KEEP COMING BACK FOR MORE - Alex

[blair annalyse phillips]

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
THAT I'LL ONLY STAY WITH YOU ONE MORE NIGHT

Blair stood, arms crossed in self pride as she watched as the party she had organised and thrown together was getting closer to it's end without a single hitch. She loved this job and everything about it, she had always thrown kick ass parties when she was younger, always had a flare for making events special and picking up the pieces when things went wrong, she was so organised it was painfully annoying sometimes, even to herself, if there was ever any job she was made for, it was events management and this charity gala was proof of that. She loved the feeling of achievement when all of the stress finished and she could stand back and watch the greatness she created bloom just as it should. Everything was perfect about her job, everything except Alex, Alexander Forber, the guy she had to share her credit with, the guy she had to share her job with and the guy who's failure got pushed onto not just him but her too. She hated him, everything about him, his smug face, those 'I'm a jerk' eyes, that overly confident walk. Everything. But the thing she hated most about him was the small and simple fact she always ended up having raging, angry argument sex with him, and though she would never, not ever admit it, it was the best she ever had. Why else would she constantly keep ending up in bed with someone she despised?

There was a light tap on her shoulder, the photographer, she knew what this was for, it happened every time and every time she had to cringe her way through the picture "can we get a picture of the two people responsible for this fabulous event?" every fiber in Blair's body wanted her to say no, tell the photographer to go away but she was far to polite for that. With the exception of Alex, she was sweet as pie to almost everyone, she was a people person, that was another reason she excelled at her job so of all time time she had been forced to have this photograph, she had never once turned the photographer down. "Sure, I will just go find him." she smiled brightly in her chirpiest tone though the second she turned around her super friendly face dropped as she scanned the room for her 'partner' when she saw him not to far off she gently pushed her way though the crowd, apologizing to each person as she brushed by. "Oie, you, picture, now" she barked though she did it with a smile so no one around would pick up her bitterness towards him, well not unless they heard her clipped tone.

Words: ish | Status: finished | Muse: eh | Notes: they're gonna be funny xD

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[alexander declan forder]

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AND IGNITE YOUR BONES

- - - - AND I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU

Alex was just having a good time, talking to the different people around the party. He loved these events because with a lot of them his best friend was there and he could talk to him. Though he was often with Brooke, his girlfriend and he didn’t much like her because he thought she was stuck up and also because she was Blair’s best friend. He would be letting her win if he admitted to liking one of her friends. It sounded stupid but to him it wasn’t, it was just what he wanted so it was going to stay between him. Riley didn’t even know how he felt about Brooke.

How could he describe Blair? It was a tricky one, because she was certainly easy on the eye but to be around she was just one of the most annoying people ever…well maybe she wasn’t as bad as he let on but he wasn’t going to admit that, he acted like he couldn’t stand her, which was partly true but for some reason they always ended up in bed together when they were done with these lavish parties….well most of the time anyway. Whenever they got into an argument it always turned into sex. Hate sex more like, it was a weird concept but he couldn’t complain because it was good.

At this particular event, his friend wasn’t around so he had been going around making small talk with other people at the party. He didn’t mind doing that and he normally did it anyway, he was aware that he couldn’t just talk to Riley all the time, mostly because Brooke wouldn’t let him, she didn’t seem to be very keen on him but maybe that was because of how complicated it was between him and her best friend. Girls were like that and he didn’t understand why they couldn’t just chill out and be normal. Yes they slept together but it wasn’t like he was hurting her feelings or anything.

Talk of the devil, he was interrupted by her shrill voice talking at him wanting the two of them to pose for photographs. How fake could things get? They would have to act like they wanted to be around each other….and worst of all, LIKED each other? He rolled his eyes and came when she called him. She usually barked orders at him and a lot of the time he didn’t really listen but this time they were in public so he kind of had to. Too bad he didn’t have a choice really, he looked at her face and that sweet and innocent smile she had plastered on, she was putting on such an act whatever you say he said smirking at her.

