Baby, I Will Be Your Everything

Pins and needles shot through my left arm, making me nuzzle my face more into the warmth of my pillow. I breathed in deeply, humming when I was met with my favorite smell. Grinning, I ignored the stinging in my dead arm and pried my sleepy eyes open. I smiled in approvement, my gaze meeting Alex's neck from how I had myself pressed into his side. I swallowed dryly, carefully moving his arm off of my back while I slowly rolled on to my right side. I sighed in relief, feeling the numbing sensation slowly leaving my tingling arm once it was free from all of the pressure I had on it when I was sleeping.

"M'no."

I jumped at the quiet croak coming from behind me, holding my racing heart as I moved to look behind me. I held myself up with my right arm awkwardly, holding my left over my calming heart with a small smile while I watched Alex copy my actions and roll on to his side.

"You scared me." I whispered as he settled in his new spot. "Happy Anniversary."

His eyes remained shut, mouth barely open as he breathed heavily. I giggled, running my eyes over his messy bedhead. It was all over the place and looking greasy as hell from the chlorine last night. Yawning, I watched his arm move from his side and slip across the sheets until his fingers met my ass. I raised my eyebrows, unable to contain my grin when he slid his hand up over my hip.

"You're so fucking cute." I gushed, feeling ten times more awake than I did a few seconds ago. "I said Happy Anniversary."

"Mhm." He hummed, squeazing my hip lazily as I leaned more towards the edge of the bed. "Don'eave."

"I'm not tired anymore, baby." I chuckled quietly, lightly dropping my left hand over his. "I'll let you sleep though."

"Baby." He whined groggily, breathing in deeply before his body scooted forward until his chest was against my back.

"Alex." I giggled, rolling my eyes when he tried to nudge me back into the mattress. "I just told you I would let you sleep some more."

"You too." He muttered.

"Okay, fine." I gave in, plopping back down with him.

He hummed happily, nuzzling his face in the back of my head gently while his left arm moved to drape over me. I bit my lip, letting my right hand run over the fresh ink of the tattoo softly as I listened to his breathing. I sighed in content, continuing to trace the letters of my name silently. It feels really nice to actually cuddle with him in the morning instead of having to watch him get dressed for work.

I gasped lightly, nervous butterflies fluttering through me when his hand slipped up my t-shirt. His fingers grazed over the small lump before his palm rested over my belly button. Biting my lip, a ping of excitment shot through my gut and I found myself moving out from under his arm. I carefully turned around to awkwardly kneel on the edge of the bed my body was just on, rolling my eyes at his muffled whine. I grinned, brushing my hand through his hair gently before I nuged his side hard enough to knock him back to lay flat.

"Ja-ack." He pouted, rubbing at his eyes.

I grinned, butterflies fluttering as I moved to hover over him. I ran my hands over his chest gently before pushing down a little bit harder and tracing my fingertips along the soft skin of his stomach until I reached his briefs. I bit my smile back, watching him drop his hands from his face and squint at me. I giggled, slowly tracing my fingertips along the soft skin above the waistband before walking them up his happy trail.

"What?" He croaked out, breathing in deeply when I let my right hand trail down over the front of his boxers. "Fuck yeah."

"Mhm." I confirmed, smirking when I felt a light pressure against my palm. "You want me to?"

I smiled wider, my left hand continuing to run up and down his lower stomach while I gently palmed him.

"Uh huh." He breathed slowly.

I nodded, sliding both of my hands to the waistband. I eyed his bulge, feeling my stomach tingle at how hard I was getting him just by implying what I'm about to do.

"Up." I told, nudging his hips.

He grumbled, barely lifting enough for me to get his briefs down his thighs. I licked my lips, stomach fluttering at the sight of him slapping on his stomach. Glancing up, I found him rubbing the corners of his eyes again before he watched me slide down over his shins. I licked my lips teasingly, staring up at him through my eyelashes as I inched my fingers closer and closer.

"Yeah." He nodded eagerly, biting his lip as he looked down at me. "C'mon, baby."

Giving into him quickly, I took hold of him and wrapped my fingers around loosely to start with.

"Tha's it." He sighed in pleasure as I stroked him softly. "Tighter."

"I'm in conrtol." I informed, squeezing lightly before loosening my grip again.

I grinned at the way his body tensed, slowly trailing sloppy kisses down the smooth skin of his cock. He sucked in a breath, holding it in until my tongue poked out over his tip.

"Oh." He gasped.

I flicked my tongue again, holding in my smrik as I moved to place soft pecks up his belly button.

"Fuckin' tease." He muttered, his hands tangling in my hair and nudging my head down.

I giggled, making sure to gather a mouthful of spit before I sucked his tip into my mouth. He grunted, fingers twitching in my hair as I took him halfway. I breathed in through my nose, almost forgetting how much he's got. I hollowed my cheeks, going down a bit further and grabbing the rest with my hand.

"Mm." I hummed, feeling his thighs quiver.

"Shit." He sighed, breathing heavily.

I moved back up, slurping up spit as I went before going back down and attempting to take him further. He barely hit the back of my throat, making me tense slightly.

"Oh fuck." He hissed, tugging his hands from my hair.

