Alex had resigned himself to dying alone. He had accepted it. The fact that he would never be able to love anyone was normal now. He despised everyone, except his close friends. Which were two, maybe three.

It wasn’t until his best friend, Josh, said he was going states away for a whole year for some program. Josh wanted to become a doctor. What better way to make a good impression than doing a full year of charity is there?

Alex was fine with it. He could easily survive a whole year without his best friend. Until, Josh asked him to look after his little sister, you. Ofcourse Alex knew you. You were his best friends little sister. He had seen you on birthdays and holidays.

He had nothing against you. Except for the fact that you were always so goddamn happy. His polar opposite. So why did he suddenly have a burning ache to protect you?

It had only been three months of him looking after you. He moved in next door, and just kept an eye out, nothing special.

It was a simple Friday evening, everyone was gathered at your house for Jules’ birthday. Just a ton of friends, some frat boys here and there. The house was loaded. Alex stood in the kitchen, nursing a glass of bourbon that he had brought with him himself. He was never going to stoop as low as cheap grocery store wine.

He leaned against the wall, his eyes trained on no one other than you.