Tequila Shots

Emily's Point of View
"I do feel bad, though." I stated.
"Why?" Alex asked.
"Well, we kind of just abandoned them."
Alex and I bought our own hotel room, while they all stayed in one. It was for our date.
"Can I ask again why we need one hotel room to accommodate our plans?" I leaned up against the bed.
"Because it helps. We can eat dinner here, watch a movie without other people being around us."
I raised an eyebrow.
"And we can drink without people questioning it." he sighed.
"Valid point." I nodded.
He began dishing our food out onto plates and pouring drinks.
"Who knew you had a romantic bone in your body." I sighed.
He chuckled.
"Don't question it."
He sat me down at the dinner table.
And sat on the other side.
"Lexxxyyy." I groaned.
He laughed.
"What?"
"I'm leaving in two days."
He nodded.
"You act like I haven't noticed that."
I sighed,
"I don't know what I'm going to do, Alex."
"We wait."
"Wait?"
"Yeah. We wait until I get off tour and then I come home and we pick up where we left off."
He took my hand and led me to the couch.
"I'm going to miss you." he sighed, "I love you so much."
"I love you too, Alex."
We sat down on the couch and and I wound my fingers through his hair, twirling pieces.
"I feel like I know you more than I did back then." he said.
I nodded, knowing exactly what he meant.
"Alex," I crawled into his lap, laying my head on his chest,"How much longer do you have on tour?"
"Two months."
I groaned and he chuckled.
"It'll go faster than you think."
"Nu-uh." I dissagreed,"I finally start liking everyone and I have to leave. I'm going to miss the guys....I'm going to miss you."
He took my face into his hands.
"We'll call eachother everyday, and talk for hours." he promised with a smirk.
"You're the best." I smiled.
He leaned forward, closer.
My heart began racing.
He pressed his lips to mine and held them there.
It took me back to when we were younger. When all we had to think about was eachother.
I went crazy, moving my mouth harsh against his.
He pushed me over on the couch and climbed on top of me.
I got off the couch and pulled him to the bed. I got on top of him and began kissing him again. I was a little more controlled this time, but still rough.
I lost control once again and grinded my hips into his.
He groaned loudly and pulled away.
"Are you sure about this?" he whispered.
I nodded my head and moved my lips to his neck.
Soon our clothes were shed on the floor.
I had no time to think, it was just happening.