This Is How You Get Her Back

Ten

[Lau ]: Come over I miss your face

[Alessandra Lévesque]: I'm driving and I totally read that wrong lmao

[Lau ]: Dont text and drive!!!!

[Alessandra Lévesque]: Yes yes I'm otw w pizza

[Lau ]: You're the best

"Why didn't I meet you years ago?" she rhetorically asked when she saw me with pizza and a bouquet of flowers at her doorstep.

I smiled at the sight of her in a hoodie and cute pajamas. Who would've thought that the badass Lauren Rubio—who wore leather jackets, intimidated everyone, and could break a face without hesitation—would ever be seen alive in Batman pajamas?

I leaned forward and kissed her before I walked to her bed and set down the pizza. "You were busy dating my bestfriend, remember?" I teased.

She followed me after placing the flowers in a vase, and she sat across me on her bed. She looked embarrassed at my words. "That was 2 years ago. You know I would choose you over anyone any day."

I laughed. "I was kidding, Lau."

She pouted. "You're so mean to me."

I crawled towards her and sat down on her lap, straddling her. "I'm sorry, babe," I said as I rested my arms over her shoulders. "I won't tease you like that anymore. Though you do look absolutely adorable in those pajamas."

Her breathing grew heavy when she noticed how close we were, so I moved even closer until our cores were aligned and our chests touched. She swallowed hard and her eyes flickered down my shirt. "I... uhh... these are my favorite pajamas," she stuttered, making me laugh.

I felt her hands move up my thighs, sneak under my shirt, and wrap around my waist. I shivered at the feeling of her cold fingertips on my bare skin.

"If you don't get off me right now, I wouldn't be able to control myself," she said in a raspy and commanding voice that I've only ever heard when I tease her while she's madly sexually frustrated.

"I don't know what you're talking about, babe," I teased as I ran my hands through her hair. I could see the lust in her eyes that were having a difficult time retaining eye contact. Every few seconds, she would glance at either my lips or my chest.

"I'm dead serious, Alessandra," she breathed out. "I haven't f****d anyone for three damn months because of you, and though I'm not pressuring you, I have to admit I'm running out of self-control."

Smirking, I decided to tease her until she burst and took control. Man, she's going to hate me for this.

I leaned over to her neck and began searching for her weak spots using my lips. Every time I hit the right spot, her breath would hitch and her grip on my waist would tighten. I could tell that she was fighting moans from escaping her throat.

"Alessandra, please." The sound of her shaky begging turned me on and encouraged me continue.

"Please what?" I asked.

She tilted her head to the side, and I took the opportunity to mark my territory. "Fuckin' hell," she gasped as I sucked on her soft skin. Her short nails dug through my skin, definitely driving my hormones crazy. "Babe, I—I'm serious. If you're just—oh f**k—If you're messing with me, I'm going to go crazy."

"I'm not doing anything, Lauren," I rasped against her collarbones that were already covered with red spots.

"If I start with you, I won't be able to stop anymore, I swear." Her breathing grew heavier by the minute. "I'm warning you," she practically growled out. f**k.

"What are you going to do about it?" I asked as I teasingly pulled down the zipper of her hoodie. I rested my forehead against hers and stared at her challengingly. "Are you finally going to show me what all the fuss is about? Why so many women are still chasing you when you're obviously mine already?" I asked. "Or do you like it better at the bottom?"

In one quick and smooth movement, she grabbed my arms and aggressively yet gently pinned me down on her bed. With her knees positioned to spread my legs, she stares at me with extreme dominance, making me melt.

"When it comes to s*x, I am on top. Is that clear?" she growled out, and I swore I would've done anything she asked.

Speechless and madly aroused, I just blankly nodded.

"And I do the teasing. I am in control. Do you understand?"

I nodded again.

She captured my lips with hers and she kissed me roughly, making me lightheaded. Who would have thought that making out with someone could be so hot?

I moved my hands to touch her face, but she slammed by hands back on the bed, making me gasp in surprise. Her lips began moving down, first tracing my jawline with masterful kisses on all the right places, then down to my neck, and down until my collarbones. She knew all the right spots, and I swore I never cursed so much in my life. And she hasn't even started with me yet.

"Babe, wait," I said, making her stop immediately.

With hands on either side of my head, she pushed herself up and looked at me with concern. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked, genuinely worried.

"No, no. But please don't hate me."

"I could never. What's going on?"

"I... I'm on my period. I didn't know we'd get that far, but I seriously hate nature right now."

Biting her lips in evident frustration, she shut her eyes and flopped down beside me, her chest heaving and her heart pounding. "Alessandra..." she groaned. "You gotta quit teasing like that."

I cuddled up to her and wrapped my arms around her waist. "I'm sorry, baby." I kissed her cheek. "You know, I can still do you, right?"

She shook her head. "I'm just going to be frustrated because I can't f**k you back."

"Are you mad?"

She kissed my forehead. "Nope. Just... I hate you so much right now," she said with a light laugh.