I pulled off, panting heavily as I moved my hands to hold his thighs. Taking a second to breathe, I glanced up to find him clutching the pillow under his head while he stared down at me with half-lidded eyes. I breathed through my nose, mentally preparing myself while keeping eye contact as I slid my lips back down. I moved back up, making sure to swirl my tongue around as I continued to bob my head. I moaned around him, flicking the tip of my tongue into his slit before attempting to deepthroat.

"Fuck." He mewled, his hips fighting to thrust up. "Baby."

I smirked the best I could around him, swallowing as I stretched my jaw.

"Uh, so good." He slurred, shoving my head down. "Take it."

I gagged harshly, pulling up before I could start choking and let my right hand twist around what I couldn't get into my mouth. I hummed, sucking roughly while I moved my left hand to fondle his balls. The deep growl coming from his throat had my stomach tightening in want as I continued moving faster than before. I gently scrapped my teeth under his tip, barely registering the incoherent babbling falling from his mouth before thick come was filling my mouth. I took it all, ignoring the salty taste as I continued to suck him through it. I moaned, making sure he finished before I crawled back up his body. The look of pure bliss on his face almost had me grinning in accomplishment, but I held back. Instead, I pressed a closed mouth kiss to his lips.

"Mm." He panted, nipping my bottom lip.

I shook my head, pulling away from him to open my mouth just enough. Smirking, I watched his mouth drop at the load of cum I sported. I let out a breathy moan, making a show of swallowing it all down and licking my lips.

"So good, baby." I exageratted, giving him a dirty smile.

"Uh fuck." He panted weakly, letting out a soft moan. "Try'na fuck'n kill me."

I giggled, pressing a soft peck to his lips before I moved back down to help him pull his boxers back up. Once the waistband smacked into his hips, I patted his stomach lightly and carefully straddled him again.

"Happy anniverary." I chirped, brushing his slimey hair away from his forehead. "I love you so much."

"Mm." He agreed, grabbing my hands from his hair and intertwining our fingers. "Happy anniversary. Damn, four years."

"And counting." I added, heart warming at the dopey grin he flashed at me.

I squeazed his hands, leaning forward to press a kiss to his lips. I pecked him a few times, smiling when his lips remained puckered every time I pulled away. I grinned, pecking his lips one more time before I started placing wet kisses all around his face.

"Baby!" He chuckled, failing to block me as he turned his head.

I giggled, holding his hands tighter when he tried to free them in order to stop me. He laughed harder, finally giving in and letting it happen. Once he stopped fighting it, I gave him a final kiss to his lips and pulled away.

"Let me love you!" I exclaimed breathlessly, pulling my right hand up and twisting it enough so I could kiss the back of his hand cutely.

"I am!" He shouted, laughing as he tugged his hands from mine. "Let me love on you now."

I bit my lip, running my hands back over his chest as his palms brushed up under my shirt.

"Surprise!"

I jumped, rolling off of Alex's lap and into the small space between him and the wall as I held my hand over my pounding heart. I panted lightly, trying to calm down while Alex laughed beside me.

"Ever heard of knocking?" I spluttered, watching Mom and Lauren enter all the way.

I raised my eyebrows, staring down at their full hands before my attention went back up to their faces when a familiar and irritating sound filled my ears a second time.

"Sorry to interrupt?" Mom continued, voice coming out muffled because of the party whistle hanging from her lips. "Happy Anniversary!"

I blushed, fighting the urge to cover my face when she leaned over the bed and set the long tray in her hands across Alex's exposed waist. My stomach rumbled loudly, the smell of pancakes and syrup running up my nostrils instantly.

"You guys made us breakfast?" Alex asked slowly, taking in the plate of pancakes and bacon Lauren set down.

I stared at the tray in awe, mouth watering at the large glass of orange juice in the corner while every bit of annoyance from being walked in on melted away. I bit my lip, trying to ignore the way my eyes watered as I looked back up. Mom smiled down at us brightly, holding her hands over her hips while she looked us over.

"You guys are fucking sweet." Alex spoke slowly.

"I didn't want you guys to starve. It's after two in the afternoon." Mom mentioned, pointing between us.

"Thank you." I whispered, sitting up and crossing my legs.

"Eat up." She ordered. "Then stop being lazy boys."

"Happy Anniversary." Lauren mumbled, smiling at us before she backed out of the room. "It was my idea!"

"Bring they tray back when you're done." Mom ordered, smiling at me when I looked back to her. "I'll be in the kitchen cleaning up."

"Okay." I agreed quietly, watching her retreat back into the hall.

I slumped my shoulders when the door was left open, but shrugged it off when a forkful of pancake was shoved in front of my face. I grinned, opening my mouth wide enough for him to fit everything inside. I pressed my lips closed, moaning at the flavor as he pulled the fork away.

"Your mom fucking rocks." He commented, shoving some pancakes into his own mouth while I chewed quietly.

I swallowed, grabbing the glass of orange juice from the tray when he moved to sit up. I hummed, taking a long drink before setting it back on the tray and grabbing a strip of bacon. I took a bite, enjoying the crunch while my eyes fell back over the medium sized tray when it shook. I held my hand along the edge to keep it steady while Alex got more comfortable next to me. Once he stopped moving, I opened my mouth and turned my head towards him expectantly.

"Say ah." He teased, scooping up a large bite drenched in syrup.

"I already did that for you five minutes ago." I retorted, blushing right after I realized what I said.

"I could go for seeing it again." He smirked, licking his lips. "You look good with my dick in your mouth."

