So finally I decided the shipping name, it will be... *drum roll*... ALEXENA!! I hope you like it ;)

And also, for this chapter 'I want it that way' by The Backstreet Boys is back, it's Alexena's song after all! ;) Go listen to it! 

  'Light up your fire'

I've discovered this not long ago, and I think it's one of the most important things to remember, as important as the Law of Attraction.

Too often we let our fears and other people's opinions control our life and smother our lights and fire. But it's time that we light up our fire, that we find out what makes us happy.

It can be a special someone, a hidden passion, a beautiful place, a puppy... anything that ignites this spark of happiness and love in you, that makes you feel capable of anything, and that brings this big silly smile on your face.

Find this fire, light it up, fuel it with positive feelings, let it shine to the world, and never let it die.

Be honest with the world, and most importantly with yourself.

Speaking of honesty, I always preach it, yet I hide myself from you. I know it can be contradictory, and you probably think I'm one of those 'Do what I say, not what I do' people. Though you should know that everything I write is always inspired by my life, and each word comes straight from my heart.

However, I think it's time I get a little bit more open. No, I won't reveal my identity because the 'Silent voice' is in each one of us; therefore I can't expose my identity.

But I'm going to tell you what, who lights up my fire, apart from writing for you guys of course.

I've found my fire the day I've crossed the tenebrous gaze of my special someone. Someone who has lit up things in me I've never suspected. Someone who attracts me like a magnet. Someone who makes me feel capable of anything. Someone who sees all of me, with whom I don't have to hide, and who I love with all my heart. And even though everyone, even himself, thinks he is not good enough for me, I know deep in my heart that he is. That's why I've fought, I fight, and I will keep fighting for us. Because he is my fire.'

I grasp the school newspaper in my hands, and as I still feel these flames burning in me, I grab my phone and let my heart lead my fingers.

'To Alex:

You better show up this morning at the oral, if you don't want your house to end up in ashes too'

I click send before thinking too much of which words to use, still not knowing where we are, what we are. 

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"Elena," the physics teacher calls my name, the compassionate look in his eyes speaking volumes.

I glance one last time at the empty seat beside me, my chest tightening. He hasn't come. Everything I've done has been useless. I take a painful breath, the fire in me burning my lungs as my heart is in aches, and all my hoe has gone up in smoke.

It requires me an incredible effort just to grab my papers and go to the front of the classroom.

There, my eyes linger once more to the closed door, my heart hoping for a miracle when the rest of my body knows the doomed truth.

Does he even really love me if he lets me aching alone like that? Especially after how I've fought for him.

"Ahem." The not-so-subtle call to order of one of the science teachers brings me back to reality.

I need to focus and make this presentation, especially because except for our physics teacher, the other two don't seem really understanding, even if I'm doing this alone.

So I pass into robot mode, stealing glances here and there at the closed door, as my heart is thumping louder and louder each time, and without realizing it, I'm already at the last part of the presentation, well, the last part of my half of the project.

The good thing is I haven't got to stress like I usually do for orals because I've had a distraction – if we can call it that way. My heart and my mind are too preoccupied with Alex.

Yet both stop when knocks resonate against the door, freezing me in the middle of my sentence. An out-of-breath Alex appears behind, and I get as breathless when my gaze meets his tenebrous one.

For a second, the whole world around us disappears; there is only Alex and me, and I find back this sensation of getting lost in the darkness of his eyes. I find back so much more actually: I find my heart beating, my hope, and my fire.

"Mr. Carter?" The physics teacher pulls us out of our trance. "It's about time!" He smiles as the other teachers throw disapproving looks at Alex.

Alex joins me in the front, and I feel the well-known pressure of the Law of attraction with each step he takes closer to me.

With much difficulty, or maybe more easily – I can't really decide – I resume talking, a big silly smile on my lips as I finish the last few lines of my part, not taking my eyes off Alex, afraid that he disappears, that it could be just a dream.

