Throwing my phone across the room, I let my body drop back onto the bed. My head is spinning - and it's probably not from the shot of rum I had ten minutes ago.

Why on Earth would Will Lenney like me? Better yet, why do I think I even have a chance with someone as perfect as Alex?

I'm getting my hopes up and I need to stop.

I lay in bed for the next half hour, overthinking about my entire existence and casually sipping on the bottle of Alex's special Rum.

It's now six am, i'm not getting back to sleep anytime soon, so I get up to go make breakfast for myself. Stumbling slightly to get to the kitchen - I promise i'm not tipsy... I think - I get out the ingredients to make jam toast.

As i'm placing the bread into the toaster, Alex walks out of his room, holding his head.
"(Y/n)?" He asks groggily. I glance over my shoulder, smiling slightly at the sight of Alex. His messy hair combed backwards by what I'll assume to be his fingers, the hoodie I had dressed him in had vanished, instead replaced by a Star Wars tee.

"What are you doing awake." He asks sleepily, the glow of the sunrise seeping in from the cracks in the blinds, causing Alex's face to become an orangey pink. His question snaps me out of my daze, I stare up to his face - which now has a little grin. He keeps his gaze on me as he reaches over the shove to grab the painkillers from the cupboard.

"Couldn't get back to sleep, might have got tipsy off your rum and got hungry. Sorry, did I wake you?" I ask chuckling. Alex shakes his head as he swallows a mouth full of water from the tap and smiles at me as he walks over to the blinds and opens them, letting the morning light shine in.

As I butter my toast, I look over to where Alex is now residing. He's standing out on the small balcony, hands held together in front of him, staring off into the sunrise. Deciding that I'll be a nice roommate today, I make him coffee. When I finish spreading the jam evenly on the two pieces of bread, I start of the coffee.

As I stir in two tea spoons of sugar, Alex takes a deck of cigarettes out of his pj pocket and lights the end of one. I sigh quietly, knowing that he only smokes when he's stressed.

I pick up his coffee and my plate of toast and make my way to the balcony. The smell of smoke is present as I step out onto the small platform.

"Here." I murmur, carefully placing the mug on the table next to him.

"Thanks, Love." He replies, smiling sweetly at me as he exhales the toxic smoke. The pet name causing my stomach to erupt in butterflies.

"You should really quit." I say out loud, sitting down on the stool to eat my food.

Alex nods,
"I know, I should but it's not that simple." He sighs, picking up his cup and blowing gently before taking a sip.
"You make good coffee." He continues, smiling over at me.

"I work at a cafe, what do you expect?" I say jokingly, we both chuckle as he takes another sip from the steaming cup.

We sit in the quiet for a few minutes, silently consuming our breakfast. Just as I'm about to take a bite from the second bit of toast, Alex swoops down and steals it, taking a massive bit out of it and passing it back to me. My jaw drops open,
"Alex you mug, get your own!" I screech, savouring what was left of my toast dramatically. Alex lets out a laugh, almost choking on the toast.

"You're so rude." I whine, pouting at the slice of now cold toast. I shove it in my mouth, not liking the texture of it.

"Sorry, Love. I'll uber eats us food later yeah?" He asks, a cheeky smile playing on his face. I nod quickly, jumping to my feet and picking up my now empty plate. Sticking my tongue out at him as he takes one last sip from his mug.

Washing up my mess and drying the dishes off took forever - even though there was only three items - so when I finally finished, it was nearing 7am. I have work at 12, that thought alone makes me groan.

Alex had disappeared off into his room after his coffee, leaving me to clean up like always.

After the dishes I take a quick shower, freshening up for the day ahead.

I let the bubbles from the shampoo run down my back, I close my eyes for a spilt second, but as I open them shampoo seeps into my eyes and causes me to yelp.

As I lean over to the towel rack to wipe my eyes, my foot slips on the soapy floor. My head hits the sink - rather hard - and I slump to the ground. The world turns black just as I hear a knock on the door.

— Three hours later —

"Will she be okay?" I hear a voice ask, I try to open my eyes but the light burns and clouds my vision causing me to shut them tightly.