"Shut up!" I gasped, slapping his arm gently. "Just feed me."

He chuckled, cocking his eyebrow up while he held the fork closer to my face. I opened my mouth, leaning forward to slurp it off only for half of the syrup to drip off of the fork and down my chin. I whined, tilting my head up in attempt to keep it from rolling down more on to my clothes or my leg because I'd rather not have sticky patches all over me.

"Give me a napkin." I managed to get out through the huge mouthful he forced into me. "Hurry."

"We don't have any." He mumbled.

I whined, carefully moving my head back down in defeat only for Alex's hand to tilt my chin back up. I swallowed, licking my sticky lips in question before I felt something warm and extremely wet slip up from under my chin to my lips.

"Ew!" I exclaimed, shoving Alex's face away from me.

"I cleaned it off!" He defended, grabbing the glass before it fell over with him. "Damn, I thought you were try'na love me not push me away."

"I do love you." I sighed, using the collar of my shirt to wipe off his slobber. "I didn't want your spit all over my face."

"You never complained about having my spit in your mouth." He pointed out, shoveling more food into his mouth.

"I don't mind your spit in my mouth when you're kissing me because it's bound to happen. I don't want globs of your drool covering my chin." I explained, frowning as I dropped my shirt back down. "You didn't even swallow the spit piling in your mouth before you licked me like a normal person would've."

I rolled my eyes at the sound of him chewing, snatching two more strips of bacon from the plate in my left hand and grabbing the orange juice in my right. I took a slow sip, raising my eyebrows at Alex when he tossed his head back.

"Fuck." He groaned, leaning back on his left elbow.

"What?" I asked, taking a bite of bacon.

"I ate too much." He grumbled, dramatically lolling his head towards me.

I scrunched my face up, looking from him and to the plate. What was five pancakes is now two and there's still half a plate of bacon left.

"You're full of shit." I scoffed, looking back to him and shoving my bacon towards him. "Three pancakes is nothing for you."

He pouted, parting his lips just enough for me to shove the short chunk of bacon into his mouth. I giggled, eating the other piece in my hand while he chewed slowly.

"Okay, well I want you to eat the rest." He admitted, sitting back up.

"It's for us to share." I reminded, opening my mouth. "Cake me."

"And I want you to eat the rest. I already ate more than half." He insisted, finally giving me a normal bite. "You need it."

"What does that mean?" I mumbled, finishing off the bacon in my hand.

"Just fucking eat it." He chuckled, pressing a sticky kiss to my lips. "I don't want my baby bein' hungry."

I coughed, patting my chest while I forced the small remainder of bacon down my throat. I sipped at the orange juice, ignoring Alex's weird look once I stopped choking. My face flushed, making me clear my throat awkwardly as I tried to wave it off.

"You good?" He chuckled.

"Went down the wrong way." I nodded, handing him the half empty glass.

Way to look like a fucking idiot.

"Seriously though." He said after a silent minute of watching me eat a pancake. "Eat up, okay?"

"Yeah." I agreed, nervous butterflies fluttering around me as thoughts of how to tell him began clouding my mind.

I shook my head, trying to force the worries away. I don't want to spend the day freaking out over what I'm going to say. It's going to come out smoothly tonight when the right time comes along.

"I can't eat anymore." I breathed, holding my breath to stop the hiccups from coming up my throat. "Too much food."

"Okay." He laughed, folding the last half of the remaining pancake and shoving it into his mouth.

"I knew you weren't full." I huffed out, crossing my arms over my full stomach.

He shrugged, carefully getting up from the bed with the tray in his hands. He tucked it in between his side and arm while his right hand held on to the empty glass tightly.

"Be right back." He called, leaving the room.

I bit my lip, leaning back into the wall once he disappeared. Sighing heavily, I rubbed my throbbing stomach and ignored the weird twists going on inside me. Slumping more against the wall, I let out three quiet burps in a row and sighed in relief.

"Are you good?"

I looked back to the doorway, nodding my head as Alex leaned against the door lazily.

"I feel a little better after sitting for a minute." I smiled, sitting up straighter.

"It'll feel fine once it settles longer." He noted, walking over to the bed.

I scrunched my eyebrows together, slowly taking his hands when he held them out to me. He grinned, tugging me forward until I was slipping off of the bed and standing to my feet.

"What are you up to?" I questioned, looking up at him when his arms wrapped around my waist.

"I uh, need to shower and I was thinkin' we could save water." He hinted, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

"I can't shower with you when my parents are home." I whispered, giving a quick glance to my open door. "I'm definitely not having sex with you when I feel this fat."

"What did I say about saying that shit?" He frowned, hugging my hips with his arms gently. "I'm not gonna fuck you in the shower with your family around anyway. You're too fucking loud and it echos in there. Plus your awesome mom just made us some bomb ass pancakes."

"I can be quiet." I scoffed, letting my hands slip up his chest.

"Not in the shower you can't." He retorted, smirking down at me. "Not when I hit it like I do."

"Okay." I dragged out, moving my fingers to tangle in the tail of hair along the nape of his neck. "I don't think your ego can get any bigger."

He grinned, kissing my forehead softly before nudging my nose with his.

"I guess saving water doesn't sound so bad..." I trailed off, watching his eyes light up. "As long as you wash my hair and the places I can't reach."

