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Alex had been thinking about you since New Years. How you had kissed him under that tree, and gripped his hair in a way that made him understand the difference between rugby and football.

He was so obsessed, that after no contact for a month, he somehow got you into the red room with him for five minutes. He didn’t let you apologize though. “Shut up, shut your mouth.” He snapped, kissing you.