Then, I let him do his part of the presentation, my eyes still glued to him. He is standing, looking serious and studious with his eyebrows furrowing cutely as he's talking, yet he still has his dark dangerous aura, accentuated by the black of his sweater, and I watch him almost awestruck, enjoying to see him in front of me, even though I still don't know where we are or what we are.

His presentation is perfect – well, in my biased view, but it's clear that he has worked seriously. There are parts we've talked about before the break-up and other parts that he's added, and I'm once again amazed by the science genius he is. But most of all, despite the void of my still broken heart, my chest is filling with pride and joy for him because he's giving a chance to his dream.

"In conclusion, we've tried to show that the Law of attraction is all around us, in many various fields. And this project has made me discover it in ways I never would have thought were possible." His penetrating eyes lock on mine, making my heart jump and soar until the intensity of his dark gaze where there is no longer a veil blocking me out. "And now that I've experienced it, I know it's impossible to resist it."

I forget how to breathe with these words, the intensity with which he pronounces each one of them, and the truth I see in his eyes.

I stand there, paralyzed. I can't move. I can't talk. I don't know anything anymore; the only thing I know is that he has my heart, and each loud beat resonating against my ribcage is for him. I know I can't fight it; I surrender completely to the Law of attraction.

"Okay, thank you. You can leave, and you'll get your grades tomorrow." The physics teacher dismisses us, and his voice seems so far away as I slowly get out of my over the moon daze, coming back to earth disoriented.

I grab my things and look around for my only mark: Alex. But he's already getting out without sparing me a glance. I quickly follow him. The fear that he will push me away again, that he's just been playing with me constricts my chest inch by inch until I can't breathe when I arrive in the hallway, because I know this time my heart won't bear it after everything that has happened.

My eyes scan the surroundings desperately, but the dull yellow walls and few students near the end can do nothing to prevent my heart from slowly crumbling into pieces.

However, each little piece is put back together instantly with the first chords of a well-known melody echoing in the empty hallway: 'I want it that way' by the Backstreet Boys.

It can't be... I must be dreaming?! My heart leaps high in hope.

I turn around, and my heart explodes in mid-air, yet this time in a good way, like a firework of love, when I'm met by Alex behind a big bouquet of red and white roses.

His breath is fast and almost ragged as if he had just run, which he probably has since he's exited the room so quickly and has been nowhere to be seen just seconds ago, and his eyebrows are still pulled together, but he seems far less at ease than he's been minutes ago in front of the teachers. In fact, he looks like he's hesitating as his eyes are darting all over my face like memorizing every little detail in fear he wouldn't see them again, and I know this look because that's how I've been looking at him in the last three months. Though he seems to find an answer, locking his eyes on mine and taking a deep breath.

"Do you remember when I told you I don't have a fear?" he asks hoarsely, his tenebrous eyes waiting for my answer.

I nod, a small smile tugging at my lips as my heart flies back to the memory.

I've just been starting to get to know him. It feels like centuries ago, yet I remember every detail vividly: his genuine smile, the light reflecting in his dark eyes, the way he's soothed my fears, how peaceful I've felt, and how the Law of attraction has already been pulling me to him no matter how hard I've tried to fight it.

"Well, it isn't true anymore," he continues, and in his eyes, I can indeed catch a shade of fear, like he is afraid of what to say next. "I have this fear of losing you, and like any fear, it makes me act stupidly. You're... you're everything to me, and I'm fucking scared." He sighs. "I don't want to put you in danger. I just wanted to protect you. But I was wrong, because it made me lose you." He offers me a sad smile.

His dark eyes are full of sorrow, almost looking like a lost puppy, and this makes me want to hug him and never let go, yet I don't. I'm paralyzed and breathless, waiting for his next words and their sentence like oxygen.