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[blair annalyse phillips]

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
THAT I'LL ONLY STAY WITH YOU ONE MORE NIGHT

The blonde wasn't quite sure where her hate for Alex had stemmed from, she knew Brooke didn't like him but she had never really bad mouthed him to Blair until she had met him at work. He had never done anything particular to get under her skin and it wasn't like Blair was a hateful person, anything but, she was bubbly and fun, there weren't many people she disliked but something, everything about Alex just got under her skin and she could never pin point why, just his existence annoyed her. It was awkward and difficult when Brooke and Riley were at these parties and when the 4 of them all ended up out together, the couple were always trying to be peace keepers between her and Alex and their constant bickering. Blair still hadn't told Brooke about her's and Alex's after hours activities, she said it was because Brooke had enough on her case right now but really, it was because she knew Brooke would ask questions and Blair had no idea how to answer any of the, she couldn't even answer them for herself. The main one being why. She couldn't explain it, the only vague reason she had was because it was just that good, but she hadn't known that the first time and she couldn't even blame her usual scapegoat: alcohol because she never drank at work. It was a mystery, she had no clue why but she simply couldn't keep her hands off him when they argued.

Blair had tried everything to stop it happening, she talked to hot single guys at the parties without making herself look unprofessional and yet she still always ended her night with Alex. It was becoming so common she was becoming almost as annoyed at herself as she got with him. After she had snapped at him she mentally scolded herself 'no, we are not going home with him tonight, if we're amicable, we wont fight, if we don't fight, we don't fuck. plan' seemed logical, achievable and logical weren't always the same thing though. As she walked back to the photographer with Alex she talked under her breath through a fairly happy looking face "Look, i hate this as much you, if not more, but you know we have to look like we work well together so just smile and look like we're besties and then I'll leave you alone, please?" the please was said as nice as she could but even that wasn't exactly in a friendly tone.

Words: ish | Status: finished | Muse: eh | Notes: they're gonna be funny xD

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AND IGNITE YOUR BONES

- - - - AND I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU

He laughed when she said that she hated it all more than he did oh, yeah right he said to her. After the photos were done he decided to just try and shake her off, but he wasn’t sure how to do that. He needed a plan. Maybe if he just grabbed a girl to talk to she would get the idea that he really didn’t like her. But how did they keep ending up sleeping together then? People would say that there must be some kind of feeling there because it was sex, and that brought on emotion….usually there was sex and emotion together but really it was just sex, unless he was just kidding himself.

Maybe he was just kidding himself, there could be something between them but he would do whatever he could to fight it off. He did not want to be with her and that was the end of story. Yes she was pretty, good in bed and maybe as a plus side they would hang out a lot because their best friends were dating, but he just really could not see any potential with her at all. Though he was a nice guy, he wasn’t interested in starting anything up unless he knew it was the right girl. He dated around, he slept around a bit but he wasn’t a player.

He really didn’t care what she had to say. He just wanted to get through this night without going home with her and he didn’t actually know if that could really happen. For as long as he could really remember they had this little fling going on, pretty much since the two of them started working together, they hadn’t liked each other from the start. She touched a nerve with her, then he started on with something and somehow they ended up in bed together, It was crazy and it had to stop . You really are so annoying, you know that? And its just one of those things you will always have to live with he laughed.

As a girl went passed he grabbed her and started talking to her, completely ignoring Blair. It was rude, he knew that but it only lasted a few minutes as the girls boyfriend came over and they both left a few seconds after that. he had crashed and burnt right in front of her and she was sure to have plenty to say about this one, he would be ready with a comeback though. He quite liked to make her feel stupid and put in his quips after she had her say, but that was how it always happened. He had to be strong this time and not let her get to him.

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[blair annalyse phillips]

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
THAT I'LL ONLY STAY WITH YOU ONE MORE NIGHT

Blair didn't plan too stand around and talk to Alex when the photo was taken, she had already scoped out the room for attractive, potentially eligible bachelors who she could talk to until she got to go home, or back with them depending on how the conversation went. It wasn't that Blair was a slut, though some people may argue that, she wasn't she didn't go about screwing just anyone and it wasn't like she made it public knowledge, she didn't go about bragging, she saw it as more of a living freely and not getting tied down, even if she though love was a real thing and wanted it, she still had in her mind that she was far too young to concentrate on that kind of thing, the age she was at now as for finding yourself, making a career for yourself, figuring out what you actually want for the rest of your life and she didn't think anyone could discover those things when all of their judgment was being clouded by a certain someone else. Then there was of course the fact that relationships were a waste of time and someone always ended up hurt with a broken heart.Who wanted that, no person, in her mind, was worth all the agony of losing someone later down the line. Love sucked. End of story.