"Next time, I promise."

"No pressure." She sat up and left me lying down on her bed.

"Where are you going?" I asked as I sat up and watched her stand.

Facing away from me, she removed her hoodie and tank top, revealing her toned back and her sports bra. "I need a really really cold shower," she said.

"Holy s**t," I cursed out at the sight of her bare and very toned back.

She turned around, showing off her tight core and her firm v lines and oh my god I'm about to faint. "What's wrong?" she asked as she walked towards me and sat beside me, giving me a better view of the result of her daily gym usage.

With my brain ceasing from working, I acted on impulse and said, "You're so hot, what the f**k," while blatantly staring at her body.

She laughed, showing off her killer dimples and sparkly eyes and I felt like I was 16 again. "Well, you did tell me you were only dating me for my body," she said while standing up.

"You know that's not true. I'm also dating you for your popularity," I replied, refusing to admit my growing feelings for her.

"Aw, really? I thought it was because of my exceptional cooking skills."

I laughed, recalling that one time she called me over in the middle of the night because she needed help with her electric stove. It wasn't plugged in. "Of course, that too. How could I forget?"

"Hey, I'm great at getting discounts in restaurants. That's better than cooking," she defended herself.

"I'd rather not have you faux flirting with managers in front of my face, thank you."

"Who said the flirting was fake?"

I playfully rolled my eyes at her.

She bent down, lifted my chin, and gave me a quick kiss. "I'm kidding, cutie. You know I'm all yours."

Blushing at her words, I said, "You better be." She kissed the tip of my nose and turned towards her bathroom. "For real though, you should be naked more often," I followed up.

"You should stop teasing while you're on your period more often, but we don't always get what we want, huh?" she retorted with the most attractive smirk on her face.

"You suck."

She winked at me, killing me instantly, and entered her bathroom, leaving me alone on her bed.

I munched on pizza and watched television while waiting.

After around 15 minutes, I reached for the closest phone in my reach, which happened to be Lauren's, to check the time, and my heart warmed up at the sight of her lockscreen:

It was a photo that we took during a music festival. Wearing the flower crown that she stole from me, she had an arm wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me close while I kissed her cheek. She had the dopiest grin on her face, and I vividly remembered that it was taken right after Halsey performed. Lauren was absolutely adorable when she was singing along to Is There Somewhere and Drive.

"I didn't know you were the snooping kind, but my code's 1298," I heard Lauren say.

I found her standing outside the bathroom door and looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I dropped her phone immediately. "Wait, I was just checking the time, I swear—"

Drying her hair and looking absolutely stunning, she smiled. "It's cool. I don't mind anyway."

"No, but I really didn't snoop and I didn't have the intention to!" I defended myself.

She sat beside me and took the last bite of the pizza I was holding. "I swear, it's all right, babe. I can give you all my passwords if you want."

"I really didn't open your phone, I promise!"

She chuckled. "Sure, sure. I believe you." She laid down on her bed. "Come here," she said, motioning towards her.

I crawled into her arms, and snuggled in her chest as she protectively wrapped her arms around me. "I swear I didn't—mm," I started but she cut me off with a kiss.

"I'm just messing with you, babe."

"You're an ass."

"You practically gave me a lap dance then proceeded to tell me you were on your period right after getting me horny as hell, and I'm the ass?"

I lightly traced the hickeys I left on her neck. "Yup," I said. "I love the lock screen though."

"I need to tell you something."

I met her eyes with mine. She looked at me with so much adoration that it made my heart melt. "What is it?"

"I... s**t, I don't know how to start. Umm... okay. So, uhh I'm about to say something really dumb. Is that okay?"

I chuckled. "99% of the things you say are dumb. It's okay."

"What's the 1%?" she asked, amusement written all over her face.

"When you're complimenting me."

She laughed. God, I loved making her laugh. "I'm trying to be serious here, babe."

"What is it? You're not pregnant, are you?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yes, Alessandra. I'm pregnant," she replied sarcastically.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. No more. Serious time."

She took a deep breath. "So, uhh, yeah I'm about to say something dumb, and I just really hope that you don't run away."

"You know you're stuck with me. I'm not going anywhere."

She smiled warmly. "I'm not going to drop the L-bomb or anything, okay? But I just... I need you to know that I am getting there and I hope that you're taking us as seriously as I am because I really really like you and if you just see this as a fling or something, it would be devastating, so please tell me if you do so that I don't get too attached, and I don't know, I'm rambling again, but all I'm trying to say is that I have hella feelings for you and I'm kind of, like, falling for you and I hope I don't scare you away, and oh my god I just said that out loud."

I felt like my heart was about to implode out of happiness. I was smiling so much after and I didn't know what to say so I leaned in and kissed her, hoping it would somehow communicate to her how I felt. I was never good with words, but she made me want to be so I could make her know how happy I was with her.

"I'm kind of falling for you, too," I said softly against her lips.

I felt her smile during our kiss, and I've never been more content in my life.