"You got it, sexy." He winked, stepping away motioning for me to walk ahead. "Lead the way."
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I breathed in the fresh air, glancing down at our tangled hands with a smile as the warm breeze blew through my teased hair. Licking my lips, I trailed my eyes over the faded blue skinny jeans before bringing my gaze up over the worn grey t-shirt covering his chest and to the snapback covering his hair. I grinned, watching his shirt flow with the wind while the warm sun beat down on us.

"You look like a kid walking to school." I giggled, referring to the black bag over his back. "What's even in there?"

"You'll see." He chuckled, squeezing my hand.

I grinned, wrapping my left hand around his forearm as I leaned more into him. Humming in content, I looked over my pale blue skinny jeans and down to my feet. The flip flops smacked against my foot obnoxiously with every step I took, reminding me of how old they are.

"Will you tell me where we're going?" I questioned, looking up to see the main road coming up. "This is obviously not the way to the movies."

"I'm not taking you to the movies this time." He chuckled, pulling me across the crosswalk when the white light flashed at us. "I wanna actually spend time with you. I haven't been able to do that lately."

I bit my lip, nodding in agreement. He's definitely been working more hours than he used to. A lot more now that it's summer.

"It's so late when I get home from work, we end up eating and laying down or just hanging out with everyone back at the house." He continued. "I want us to spend time together just us. Not in your house and not in a room full of people yelling at us for whispering."

"You're sweet." I smiled, laying my head on his shoulder for a brief second. "I love walking with you."

"I know." He responded, nudging his elbow into mine while he nodded his head to the side. "S'why I had us walk here."

I rolled my lips, glancing in the direction he nodded in. I gasped, unable to contain the quiet squeal that shot up my throat. The large gates were opened and it looked surprisingly uncrowded for being a Saturday.

"The beach?" I grinned, looking back at him excitedly. "We haven't been here in so long."

"Yeah." He smiled, leading me towards the entrance. "I wanted to bring you somewhere almost as beautiful as you."

"Oh my God." I giggled, slapping his bicep playfully as we walked through the open gates. "You're so cheesy."

"You love it." He shrugged, untangling our fingers.

I nodded in agreement, leaning down to pick my shoes up after I kicked them off. My feet immediately sank into the warm, dry sand and I grinned. Shaking the sand from my flip flops, I tucked them under my arm and followed behind Alex as he led me closer towards the water.

"Alex." I whined, staring down at the tight skinny jeans before glancing to the white crewneck over my chest. "Why did you let me wear this?"

I huffed, dropping my shoes down when he stopped a good thirty feet from the water. I crossed my arms, shivering slightly from the breeze hitting us. Looking up towards the sky, I noticed the bright blue slowly transforming into a darker shade now.

"Because it's after five and I knew you'd get cold. Especially by the water." He answered, taking my attention back to him. "And you look damn good in my shirts."

I rolled my eyes fondly, tightening my arms over my chest while I watched him drop the bag at his feet. He unzipped it, carefully pulling a bundle out from inside.

"That's what that was for." I hummed, watching him shake the blanket out. "Lauren's going to kill you."

"She can suck my dick." He scoffed, laying the pink and purple galaxy blanket over the sand.

"Alex!" I grimaced, shaking my head at him.

"I don't mean literally." He retorted. "That'd be sick."

"You think?" I joked, watching him smooth out the wrinkles the best he could.

I grinned, watching him sit down with his legs crossed before he pulled the bag into his lap. I stepped on soft blanket, copying his position after I plopped down in front of him.

"You came prepared?" I teased, watching him pull out a small portable speaker.

"Uh huh." He nodded, sliding the speaker over towards me. "You can play your shitty music on there."

"My music isn't shitty." I gasped, holding my hand over my chest. "It's better than your's."

"Nothin's better than mine." He smirked, looking away from the bag. "Guess what else I brought?"

"Hm?" I hummed, switching the speaker on.

I pulled my phone from my pocket, unlocking it easily and clicking on the music app. I pulled up my most recent playlist, grinning when I clicked shuffle. It automatically connected to the speaker, sound coming out pretty clearly instead of cracking like I expected.

"Really?" He groaned loudly.

"Mhm." I nodded happily, smiling cutely as Coming Clean by Hilary Duff played softly.

He rolled his eyes playfully before raising his eyebrow at me. I frowned, feeling my face scrunch up before my gaze caught on his hand still in the bag.

"Oh! Um...." I trailed off slowly, tapping my chin in thought. "Candy?"

"Better." He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows as he pulled his hand back out. "Booze."

"Alex." I gasped quietly, taking in the large bottle of wine.

"S'red." He informed, already raising it up to his mouth.

I swallowed thickly, nervous butterflies fluttering through me as I watched him bite at the wrapper with his teeth. It's time. Something's telling me now is the time to tell him. Now. Before he opens the fucking wine, Jack! I smacked myself mentally when I kept quiet, guilt flashing through me when he successfully ripped the rapper off.

"Figured I'd get your favorite." He went on, shoving the wrappers back into the bag.

I cleared my throat, feeling my face heat up from nerves as he popped the cork. I jumped at the loud pop, my eyes widening when he slurped at the foam until it stopped. I gave him an awkward smile, watching him tilt his head back and take a few long sips.

"Woo!" He cheered, smacking his lips together before holding it out towards me. "Cheer to four years, baby."