That was why Blair's reaction to people who said 'there must be some kind of feelings or emotions between her and Alex for them to continuously end up together' was to laugh brashly in their face at how absurd that was. Blair had feelings, she wasn't an emotionless shell, she cried at the notebook and Armageddon and SPCA add's like any normal person but she had no feelings for Alex. None at all and she was sure of that. If anything there was lust and a major distaste for him but the sex, it was just good, old fashioned, angry enemies-with-benefits sex. Of course all those people with the outside perspective may have had something but she was never going to admit that to herself or even let herself see it and it seemed he was just as stubbornly in denial as her.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes as he moved away from her to some other girl, no matter what he said and no matter what his reasoning may be, she knew it was for her benefit, and she wouldn't have cared had it not been for the fact she had already laid eyes on the girl he had started talking to when she was scoping out the talent before, she had seen said girls boyfriend and though the tall handsome guy was someone she might like to get to know a little until she saw the girl friend come up with a fresh drink and kiss him. So she just stood watching and waiting, a coy smirk on her lips and her hand on her hip. She wasn't about to walk away when he was about to so blatantly crash and burn right there in the palm of her hand. When he turned back her smirk had grown even more but she managed to hold in a laugh and keep her composure "I do hope that wasn't for my benefit, I mean it obviously was an attempt of some sort but I'd consider than an epic on the fail meter." she raised her brow pausing as if she was going to give him a chance then to give her some kind of come back but started talking again before he could fit a word in edge ways "i suppose I did benefit from it a little, you managed to get a laugh out of me, a serious achievement for you." Around Alex, Blair seemed like a nasty person, the bitter type but in reality she was anything but, she didn't know what it was but Alex brought out this nasty side to her that she released only on him.

Words: ish | Status: finished | Muse: eh | Notes: they're gonna be funny xD

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AND IGNITE YOUR BONES

- - - - AND I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU

Alex scoffed when Blair asked if it was for her benefit. It wasn’t but he was just going to ignore her because she really was pissing him off. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with her stupid little mind games. Plus they were being watched by pretty much everyone around them. he was about to open his mouth with a comeback but it was too late, she had started speaking again. He rolled his eyes; she really was unbearable to be around. He hadnt liked her from the moment she had opened her mouth, and he didn’t like the kind of person he was when he was with her, because he wasn’t really himself, he came up with comebacks and just wasn’t really a great guy, not like he usually was. He wasn’t the type of guy who started fights with women and the type who just ended up sleeping with someone he supposedly hated, maybe he didn’t hate her, but he didn’t know what it was about her, there was obviously something about her that attracted him to her. Attracted them both to each other, after all, they both were the ones who went along with it, even if it was one of them who initiated it each time. it was never the same one though.

Oh I am so glad I could amuse and entertain you he said sarcastically. This girl was just not the type of person he wanted to be around, so why did he find himself being so attracted to her? Well not in that way, but he found himself in bed with her, he didn’t understand why. He really did not understand and he wanted answers. He took a drink of champagne and downed it then put it somewhere and smiled at her, he’d been drinking as he worked, which he often did but he didn’t normally mix his drinks so he was feeling worse than he normally did. He couldn’t let their client find out he was drunk otherwise they would probably named and shamed and no one would use them again, actually it probably wasn’t true because everyone liked a good host, whether they were drunk or not. If their boss found out though he could well be fired, and as much as he didn’t like working with Blair, he wanted to keep his job, he REALLY wanted to keep his job…and he needed to since he was helping to support April, she needed him to help her.

He then grabbed Blair and pulled her into one of the small rooms in the place, shutting the door. What Is it with you? You just can’t let me have a moment, we both were responsible for this party and yet you go around so cocky and acting like you were the only one. You just don’t want to admit that I am just as good as you, probably even better. It’s hilarious, it’s really just laughable, you put on this act as the nice and sweet girl but around me your just mean….so who are you really? he asked her honestly.

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[blair annalyse phillips]

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
THAT I'LL ONLY STAY WITH YOU ONE MORE NIGHT

Blair hated the person Alex seemed to turn her into, it wasn't who she was or who she wanted to be, no one else brought out this kind of personality in her, he just made her blood boil and her heart race all at once. It was such a confusing infusion of feelings, wants and needs throughout her whole body, she wanted to slap him across the face and scream at him for absolutely no reason but at the same time she wanted to jump on him and be as close to him as possible. It wasn't just confusing for her head but her whole body, if didn't know what to do, she wanted him but she really didn't want him. Any one with a little knowledge of her and human physiology could guess what the real reasons were, that she liked him and the hate was just her subconscious' way of keeping her away from him and, in turn, keeping her from being hurt by him. Another thing even a professional could have told her and she would have laughed about as being absurd. She was barely even in control of the nasty thing she said to him, maybe less in control as she was when she found herself jumping his bones. He made her so flustered and made her act in ways she simply couldn't explain which made her even more infuriated with him.