"She'll be just fine, she might have a concussion for a few days. Make sure she rests plenty." Another voice replies. I flinch as I open my eyes once more, narrowing my eyes as I take in my surroundings. I let out an uncomfortable groan as my eyes adjust to the light.

"(Y/n), I'm here." George says softly, squeezing my hand from beside me. I take a look around the room, noticing Alex, Darcy and who seems to be a nurse standing at the end of the bed.

Am I in hospital?

"What happened?" I ask, my voice croaking badly.

"You slipped and hit your head, Alex called an ambulance and now you're in hospital. You need to be more careful (Y/n)." George explains and I nod tiredly. I look up to Alex, who blushes and looks away. Did he see me naked? My cheeks heat up at the thought, shuddering slightly.

"When can I go home?" I ask quietly, turning my attention to the nurse.

"Well you did hit your head pretty hard, so we want you to stay over night just to make sure you're okay." She explains. I don't bother speaking, instead, I nod and shut my eyes.

I can hear George stand from his position next to me and start talking to Alex and Darcy.

Eventually the nurse leaves the room, Alex has sat on the chair George had previously occupied, and George and Darcy were standing at the foot of my bed - holding hands - while we figured out who was going to stay with me.

"I'm your cousin, I feel like I should stay. But I really have to go collab." George says sadly, trying to figure out what to do.

"Georgie it's fine, James is waiting for you. I'm okay here."

"Plus i'll stay here with her." Alex adds, causing George to give him a weird look and myself to blush.

George sighs out loudly, groaning as he agrees. George gives me a kiss on the head goodbye and Darcy gives me a hug as they both leave the hospital room.

"So how are you feeling?" Alex asks from his seat on the plastic stool.

"I'm a little dizzy, but i'm okay. What time is it?" I reply sleepily, gazing over to him with a small smile.

"It's nearly ten." He replies, smiling back at me with a soft look. I look up to the blank television sitting on the wall across the room.

"Wanna watch tv?" I asks shuffling in the small hospital bed to make room for Alex. He slips into the spot next to me and hands me the remote,

"You can pick." He says, wrapping one arm around my shoulders. I lean my head on his chest and turn the tv on. As i'm flicking through the channels, Alex plays with the ends of my hair.

"You have really soft hair." He murmurs quietly, twisting the ends with two of his fingers. I bury my head into his shoulder.

"Shut it." I mumble back softly, yawning as my eyes droop closed.

"Have a good nap (Y/n)."

— Will POV —

"Ahh yeah, twelve white roses thanks." I reply to the florist, who then wraps a bunch of the pretty white flowers in pastel purple paper. The little old lady smiles up at me.

"These for your girlfriend?" She asks with a heavy Scottish accent. Blush must have coated my cheeks because she nodded knowingly, guiding me back to the front counter.

"That'll be thirty pounds, love." She says typing out the amount on the register. Digging through my wallet I pull out a fifty pound note and taking the flowers from her hands.

"Kept the change." I say before she could hand me the change. She smiles and says a sweet 'Oh bless you.' and I head out of the small shop.

Walking down the busy street, flowers, a card and a small teddy in hand, I take a left turn and stroll up the road.

After a short walk, I finally make it to my destination. I ask for the room number and walk down the busy halls.

'Room 183, 184, Ah room 185.' I mutter to myself, pushing the door open. The sight before me hurts my heart a lot.

"Will what are you doing here?" Alex hisses, his arm securely wrapped around a sleeping (Y/n). My face voids of emotion, the hurt now numbing my body.

"Tell (Y/n) these are for her." I say rather harshly, throwing the stupid purple teddy and card onto the table beside her bed. I shove the flowers next to the items and turn around, walking out the door without a sound to Alex - who now has a smirk on his face.

Groaning, I slide down the wall beside her door.

What was I thinking.

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Yoyoyo

Shortish chapter, my apologies. also it's not edited xo 

So this was option two. Have the reader get closer to Alex.

Option A will be used in a future chapter xox

For anyone who actually reads and enjoys this. Thank you.

love u all.

- Emeryx