeshifters, and worrying about them hurting my girlfriend.
I guess this is what I get for wanting to join the real world.
I was just glad it was Friday and I now had the whole weekend to spend with Bethany in the safe confinements of her home.

Beth and I were making brownies, and needless to say, of course we were making a mess.
“Alex, fucking move!” She complained, as I held my hand around hers.
“No, you’re not stirring it right!” I argued, trying to take control.
She wiggled her arm in frustration, trying to remove my grip.
“No, I know how to-“ She stopped and gasped, as she accidentally flicked brownie batter up onto my cheek.
I froze and narrowed my eyes.
“Ha-ha! That’s what you get!” She giggled and stuck her tongue out at me.
“Okay, that’s it!” I grabbed her and threw her body over my shoulder firefighter style like I knew she hated, and proceeded to spin around in circles in the middle of the kitchen.
“Alex oh my gosh, stop!!” She screamed, kicking her legs and making me laugh.
“No! Say you’re sorry!”
“Neveerr!” She laughed. “Fucking put me down!”
I stopped spinning, but still didn’t let her down.
“Can I stir the brownies?”
“Ughh.. Fine.” She groaned, rolling her eyes.
“Can I squeeze your boob?”
“Alex!”
“Okay, okay.” I chuckled, putting her down and receiving a smack on the arm soon after.
I smiled, walking over to stir them while she stood next to me and giggled.
“What are you laughing at?” I raised a brow at her.
She simply wiped some batter off my cheek with her finger, then licked it off.
“Mmmm.”

*Bethany*
The brownies were a success. They came out absolutely perfect. It was just too bad that we couldn’t eat them yet, because they were too hot. Well, he could but he doesn’t want to be “unfair.”
We decided to pass the time by washing the dishes we needed in order to make them.
I was scrubbing them, while he washed them off and placed them on the rack.
“Um.. Could you scrub a little faster please? We have brownies to get to..” He rolled his eyes jokingly, making me laugh.
“Shut up!” I splashed him a little with the water, causing him to gasp dramatically.
“Oh, so now you wanna splash me?” He retaliated by splashing me back.
“Alex quit it!” I giggled, splashing him again.
He just stared at me for a moment, before quickly grabbing the spray hose on the sink and fucking spraying me with it!
“ALEX!” I shrieked, blocking my face until he stopped a second later, laughing his ass off.
“It’s not fucking funny! I can’t believe you just did that and got me all wet!!” I complained, looking down at my damp clothing.
“Don’t I always get you wet?” He winked and chuckled.
That’s it.
I leaped at the hose in his hands and pressed down the button, attempting to aim it at him.
We both fought over it, absolutely drenching each other while laughing ourselves to tears.
“Okay okay, stop!” I turned off the water, giggling out of breath.
“Fuck, look at the floor!” He laughed, looking down at the huge puddle at our bare feet.
“I’ll get the brownies. You dry the floor.” I announced, going to cut all the brownies into squares and put them on a plate.
He agreed, and started his cleaning while I finished up and went upstairs.

I placed the plate on my bed, then proceeded to take off my wet clothes, and put my hair up in a messy, wet bun.
I sat on the bed in my underwear, eating a brownie and waiting for him.
Once he finally came upstairs, he looked me up and down and smiled.
“Man, you’re perfect..”
I started blushing at that, and smiled down at my hands.
He stripped himself of his shirt and jeans, then sat next to me, pulling me into his side.
I felt nothing but content, resting my head on his chest and eating brownies with him.
“Wow, I did such a good job on these.” Alex chuckled.
I shook my head and giggled.
“Shut up you asshole.”
“I’m your asshole.”
“Uhuh.”
“You love it.”
“Wouldn’t say that..” I joked, then giggled when he pouted at me.
“I’m kidding! I love you..” I smiled at him, feeling his hand come up to cup my cheek.
“You promise?” He bit his lip, gazing into my eyes as he stroked my cheek with his thumb.
“Promise.” I lost myself in his eyes, while also not being able to contain my blush.
“I have something for you.” He got up and went to my closet.
“What is it?” I watched him with curiosity.
He pulled his guitar out of its case and smiled, walking over to sit in front of me.
“I wrote a song.” He answered as he tuned the guitar.
I smiled with excitement, perking up.
“I wanna hear! Do it!”
“Okay, okay!” He chuckled, taking a deep breath before he started playing.
I listened to the pretty chords, giving him my full attention.
I didn’t think it could get any lovelier, until he started to sing.

Get me out of this place, before I cause more damage
A small price to pay for building houses out of matchsticks
And when it gets too hot, you’ve got me to blame
For every fire that breaks out in every lover’s name

The pure beauty of the words and his voice combined was almost enough to bring tears to my eyes.
I was so amazed by my boyfriend and his incredible talents; I felt beyond lucky.
He looked up to keep eye contact with me as he sang the rest of the lyrics.

Running from lions never felt like such a mistake
Running from lions never felt like such a mistake
Running from lions never felt like such a mistake
Running from lions never felt like such a mistake!
Don’t forget, we’ve got unfinished business
Stories yet to unfold
Tales that must be retold
And I regret not knowing when to put an end to all this madness
Keeps me wanting, keeps me wanting, keeps me wanting, keeps me wanting more..

He finished, and I soon realized I couldn’t hold back my tears, after all.
He set the guitar aside, and wiped away my tears with his thumbs.
“That was so beautiful..” I sniffled.
“You’re so beautiful.” He responded, resting his forehead against mine and making me blush.
“I love you.. Y-you’re the best thing, Alex.. Don’t ever go please, I’m begging you.” I pleaded, but was soon silenced by his lips softly pressing against mine.
“I’ll always love you.” He mumbled against my lips.
I responded by reattaching mine to his in a slow, passionate kiss.
Alex was all I wanted. All I could ever need.
I hope he never leaves me.

Notes

IT'S BEEN WAY TOO LONG AND I'M SORRY IDK WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME.
I HOPE YOU'RE STILL HERE.

I felt I needed to add some Beth POV so I added her in there.

There's only like 8 chapters left guys fuck.

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Title cred: We Don't Believe What's On TV- Twenty One Pilots