She wasn't only to blame though, he provoked her just as much as she provoked him, they both as guilty as the other. They were like magnets to each other, angry little magnets that only had enough magnetic pull to one another when the tension between them got too high to handle. There didn't seem to be much of anything that got in their way, Blair insisted that if Riley and/or Brooke were at the party, that they didn't see and weren't aware that they were leaving together. She had no idea why, it was a pride thing but it wasn't like she didn't call or text her best friend the next day with something along the lines of 'Oh no, I did it again. what is wrong with me' and she knew that Alex probably talked to Riley and told him though she knew guys had a different way of communicating about sex and girls.

It was normal for Blair to drink at the parties she organised but she knew how to keep a handle on it, she was hardly a light weight as it was but she was careful to keep in control of herself for the sake of her job and her reputation within it. She spent the nights sipping lightly on the champagne sneaking a glass of water between just to be on the safe side, it wasn't rare that she got a little tipsy but she had never got to the point where she would consider herself drunk or even close. "Hey! What do you think..." once they were in private she shook him off with a less than pleased look on her pretty little face. "What is it with me?" she raised her brow and folded her free arm, the one without the flute of champagne in, across her body. This was not good, this was exactly the situation she didn't need to be in. This was the kind of place where things started, where they both got fired up and angry and then before they knew it they were ripping each others clothes off. "Your the one downing drinks like some little frat boy" she was so condescending to him, and he was right, she did talk like she was better than him, as if she was the boss when they were both equal, in heirarche and talent, and , as much as she may hate to admit it, she knew she was no better than him though she would never say, nor believe that he was better, she was far too proud for that. 'better? you think you're better than me' she was dying to fly off her hook at that comment and the absurdity of it but she bit her tongue and moved her mind to concentrate on the next thing he said because it was a valid question, and one she wasn't all to sure how to answer. "I'm the nice, sweet caring girl. You just have this magnificent way of turning me into this" she signaled to her whole self "But don't talk all high and mighty like you're some freaking angel, if you haven't noticed, you're just as much of a dick to me as I am a bitch to you an yet all anyone else has to say about you is nice words?" she wasn't having him lay all the blame of their volatile situations on her, she may have been the main instigator this time but they alternated every time.

Words: ish | Status: finished | Muse: eh | Notes: she is so freckin confused by him and how he makes her feel

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AND IGNITE YOUR BONES

- - - - AND I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU

Alex had tried to think of everything he could as to why Blair had such a hold on her and why she made him into what he was around her but he didn’t know how to explain how he felt. He didn’t know how he felt about her. It was weird because he acted like he hated her but did he really? He hadn’t really got any other girls around on the scene at the moment, apart from a couple of girls he had one night stands with, Blair was the only one who was constant in that department. He had to admit that they made a pretty good team, working together AND sleeping together. He wouldn’t admit that to anyone, especially not Blair because if he did it would mean that Don’t play that game with me he frowned at her shaking his head. This thing we have going here, whatever it is…..it’s nothing he told her freely, he said it with no emotion at all. He just really did not care, he didn’t care about her. Or at least he didn’t act like he cared about her, because he wanted it to be that way, it was easier….because everything else was way too confusing.

you and your little friend, your bitchy little brats he said the sooner Riley sees that about Brooke, the better he nodded. He hated Brooke and he wanted to do whatever he could to get rid of her and out of Riley’s life for good, he deserved way better in his opinion. He may be being childish but he honestly didn’t care because he had let his hatred of her get the better of him, whatever he felt for Blair he was blinded for the hate that he supposedly felt for her. You are not the sweet and innocent little girl everyone thinks you are he said we both know you are far from innocent he smirked. I may be a dick to you, but that is just because of how you act around me. You started this whole thing he said to her. You are what brings out the bad in me, and yet we still end up going home with each other he rolled his eyes.[ color=green]You just have this arrogance that you think you know everything and that you are what everyone needs and it DRIVES. ME. CRAZY! he told her.

It won’t be happening again though because I for one will not let it happen, you got that? he said to her with a smirk. Well he would do everything he could so it wouldn’t lead to that again. He was stronger than her and he could fight it, he had discussed it with Riley and he’d kind of told him to go along with his feelings which wasn’t very helpful because he was confused, maybe he should just let himself feel something for her and let himself feel emotion for her but he didn’t want her to win, he didn’t want her to get the better of him. It was like they were playing each other off one another. If there was anyone who was going to back down with their feelings and emotions for one another it would be her. He would not go there, he wouldn’t let himself care that much about her. Care for a drink? he smiled at her, as if they had just had a completely different conversation.