"And many more." I added, reluctantly taking the bottle from his grip.

My stomach flipped as I raised the bottle to my lips casually. Gulping slightly, I tilted my head back and struggled to press my lips closed over the opened cap. Keeping the bottle tilted for a few seconds, I moved it away and popped my lips like I actually took a sip.

"Mm." I mumbled.

I passed the bottle back to him, feeling my heart pound in my chest when he took another few slugs. I swallowed, licking my lips to get another small taste of the bitter wine while he set the bottle in the sand to keep it upright. I sighed, subtly resting my hands over my stomach while dread filled me. I need to do it now.

"Wine, the beach, me." He listed, pulling his shoes from his feet. "What else could make the night better?"

It'll be okay. Just tell him. There's no use in waiting any longer. He has to know. Maybe it could make the night better. Maybe it won't turn out as bad as I first thought. It won't turn out bad. I have faith now.

"You didn't wear socks?" I grimaced, avoiding my thoughts completely even though the fact that he isn't wearing socks really doesn't surprise me.

He chuckled, leaning forward enough to grab at my hands. I licked my lips, ignoring the angry butterflies rushing around my stomach as I looked into his bright eyes.

"Come here." He called, letting go of my hands.

I bit my lip, glancing around us to find it still pretty secluded. The only other people here looked like another group of teenagers closer to the other side. Releasing my lip, I looked back over at him. He smirked, patting his lap a few times before holding his hands out for me. I sighed, smiling softly as I moved on to my knees.

"You really want me in your lap?" I questioned, walking the few steps on my knees. "At a beach."

"I want you in my lap all the time." He quipped, wiggling his eyebrows as I carefully maneuvered myself over him.

I rolled my eyes, sitting down as softy as I could. He ran his hands up my legs, brushing the sand off before slipping his palms under my shirt. He curled them over my hips, making my stomach flutter in that familiar giddy kind of way.

"Somethin' about you is drivin' me crazy more than usual." He confessed, pressing his nose into my neck. "And you smell really fucking good."

"Well, we did shower." I stated, draping my arms over his broad shoulders. "Maybe it's because you saw me naked."

"Yeah, after weeks." He whined, lolling his head back to pout at me. "You wouldn't even let me run my hands over you."

"You're so dramatic. It was barely a week." I informed, shaking my head at him. "I didn't let you touch on me because I knew you would try to bend me over."

"Maybe." He admitted, biting his lip.

"Yeah." I mocked, giggling as I got more comfortable. "I would've let you have your way and then we would probably be dead because my dad was in his room the whole time."

"Whatever." He groaned, using my hips to pull me higher up his lap.

I giggled, leaning down to press my forehead into his now that I have the height advantage. He smiled up at me, making my heart stutter as I pushed everything to the back of my mind in order to focus on just him. I breathed in deeply, closing my eyes before I let my lips press into his slowly. He hummed, slipping his hands more up my sides as I deepened the kiss. He moaned, really getting into it with me when I grabbed his face in my hands.

Here's the thing we started out friends
It was cool, but it was all pretend
Yeah, yeah
Since you've been gone

I pulled away despite Alex's protests, grinning excitedly as the small speaker grew louder with the song. I nodded along, singing with one of my all time favorite people; Jeremy McKinnon, while I caught my breath.

"I love when he screams like that." I gushed, gripping on the back of Alex's shirt dramatically. "His voice is so smooth, but so rough. Mm."

"You love that more than kissing me?" Alex joked, running his hands down to my thighs.

"How come I never hear you say I just wanna be with you? Because you never felt that way!" I sang loudly, ignoring his comment as I swayed back and forth.

"Baby." Alex breathed, going quiet when I shoved my hand over his mouth.

Oh!
Since you've been gone, since you've been gone
I can breathe for the first time, I'm so moving on
Yeah, yeah
Thanks to you, thanks to you
Now I get, I get what I want
I can breath for the first time, I'm so moving on
Yeah, yeah
Thanks to you, now I get
You should know, that I get
I get what I want

I bit my lip in disbelief, feeling my gut actually fill with warmth just from the way he sang the last chunk of the song. There's something so unbelieveably hot and sexy about the way he sang it.

"If you sang to me like that, oh." I purred, moving my hand from his mouth and to his hand over my thigh before I slipped it up further.

"Are you-" He coughed, looking me over quickly. "Are you fucking horny right now?"

"I don't know." I answered honestly, biting my cheek while I awkwardly grabbed the collar of my shirt. "Is it hot out here?"

"Don't be getting all hot for some fucking pop singer." He huffed, pulling his hand from my thigh. "Are you serious?"

I smirked at his jealous tone, slipping my hands back over his neck.

"Maybe you should sing to me more often." I suggested, barely grinding into him. "Then it could be you getting me all hot and not a rock singer."

He gawked up at me, making me smirk. For once, I've left him kind of speechless without having his dick in my mouth. I giggled, trying to ignore the twisting in my stomach because acting like this is so not like me. I don't just randomly get horny and want to fuck. Especially not in public places like a beach.

"Is the wine getting to you already?" He accused, pushing me back gently.

"No." I told honestly, guilt ringing through me at the reminder of how long I'm procrastinating. "Is it getting to you?"

"Lil' bit." He admitted with a chuckle. "I think I drank too much too fast. Maybe I should've waited until we ate."

