Starting Fresh

"I love you too Ni." I whispered back.
"Did i say that outloud?" He asked
"Yeah" I smiled
"Shit. She probably thinks im nuts now..." He muttered.
"No, i think your cute." I giggled.
" Really?" He asked hopefully.
"Yeah"
He leaned in, and our lip softly connected, moving in sync, his bare hand started to rub on my thigh. I winced in pain, then tried to cover it by coughing. Too late.
"Lexi? Whats up? Have you got a bruise?" He tried to lift my skirt up to see, but i pulled it down as he gasped.
"Oh my god..." He whispered. "Let me look again?" He asked, slowly moving my skirt up again, until the cuts on my thigh were visable. He leant down and gently kissed my thigh, before placing my skirt back.
"Oh baby... Stay strong, yeah? We'll get through this together" He told me, his eyes sad.
"Im sorry..." I whispered. Never before had i regretted doing them. Only Niall could make me want to stop. But it wasnt that easy. Taking your blade and running it sharply across your skin the first time? Not hard to do. When the pain is released mixed in with blood, it feels good. The next night you crave it again, the feeling to have no worries, just for a moment, then again, the night after. It becomes as addicting as smoking, as doing drugs, you cant just stop.
Suddenly, he started singing, quietly as he cradled me.
"And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am..." He stopped, and looked down at me smiling.
"I love that song... " I whispered.
"Al. I need to ask you something" He sai.
"Al?" I asked, confused.
"Alexi... Al... Everyone calls you Lexi, or Lex. I want to be different" He grinned.
"So, what was the question...?" I asked.
"Al. Will you, be my girlfriend?" He asked blushing.
"Of course" I smiled, kissing his cheek.

Notes

Not that long, i know
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