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
THAT I'LL ONLY STAY WITH YOU ONE MORE NIGHT

Being around Alex made Blair doubt the person she was on so many levels, she had always been a bit of a control freak for a start and whenever he was around she felt like she couldn't keep herself in check, she was like a ticking bomb just waiting to go off in the sense of ending up far too close to him. It also made her doubt how good of a person she really was. She was in no way under the illusion she was an angel she knew her flaws and in a lot of ways, she embraced them but she was a genuine person, a loving caring person, she didn't dislike people without reason and she didn't cause arguments over nothing. She didn't even like arguments, not really, not normally. Maybe that was what it was, Alex had turned into her person to vent her pent up, unused anger and frustration on? Yes, she was happy with that reasoning, it made sense, or more sense than any of that feeling crap people suspected. It wasn't like she was heartless or cold, she loved her friends and her family with all her heart, would do anything for them in a heart beat, she just closed her big heart off from romantic love, or as she saw it, the dangerous kind of love, the soul splitting love that could bring a person to their knees if it went wrong. She had seen her mother completely fall apart, had seen the destruction falling out of love could do to a person and the people around them and she didn't want that. Not ever.

"Oh Alex, sweetheart. It's not nothing, it's even less than that. You don't have to tell me, I'm under no illusion that this is some kind of twisted relationship crap. I'm not going to all of a sudden fall irrevocable in love with you just because we fucked a bunch of times." she assured him, she didn't like the way he was talking as if she had some kind of investment in whatever it was they had, she didn't, she couldn't care less about his feelings or what he though of her really. He could say whatever he liked about her, she could care less but the second he started bad mouthing the people she loved, namely her best friend, she was going to lose her shit. "What the fuck do you even know about Brooke? Bad mouth me all you like, you have reason to but you clearly know absolutely nothing about Brookella." she would never go about throwing insults at his best friend, whatever she was thinking about Riley at the time. "But, now that you mention it, what the hell do you know about me either? Just because you make me react like this means what about me? That I dislike you? Nothing more. I know what kind of person I am, and I'm not the terrible person you make me and believe me to be" she said her words with as much conviction as she could possibly muster but with each one there was that ounce of doubt in her mind, what if this was who she really was? No. She was a good person. She always had been. This was just a glitch in her system.

She decided his attempt at making this a little lighter with an air of sarcasm because things were getting far too intense for her liking "When did I even say I was even a little innocent?" she smirked, if she was going to play that card with anyone it couldn't really be him, or anyone that knew much about her at all. "You can't seriously be blaming everything on me. If you weren't so... so infuriating!" infuriatingly hot when you're mad, was her ending though but she didn't voice that or acknowledge she had thought it at all. She folded her arms again when he listed reason he got so annoyed at her and she couldn't pin point just one or anything particular like that. How could she dislike him so much and not come up with a tangible reason? "You really think I want to go home with you either? If I had my way I would never have to see you again, never mind share a bed with you. So, yeah, I get it." she growled in annoyance though she had her reservations, she had said the same thing to herself so many times and yet she had still slept with him... well too many times for that to have ever been true and she had a feeling the previous time wasn't about to be the last. She rolled her eyes when he completely swapped conversation "God yes" after arguing with him and managing to resist she surely needed one.

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- - - - AND I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU

He laughed right in her face when she went on about how she was under no illusions well that’s good to know, I’m glad, sweetheart he said with a fake smile and in a bitter tone. He knew if they carried on this way there was a chance of them getting fired but at this point he wasn’t really thinking about that. Thank god you’re not in love with me, It would take someone who could control himself from going crazy to be able to stand being around you for longer than a few hours at a time. When they were in the office, they didn’t have to spend that much time together luckily, it was the events he hated. He just didn’t know how to act around her because of their….out of work activities, it was so weird because he had never been in this position before. He had at least always liked the other girls that he had been with, and that was that, he had never had the type of ‘relationship’ that spurred off from each other getting so mad they end up in bed together. He wished things were different, she was beautiful but she had an attitude he didn’t like, and he wasn’t a nice person around her.