"We did eat." I reminded, giggling at the dazed look crossing his face.

"I'm no lightweight." He nodded, licking his lips. "You wanna walk by the water?"

"I'd love to walk by the water with you." I grinned, climbing off of his lap and standing to my feet gracefully.

I kept the smile on my face, bending over easily. I licked my lips, slowly rolling up the bottoms of my jeans. I stopped once they were an inch above my ankles, cringing at the tightness from rolling them up so far. Shrugging, I stood back up just as a hard slap hit my ass. I squealed, nearly falling forward from the force.

"Alex!" I yelled, whipping around to see his laughing face. "That fucking hurt!"

I raised my hand, huffing when the hard smack to his arm had no effect on him. Frowning, I ran my hands over my butt cheek and hissed at the burning sensation.

"I can make it feel better." He offered, failing to bite back his grin.

"You're not doing anything with it after that." I grumbled, rolling my eyes when he stepped up in my space.

"M'sorry." He pouted, knocking my hands out of the way and softly massaging where he smacked.

"Maybe," I started, biting my lip when the warmth in my gut returned. "Maybe you should stop grabbing my ass like that."

"I don't know." He hummed, groping me particularly hard. "I like it."

"Alex." I warned, nudging his arms.

He huffed, taking a step back as he dropped his hands from me. I chuckled, slipping my right hand in his left. I tangled our fingers together and threw him a big smile, gently tugging him towards the water as I walked backwards.

"Let's enjoy the night." I beamed, feeling the cooling sand slip through my toes.

"I always enjoy my time with you." He responded, bending down to peck my lips.

I giggled, pecking him once more before my foot sank into sopping wet sand. I gasped, grabbing on to Alex's arm when my foot sank in further.

"That's cold!" I exclaimed, pulling my foot free only for both of them to sink into the muddy sand.

"It'll be okay." He promised, leading me more towards where the water began.

I nodded, shivering when the breeze hit me harder than before. I walked along the shore, grinning when Alex walked closer to where the water kept rising up.

"Let's be that couple!" He exclaimed, pulling a dirty stick from where it washed up with the water.

"What couple?" I wondered, tucking my hands into my sleeves.

I giggled, wiggling my toes in the weird texture as they sank further into the mud. He ignored me, hurriedly shoving the stick into the patch of wet sand in front of him. I watched him scramble to write my name in the sand, barely managing to make the 'c' before the water came rushing towards him.

"Alex!" I called, jumping back just in time to miss the small wave.

I covered my mouth, watching his mouth drop when the water slammed into the back of his feet. The force almost knocked him back, splashing all up his legs.

"Holy shit!" He yelled out, shuddering slightly.

"Oh my God!" I laughed, brushing my hair back. "Are you cold?"

"Yeah, I'm fuckin' cold!" He answered, raising the stick back up. "C'mere."

I bit my lip, studying the water behind him for a few seconds before deeming it safe enough to walk over. With that in mind, I carefully walked through the slimy sand and took the hand held out to me when I got close enough.

"Be cute with me." He coaxed, pulling me in front of him.

I bit my lip, watching him hold the stick out. I giggled, placing my hand over his while his right hand lingered around my hip. I leaned forward with him, trying to ignore the weird feeling as our hands marked the sand together.

"You're being romantic." I cooed, unable to contain my smile as I read over the small creation.

"A plus J." He repeated, tossing the stick in front of us.

"A plus J." I stated proudly, gripping his forearms when he wrapped his arms around me tightly. "Forever and always?"

"Until I die." He confirmed, resting his chin over my shoulder.

I grinned, feeling my eyes water at the sincerity in his voice while my heart stuttered happily. I sighed in content, relaxing back into him while he pressed his lips into my neck. I fidgeted slightly, wiggling my toes in attempt to get them out of the cold sand.

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." He whispered, hugging me tightly.
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"I can't believe you threw me in the water." I shivered, holding my arms closer to my chest.

I shuddered harder, teeth chattering when the breeze passed by. It's only getting colder now that it's getting dark out.

"I barely got you wet." He chuckled, wrapping his arm around me tightly as he led me back to our blanket.

"Asshole." I joked, tugging the damp hem of my shirt away from me.

"S'okay." He shrugged, moving away from me. "I got something for you."

I raised my eyebrows, watching him bend forward and dig into the backpack again. I smiled fondly, taking in the way his damp jeans fell off of his flat ass before he stood back up.

"You?" I wondered, watching him pull his wet shirt over his head and drop it to the ground.

He chuckled, standing straight and turning back towards me. I pressed my lips together, letting my eyes trail over his chest briefly before my gaze fell to his hips. Just looking at him made my stomach flip in excitement and happiness. I'm so lucky to have him.

"You're so sexy." I breathed, keeping my gaze on the thin black letters across the thick white waistband of his briefs sticking out.

I stepped closer to him, letting my fingers run over his sharp hip bones before I trailed them up his stomach and on to his damp chest. I bit my lip, looking over his biceps once more before I slid my hands over his shoulders and to the back of his neck. I looked up to find him smirking, making him look even better while his wet hair hung over his eyes. I used my right hand to brush his bangs back, exposing his forehead for once while his snapback flipped backwards off of his head.

"You think I'm sexy?" He asked lowly, pressing his forehead down to mine.

