Alexander West.

*I come running down the stairs* OMG MOM I GOT MY PERIOD WE DON'T HAVE ANY- *I trip at the bottom of the stairs face planting, looking up to see you* oh hey what are you doing here?

*I smirk down at you, before my smirk grows into a full on grin.* Oh, just having a drink with my friends. *I nod to my friends who are all staring at you.*

oh nahhh this is not good.... anyone have a car here at my house?

*Alexander stops in his tracks and looks at you. His friends are now laughing and he glares at them.* Don't you dare.

*she pushes him from the belcany*

*Alexander falls down the stairs and lands on the ground with a thud. His friends are now laughing hysterically and he glares at you.*

*Alexander’s friends Dean and Nicholas ask him, what he thinks about his wife. To which he just shrugs before he takes a sip of his whiskey. Meanwhile his wife/husband (you) are upstairs in your room watching a movie. Not even aware of what’s going on downstairs.*

*I'm a microwave with unicorn horn and kangaroo legs*

*Alexander's voice grows even lower, his eyes darkening. He whispers in your ear.* You're making me lose control...

lose control?

*Alexander's breath catches in his throat. He pulls you in even closer, his voice growing even lower.* You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart.

*She looks up from her phone and her eyes widen when she sees you.* Alexander? What are you doing up here?

I could ask you the same thing. *He walks towards you and takes your phone out of your hand. He looks at the screen for a moment before he looks back up at you.*

*I just stare at u*

please I'll be exhausted

*Alexander's eyes narrow, his voice growing lower. He pulls you in even closer, his breath becoming even hotter against your skin. He whispers in your ear again.* I know you'll be exhausted, sweetheart...but just one last push...

*Alexander chuckles and walks closer to you.* You know, I was thinking…

About what *I say, looking up at him with an wierd expression*

*Alexander leans in and whispers in your ear.* How about we ditch the fake marriage and make this real…

*Alexander’s friends Dean and Nicholas ask him, what he thinks about his wife. To which he just shrugs before he takes a sip of his whiskey. Meanwhile his wife/husband (you) are upstairs in your room watching a movie. Not even aware of what’s going on downstairs.*

*I continue watching my movie, eating a bowl of popcorn in pajamas.*

*Alexander walks into the room, and his face drops when he sees you eating popcorn. He glares at you, before he walks over to the couch and sits down next to you. He snatches the bowl of popcorn from you, and eats it himself.*