I know whatever is written about her in the press, some of it must be true….you’re telling me its all a lie and she isn’t some crazy party girl? he smirked. He shook his head I don’t believe you. He laughed slightly, this would be pissing her off to no end and he knew he was hitting a new low because he didn’t know anything about Brooke really, he had just heard Riley moan about her a few times and assumed that she was kind of controlling, he was judging her before he even really knew her. He couldn’t even just be civil to her for his best friend. At least Brooke tried, he knew she didn’t like him because of Blair, but she didn’t act like a complete bitch all the time around him. Well, you have yet to prove me wrong then when she said that she wasn’t the kind of person that he knew her to be Maybe then I would believe you he shrugged. All she had to do was show the side of her that she spoke about to him and maybe he would believe her but that wasn’t going to happen most likely because he wasn’t exactly ‘prince charming’ around her, he had never given her any reason to be nice to him because of the way he had been with her. I am not the dick you think I am either he replied.

Well, that was true…she hadn’t ever said that she was innocent You just have that look he told her, shrugging it off like he didn’t care. She was coming back with all the right answers and he was just throwing things right back at her. More insults than anything, but he didn’t like throwing out insults all the time, well…maybe to her he did….he liked when she was all angry and tense and…..sexy. He smirked at the thought. Well if you weren’t so crazy….! he said. Crazy hot was what he was really thinking but he couldn’t exactly say that out loud. So why does it keep happening again? he asked her and sighed. She accepted his offer of a drink and he went to get two champagnes from someone passing them round. No one had been looking and he passed one to her. He could have done with both but he figured he should give her at least one thing other than an insult tonight. At least people are enjoying the party he said.

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
THAT I'LL ONLY STAY WITH YOU ONE MORE NIGHT

It was a skill, witty comebacks, and Alex really tested that skill in Blair but she liked to think she kept up like she was the king of person who dished them out on a regular basis. She didn't like being a bad person around him but she was going to be cruel she at least wanted to be good at it. She was a bit of a perfectionist and she didn't like things that she wasn't good at, in fact she avoiding doing them entirely, she was good at plenty of things, organizing, parties (creating them and making them by just being there) karaoke, making random cocktails, sex, painting nails; the list went on but there were also things she was incredibly bad at, like sports, of any kind, she was about as coordinated as a dog with 4 left paws, she couldn't cook for the life of her, she was bad with kids, they always cried around her, her drawings look like kindergartener's work; this list went on and on too but people didn't know about these things because she avoiding doing them like the plague. It was a pride thing, really. She hated to fail at anything, she didn't like to look stupid when she got things wrongs.

"Don't fire back the same sarcastic sweetheart it's tacky, and lazy" the girl frowned with a shake of her head. Even just the little things he did got under her skin, it was exhausting to be around him, to fight and butt heads with him so much. "Yeah, because you would be such a freakin' peach to have to put with. I barely cope with being forced to suffer you the few hours I have to." she snapped back. Why did he get to her so very much, she usually let almost everything slid off her back, she didn't normally care what anyone said about her if it wasn't something nice or complimentary and yet each thing Alex said to her seemed to hit a nerve, like she cared what he though. But she didn't, she couldn't and she couldn't because caring what he thought would require her to care about him in general; and she didn't, wouldn't. "Yeah, that's exactly what I'm telling you, it's all made up, over exaggerated bull shit. Going to the odd party is just knowing how to have a good time, or would you prefer if she stayed home each and every night with Riley and that was the only life they had?" she hated guys with his point of view, just because a girl was in a serious relationship didn't mean she had to drop everything else in her life, she knew nothing, not really about relationships, but she knew that they could exist along side having a life too. "Then you'd never ever get to see your little 'bestest bud'" she said with a raise of her perfectly plucked brows. She was a party girl too but that may not have been the best connection to make because she was known for being promiscuous but to her credit, it was more than rare for her to go home with a guy from the club, she wasn't all that into one night stands, they were awkward and who knew who the guy you were going home with was, she preferred flings and friends with benefit kind of deals.