"Really sexy." I corrected, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

I stared into his eyes for a few seconds, letting them slip closed when his lips brushed mine. He pulled back only for me to stand on my toes to keep our lips locked. He hummed, gripping my hips as he leaned back down. I smiled, feeling him push my lips open when he pulled me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck more comfortably, tilting my head and breathing through my nose. I gasped, moaning when he sucked my bottom lip into his more, gently nibbling with his teeth.

"Okay." I breathed, shivering harder when the breeze hit again. "I'm fucking cold."

"Yeah." He panted. "Here."

I stepped back, glancing down at the black shirt that randomly appeared in his hands. I hummed, pulling it from his hands and slowly unfolding it. I nodded at the soft material, shaking it out to loosen it up.

"I got one for both of us." He mumbled.

"Awe!" I gasped, looking over the bold white words. "What does your's say?"

"Uh. He's mine." He answered, making my grin widen. "I saw them when I took Lauren to the mall a while ago."

"I love it." I cooed, re-reading over the front. "I'm his. I love this, baby."

"Put it on." He chuckled, tugging it from my hands.

I eagerly pulled the wet crewneck over my head, tossing it on top of Alex's wet t-shirt. I tugged my jeans more up my hips, still wondering how they managed to stay mostly dry while Alex dragged me through the ice cold water.

"How long were we in there?" I asked, motioning back to the water before I took the new shirt and pulled it over my head.

"Long 'nuff for me to be tipsy." He chuckled, looking down when I finished slipping my arms in the new crewneck. "Looks good, baby."

I blushed, looking down as I pulled at the hem of the shirt. Butterflies fluttered through me for the millionth time tonight and I smiled, digging my wet toes in the dry sand to clean them off. I can't believe it's been four years and he can still make me blush like this.

"You're so beautiful." He told, tilting my chin back up.

I smiled, puckering my lips as he leaned down. I giggled, feeling him peck me five times in a row before he pulled away. I licked my lips, tucking my hands into the warm sleeves when the wind picked up once again.

"You're too good to me." I sighed, biting my lip when he gulped down more wine.

"You're too good for us." He corrected, furrowing his eyebrows while he held the wine out to me. "I mean me. You're too good for me. I should prob' lay off the wine."

"Maybe." I agreed, giggling at his dazed expression.

I took the bottle from his hand and carefully set it back into the sand. Once it was steady, I crawled back on to the blanket and rolled my jeans back down more comfortably.

"You drank more than half of the bottle already." I chuckled, crossing my legs. "That means you better slow your roll. We haven't eaten in a few hours now."

"S'fine." He brushed off, sitting down beside me.

I bit back my grin, watching him pull out the matching crewneck and slip it over his head. He popped his arms threw lazily and laid down over the blanket on his back, exposing most of his stomach from the movement. I shook my head, tugging the hem back down to his hips while my eyes lingered on the words over his chest.

"I wanna take a picture of us for Instagram." I decided, leaning towards the small speaker.

I frowned, just now noticing the silence as I swiped my phone from on top of the small speaker. Shrugging, I unlocked my phone and saw that it disconnected sometime when Alex and I were by the water.

"It's seven." I informed, clicking on the camera icon.

I flipped the camera towards me, widening my eyes when my messed up hair came into view. The wind must have been stronger than I thought. Either that or I didn't do my hair nearly as good as I usually do.

"Lay with me." Alex called.

I ruffled my hair one last time, looking away from the camera as I scooted closer to his side.

"Okay." I smiled, watching his hold his left arm out.

I slowly laid back, wiggling my body around until my head rested comfortably against his shoulder. I moaned at the warmth coming off of his body, pressing more into his side the best I could with my arm sticking out.

"Say cheese!" I ordered, holding my hand out as far as I could.

I frowned, slowly moving the camera around in attempt to get our faces along with the front of our new shirts.

"Gimme it." Alex chuckled, holding his hand out.

"I could've got it." I whined, pushing the phone towards him.

"In a million years." He chuckled, turning the phone sideways and holding it out.

I cuddled into him more, rolling more on my side and shoving my face into his neck right as I saw the flash from the corner of my eye. I giggled, nuzzling my cold nose into his warm skin while he hummed.

"You're not looking." He stated, dropping the phone down on my side.

"Ow." I huffed, draping my left arm over his chest.

"Drama queen." He joked, wrapping his arm around my back.

"Am not." I argued pathetically, moving my left leg to squeeze in between his.

I breathed in deeply, closing my eyes and relaxing as I let it back out. Alex's fingers running over my lower back where my shirt rode up a bit felt very comforting and made me realize how much I actually missed just laying in his arms. It's been a while since we got to just lay with each other like this. I sucked in a deep breath, opening my eyes and turning my head just enough to see the beautiful orange-pink tint in the dark sky due to the sun finally setting.

"Jack?"

"Hm?" I hummed softly, pressing my face back into his neck.

"I love you." He whispered, clutching at my hip lightly. "I really fucking love you and sometimes I don't think you know how much I do."

I swallowed thickly, feeling my heart stutter in my chest while my eyes stung.

"I do know." I argued, sniffling lightly. "I love you too. So much."

"Do you remember when I thought I couldn't love you?" He asked, seemingly in a daze.

"You didn't think you would love anybody back then, Lex." I corrected quietly, feeling his shirt bunch up as I tightened my grip over his chest.

