(Devon's POV)

Once we get out of the van, flashes go off. I find Alex's hand and hold it as we walk into the airport. Fans are screaming everywhere. I honestly can't believe all of these people are our fans. It's unbelievable. I remember being a damn garage band, and now we're international rock stars.

Alex looks a little frighten. I squeeze her hand in reassurance. I remove our hands and put my arm around her, bringing her closer to me.

"You okay?" I ask her, leaning down to her ear.

Alex nods and picks up the pace.

~~~

"Your fans are..something else." Alex mumbles as she sits next to me. I'm in-between Skylar and Alex. Across from us is Ryan, Leon and then Ivy. Taylor is..somewhere else.

"Yeah, they are, but we love em'." Ryan chuckles.

I nod in agreement and lean back in the chair.

I zone out the pilots instructions and look out of the window. As we start moving, Alex closes her eyes. I grab her hand and squeeze it in reassurance. Alex squeezes my hand back.

The rustling stop and we're in the air, riding smoothly. Alex opens her eyes and looks at me.

"You okay?" I ask her. Alex smiles and nods at me.

If I wasn't so used to flying, I'd be the same way. It scares me when we first take off and land. But like I said, I'm used to it.

Alex grabs her iPod and earphones, plugging it in. She puts her earphones in and leans her head on my shoulder. Skylar is also listening to music. Leon is watching a movie, along with Ivy. Ryan is reading a book while listening to music.

I sigh and put my earphones on, listening to music. I lean my head on Alex's, closing my eyes.

~~~

"Wake up, babe. Babe!" Alex shakes me awake. I groan and open my eyes. "We're here."

I nod and yawn. I stretch out my limbs before unbuckling my seatbelt. I stand up and grab my luggage. I wait for Alex, who is also getting her luggage. I grab her hand and hold onto it tight so she doesn't get lost.

Flashes of camera's go off. I sigh and take off my sunglasses. I hand them to Alex, who is shielding her eyes. She smiles at me before taking them.

As we walk by, the paparazzi asks some fucking dumb questions.

"DEVON! IS IT TRUE YOU AND ALEX ARE MARRIED?"

"ALEX! ARE YOU PREGNANT?"

Like, what the fuck? For one, if Alex was married, she would have a ring on her finger. Two, if she was pregnant, she'd be at home sleeping and resting, so would I.

I roll my eyes at the stupid questions and continue walking. We reach our van as the fans scream. Ryan and Skylar go sign some things. I'm to tired to worry about the fans, and plus my girlfriend and her best friend are probably scared shitless.

I put our stuff in and usher Alex to get in. She gets in the back, I sit next to her. Ivy sits next to me, so I'm in the middle.

"That was awesome!" Ivy cheers.

"Bull crap, I'm lucky Devon gave me her glasses, or else I would've been blind." Alex scoffs. "About that, how are your eyes?"

"No biggie, I'm use to it." I shrug.

"It's a shame you don't have any privacy." Alex mummers. I nod as she rests her head on my shoulder, closing her eyes.

~~~

Everyone left to go explore while Alex and I are still here. Alex is watching TV, while I'm checking Twitter. I hear Alex loudly sigh. I raise an eyebrow and look up, putting my phone away. Alex looks at me and crawls over to me.

She sits on my lap, wrapping her legs around my waist with her arms around my neck. I put arms around her waist.

"What's up babe?" I mumble as I stare at her.

"I'm bored.." She sighs. I smile and kiss her lips.

"You're beautiful." I mummer into the kiss. Alex responds by kissing me harder. I gently bite down on her lip. She licks my lips, asking for entrance. I let her in as we fight for dominance. As always, I wink. I slowly move so I'm hovering over her on the couch.

I remove my lips from hers and bring them to her jawline. I lick my way down to her neck. I gently nibble on her neck, causing a low moan to come out of her. And let me say this, her moaning turns me on.

I remove Alex's shirt slowly. She then tugs at the hem of my shirt. I swiftly pull it off, throwing it to the side.

"Fuck," She mummers as she looks at me. "You're so perfect." I start touching her stomach, along with kissing it, making her shiver. I kiss my way up, not breaking eye contact.

"May I?" I ask her. Alex nods as I unclasped her bra. I stare at her, taking in her beauty.

"I-I'm ugly.." She mumbles, covering herself up. I see tears falling from her eyes.

"Hey? No no no. You're so beautiful and perfect that I can't even describe you. I love you, Alex. Don't feel insecure around me." I softly tell her, wiping her tears away. I kiss her passionately, tasting salt on her lips.

"I don't know where I'd be without you, Devon. I'd probably be the same small girl who is working at Starbucks." Alex tells me.

"You? If it wasn't for you, I'd still be the cold-hearted bitch. I'd still be smoking and out of control. I'd still be using girls. If it wasn't for you, I'd be nothing but a corrupted rock star. I love you so fucking much that you don't know. You complete the other half of me, Alex. I love you." I honestly say.

We stare at each other with tears of joy falling from our eyes. She looks into my eyes before speaking.

"I need you, Devon. Take me away."

"Are you sure?" I ask her.

"Yes."

I nod before taking off her pants.

"Tell me if I hurt you."