"Oh yeah, like I'm ever going to get the chance, I'm not nice to ass holes who talk to me like shit. You get the side of me you deserve" it was true, she didn't talk nice to people who talked bad to her, she simply didn't talk to them at all though, she ignored people that she didn't like, she didn't go at it like this with them. It was too much hassle and she didn't light fighting with anyone. The same way she didn't like keeping secrets from people, but that was a whole other complicated story. "Well I can't help 'the look' and it's not like I go about pretending my personality matches the look, is it?" no she didn't brag about her sex life but she didn't hide it either, she wasn't proud of it but she wasn't ashamed either, it was what it was and if people wanted to judge her for it, then they could just go ahead. She couldn't help but smirk when he called her crazy, another thing she wasn't about to deny, she wasn't crazy in a clinical sense but she knew that she wasn't exactly normal, but who was? "Well, at least you could never say I'm boring" she said coyly back. She sighed with him when he asked why it kept happening, it was a question she had in her mind but one she wasn't actively looking for answers to, she was afraid what the answers, the real ones, might be "If I knew that, then I'd be able to stop it happening, And if you knew that, so would you." again she wasn't sure that was true, they hated each other and they both claimed they didn't want it to happen again but it kept happening and they both had a good time during, it was all of the time around the sex, when they talked that they hated. "People always enjoy these parties, cause we make them perfect" that was another thing neither of them could deny, they were a good team when it came to throwing the biggest and best parties for the elites of LA.

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He laughed It’s tacky and lazy anyway he said rolling his eyes. He had just done it to purely mock her and be plain annoying. He knew it was lazy and wasn’t a great come back, because it really wasn’t and he was being told when he already knew that. He rolled his eyes at the thought of it, she thought she knew everything, she really did and that was just one of the problems he found with her, he hated that she thought that. He ‘hated’ her full stop and didn’t know how to be nice to her, that was the problem. He kind of wished that he did because at least he could have that satisfaction and then maybe it wouldn’t happen as much, them ending up in bed together, truth was though there probably was some other way they would end up in bed together if that wasn’t the issue. Well you know, maybe some people actually like my company he said to her not everyone is a bitch like you he commented to her. It was harsh and it was sure to get her to go off on one again but he secretly found it sexy. In all honesty it was what made him want to rip her clothes off and do her right there. He told himself that it couldn’t happen tonight though, it wouldn’t happen tonight. He had to make an excuse, but maybe he didn’t want to, when had he ever turned down sex? He didn’t think that he ever had done, and even if he had it wouldn’t have been the right time. He certainly had never turned sex down with Blair, that was for sure. He liked it….it was like a weakness inside of him, he would keep going back to her no matter what.

You sure about that? he asked her. surely it’s not all a lie he shrugged I mean we both know they fight a lot he shrugged. It’s public knowledge. You really don’t think that things would be better if they just called it all off? he raised his eyebrow at her. She probably wouldn’t even admit it if she thought it was true and the conclusion would be that she probably thought it wasn’t true. She thought they could work through their issues and be happy, Alex wasn’t so sure, but half the time he was blinded by his hatred of Brooke. It was rather unfair because he could see that his best friend was happy with her, it was painfully obvious. No matter how many fights or how many times they broke up, they always looked truly happy when they made appearances. It wasn’t like it was fake, their relationship was completely genuine, he didn’t know why he was so against his friend being so happy. He wasn’t jealous that he was with Brooke. He could appreciate that she was a beautiful girl, and he had to admit that she was a good actress, no matter how much he slammed her to others. She wasn’t that bad he guessed…..no wait, she really was….what was he thinking? Maybe he was jealous of the fact Riley had found someone and he was still trying to find ‘the one.’ That could well be the problem, but he would never admit that to anyone, not even Riley. He didn’t even know if it was true, but admitting to your best friend that you were jealous that they had found someone would not be a cool move, it didn’t matter whether he was cool about it or not, he wasn’t gonna go there at all.

Well she should be home in the evenings, you know…..cooking and cleaning and shit like that he smirked. That was sure to get her annoyed. He knew how damn sexist it was and he kind of felt badly about that. I’d never get to see him? I am pretty sure that he would be able to get away from her sometimes he said And if that was the case, you wouldn’t get to see Brooke either he smirked. You wouldn’t want that would you? he said And the problem I have is that she obviously can’t control herself when she goes out and just gets drunk every time. Not really being a good role model to all the teenagers is it? he asked. Probably flirting with numerous men as well, Riley has no clue he told her.

It goes both ways he told her, talking about how she didn’t see his good side. She deserved most of the shit he gave her. It’s the old story of earning respect to get it he said and thought about it. That was one thing that would just go round in circles, they were both stubborn so they would probably never reach that agreement, unless they actually started dating, god forbid. He had to agree with that, she didn’t live up to the innocent part most certainly. That was what he secretly liked about her. She had the sweet and innocent look but she was anything but innocent, it drove him crazy. No, you couldn’t say your boring he agreed rolling his eyes at her. She definitely wasn’t boring, and not just in the bedroom. She seemed to enjoy going to talk to different people, which was the kind of personality you had to have in a job like theirs. You sure about that? he smirked when she said if they knew what it was that set them off they would stop it. Would he want to stop it? We both know that its good he said with another smirk. He looked at her with her ‘know it all’ face and frowned Why is it that I just want to rip your clothes off right now? he said just loud enough for her to hear it, but she definitely hoped that she hadn’t, he didn’t want her to know that. He had already admitted that they both enjoyed it, there was no way either of them could deny that, the reactions and noises when they did it said it all.