"Relationships just never seemed to last." He continued, letting out a sigh. "I always thought I was fine fucking around with everyone. I liked it that way. I thought I did. I thought I liked having options and not being tied to anyone."

"I know, baby." I whispered, pressing a soft kiss under his jaw.

"I was such a dickhead back then." He sighed. "I really don't deserve you."

"Yes you do." I argued sternly. "You deserve everything, Alex."

"You really turned me around." He added, moving slightly.

I dropped let go of his hand, leaning up on my elbows while I watched him move to his feet. He shook his shirt out, brushing his ass off halfheartedly before he was holding his hands out to me. I bit my lip, stomach flipping with nerves while I let him pull me up. I wiped myself off the best I could before he grabbed my hands and wrapped them around his neck.

"What are you doing?" I questioned curiously.

"Dancing with you." He replied, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"With no music?" I smiled.

"No music." He nodded.

"You really are being romantic tonight." I claimed, biting my cheek when guilt flashed through me again.

"Only for you." He mumbled.

I licked my dry lips, lightly pressing our chests together when he started to sway. I giggled, stumbling forward with him as he lost his balance. He held me tightly, quickly regaining balance again with a laugh.

"I'm a little tipsy." He revealed, slowly twirling us around in a circle.

"You drank a lot of wine." I suggested, giggling when he stumbled a little more.

I smiled, watching him stare at me silently before he cleared his throat. I bit my lip, raising my eyebrows when he let out an obnoxious cough.

"I'm so into you, I can barely breathe."

I blushed as he sang to me softly, looking down as I tightened my arms around his neck.

"I love you so much." I told quietly.

"I love you too." He whispered.

I sighed, tucking my face into his neck as I breathed in his scent. I tightened my arms around him, feeling him repeat the gesture around my waist. Tears welled up in my eyes and I sighed, trying to keep myself together the best I could while trying to slow dance in the sand. I want this moment to last forever, but I know I'm going to ruin it within the next five minutes if I ever get the guts to say it.

"Oh shit." He mumbled, rubbing his thumbs into my back as he stopped swaying. "I sound that horrible compared to the other guy? You said if I sang to you you'd fuck me."

I tucked my face into his neck more, breathing him in one more time before I pressed a sweet kiss to the salty skin. I sniffled, moving to look up into his eyes as he frowned down at me. He wiped my shed tears with his thumbs, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

"Baby. I was kidding. Do you not like the date?" He asked nervously. "I knew it was dumb. Lazing around the beach and drinking-"

"No! I loved this. It's just..." I trailed off, feeling my throat get clogged. "I've just got to tell you something."

"You know you can tell me anything." He comforted.

"I-I.." I stammered, looking down at our sand covered feet and taking a deep breath.

"You're not telling me you don't want me anymore right?" He questioned.

"God, no! I love you so much." I expressed.

He chuckled, wiping away the tears once more before holding my chin and tilting my head up. I stared back into his eyes the best I could while the sun set behind us. It was darker than I would like, but still beautiful. A beautiful setting for this moment.

"What is it?" He pressed.

I bit my lip, closing my water-filled eyes loosely while I sucked a deep breath in through my nose. I let it out and tried to relax my tense shoulders, only managing to make myself feel more anxious. My stomach flipped and I felt my jaw tingle, making me really feel like puking.

"Uh. Well," I started nervously, moving my hands to rest over his stomach. "You know how you said you weren't ready to be an uncle?"

"Oh god." He mumbled, widening his eyes. "Lauren's pregnant? Jack, I'll beat the shit out of-"

"Not her." I interrupted, looking down at my hands as I played with the stiff letters.

"Wait." He drawled in confusion. "Huh?"

"Well. Uh...I." I stammered, biting my lip as I looked up at him. "Uh. It's kind of complicated, but like. It's me."

"I know, silly." He chuckled, bumping his nose into mine. "You're in my arms."

"No, Alex." I said softly, feeling my mouth run dry. "I-I. Um, this is hard. Um."

"You confuse me." He mumbled, squeezing my hips. "I don't wanna be an uncle right now."

"You won't be an uncle." I blurted, angry butterflies swarming inside of me. "You're gonna be a dad."

Notes

YOU GUYSI AM SO PISSED!

I'll try to keep this short if anyone is interested! This is a little explanation of why it took so long to update!

So I'm not sure if I've mentioned this but my sisters boyfriend hates me because I'm not afraid to call him out for being a douche all the time. The other day maybe a week ago or so my mom forced me to be nice and let him borrow my laptop. This asshole decided it would be okay to clean out my laptop???? he saw the documents I had saved to the desktop and I didn't have a chance to save the backup on my memory stick like I usually do.

This bastard deleted my favorite chapter yet and I had no exact memory of what I had written!! It sounds dumb but I got really sad when it was gone and I couldn't figure out how I wanted to rewrite it. I really like how it turned out this time though and I'm sorry if the anniversary shit isn't that cute but I thought the little scenes I put in fit their relationship more.

Sorry for this long ass rant guys! I had to do it on my phone because my computer decided to start doing updates.

I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! Thanks to all my commenters! Y'all really make some smile when I see your thoughts and everything!

If you're still here I'm sorry I lied in the beginning of this note because it ended up being long as fuck.

Love y'all!! I hope yous have great days and smile!