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[blair annalyse phillips]

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
THAT I'LL ONLY STAY WITH YOU ONE MORE NIGHT

It was so bizaar and frustrating that he wouldn't take her word that she was a nice person, she was known for it in and outside of work, their boss loved her and not even because she ahd slept with him or anything, he liked her for the money and work she raked in of course, but he just liked her as a person to be around too, as did everyone else in the office with the exception of Alex. Everyone else knew her as that girl who was always smiling and doing what she could to make others smile. "Maybe they do, but I'm certainly not one of those people. But whatever you say, I can't be bothered arguing it when I know we're just going to go around in circles" she wouldn't admit it but she could imagine him actually being nice to other people, she had seen it before, again with everyone else in work and she couldn't understand how they both changed so much when they were together and she couldn't quite pin point who had been the one that was volatile to the other first, maybe it had just been natural but that didn't seem like something she would do, she wasn't nasty to anyone without reason and yet there they were. Too stubborn to try anything else but this joust of insults and snide comments.

The argument about Brooke was starting to really get on her nerves but she wasn't about to whatever this one, this ass hole had Brooke all wrong, like the rest of the morons who believed the crap in the press "Half of the time there isn't even an ounce of truth to anything them fuck-tards write." she said matter of factually "Yeah they fight? Isn't that what couples do?" the only couples she had ever known fought all the time so Brooke and Riley's relationship and how they fought was the norm to her. She genuinely considered the next part of his question "I have no idea. They make each other so miserable half of the time, but the other half of the time, I've never seen her happier." she was sure he had been expecting some 'no they're perfect rant but that really wasn't her or how she saw her best friends relationship "But if you want my truly honest answer, then yeah, I think they should just call it quits now, they're just putting off the inevitable though I'd never say that to her, because I'm a good, supportive friend, and she knows that's what I'm really thinking but it's not helpful, not to either of them." she had no idea what Alex said to Riley about Brooke but she had a feeling because of the way he spoke about her now that it wasn't quite as forgivingly as she spoke of Riley and their relationship. She clenched her fist a little at his sexist remark, she wasn't exactly a feminist but in some ways she was, in the sense this kind of thing got to her, and in the sense that she went out and acted like a guy when it came to sex because she thought it was complete bull shit that guys could do it and be bigged up and girls had their names tarnished for it. Still, she knew he was trying to get a rise from her and he was poking all of the right buttons but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of riling her up, not over such a cheap remark. "She's got the money to hire someone else to do that shit, so she can use that time to go out and do whatever the fuck she wants instead" you chauvinistic pig was how she wanted to end it and it was hanging on her lips just dying to come out but she bit her tongue and kept the final comment to herself. She had to stop letting him get to her. She rolled her eyes again "That's the point I'm making, she ain't some clingy housewife bitch, she has a life outside of her and Riley, I don't know why you see that as a bad thing" she sighed. "Yeah... not really, she's a worse wing woman than she is role model. And who gives a shit about being a role model, she's hardly the worst." Blair didn't care about kids in that sense, she had been a party girl from a young age and she'd turned out pretty okay.

"Well I guess we've met an impass, we're just stuck with being ass holes to each other cause neither of us are going to be the first to offer a truce." and she didn't want to, as dysfunctional as whatever this was, it was working for them, in the bed room at least. When he agreed she wasn't boring she had a hint of a victorious smile on her lips, whether he meant it as it or not, it was a compliment to her that he agreed instead of just coming back at her with some snark comment or comeback. She put on a confused face as he carried on talking "If it's soo good then why is it you that's trying so hard to tell me it's not going to happen again?" she said in a teasing sort of way, biting her lip with a sultry look in her eye. So the plan for them not going home together had pretty much already gone out the window, it was just a matter of time now. She heard what he'd said almost under his breath and smirked a little, of course the feeling was mutual. She hated it and she wasn't about to admit it but she didn't have to for him to know she was thinking it too. They were both in so much denial it was ridiculous.

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