"I can't live without you." He takes a step closer, the Law of attraction only sharpening as my heart is exploding again and again in millions of sparks, so much that I feel like I might catch on fire.

"I know I really fucked it up, that I acted like the biggest piece of shit ever, and you have every reason to never want to see me again, but... I'd do anything for you to forgive me. I promise I will never hurt you again, and I will never let anyone hurt you again," he adds, breathless. "Because you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and... I love you," he breathes out, taking one last step, so now the only thing separating us is the bouquet.

I'm engulfed in his intoxicating perfume, his magnetic aura, and the darkness of his eyes as he is observing me expectantly for any reaction from me, almost as if I held his life in my lips.

But my lips are dry and parted with too much on the tip of my tongue, but no voice to let it out. 'Too much' appears to be the right word: I have too much love, too much happiness bursting inside my chest, and his words have just been too much to process and almost too good to be true. Even in my wildest dreams, I would have never expected this. I don't know how to react. Actually, I have too many reactions inside as my heart, my mind, and my whole body are screaming the same, and I wish Alex could hear them.

I don't even know where to start, and I feel so clumsy after his perfect declaration. So my shaky fingers start with what I hope is a voiceless and meaningful answer, grabbing the bouquet in his hands. It seems to be already perfect for him as a twinkle of hope lights up in his dark eyes, and it's enough to arise this boldness that only him can ignite inside my chest.

So I take a breath to try and form the important words I want to say – which is really hard when he is gazing at me this way, overwhelming me with love.

"You may be my dark knight in shining armor, but I'm not a damsel in distress."

"I know, Miss Badass Cutie." He nods, a small smile forming on his tempting lips.

"Your Miss Badass Cutie." I smile before ending our torture and giving in to the Law of attraction as I find back his sweet lips and release all the burning love I have for him. This is surely the best way to show him everything I feel for him, which even all the words I could come up with would never be enough to describe it.

He seems taken aback, though quickly he kisses me back with the same passion.

If the kisses we've shared before have already been something extraordinary, this one is from another universe. It's like all the ablaze emotions we've experienced since we've first met – the good and the bad, the lust, the pain, the fear, the peacefulness, the anger, the love... – are exploding in this kiss, forming a gigantic big bang of love.

Our lips are slow, yet frantic, taking as much as they can, yet savoring every second, as they've been starving for too long. I relish on all these little details I've thought I would never feel again: the smoothness of his plump lips, the tingles he only can create all over my skin, his unique and intoxicating taste, and the uneven rhythm of my heart under his touch.

When we have to pull away, we're both breathless and dazed. He stays close, his lips hovering over mine, and his hands, firm yet feather-like, holding me like I'm the most precious thing in the world as his eyes are gazing at me the same way, and I'm melting in all of him.

"So... does this mean you want me back?" he asks, and for once, he is the one biting his lip.

"Wasn't it pretty clear?" I lift an eyebrow, a wide smile stretching my swollen lips.

"Um... I'm not sure I got it..." he says, his cockiness back with his smirk.

"I might still be hesitating about it, Mr. Puppy Bad Boy." I return the smirk, our lips almost matching as mine are brushing his hot ones, yet still not completely touching.

"Ouch, this is gonna hurt my reputation!" He winces playfully.

But what else could I call him when he looks at me this way?

Though I realize we're not alone, my cheeks burning even more when he throws a glance around.

"I've already risked it with the boy band's song. I don't know if you realize?" He grins, yet not moving an inch away from me, and I can feel his hot breath teasing my lips with each word.

"I know you would kill anyone who laughs at you!"

He bursts out laughing, the ethereal sound resonating against my lips and wrapping my heart with pure happiness.

"True, but I'm not the only badass here!" He kisses my nose, turning my cheeks a deeper tint of red that must not look really 'badass'.

"By the way, I want to thank you for getting back my motorbike and all. It means so much..." His gaze turns a serious shade but still shines with sincerity at the same time, letting me see all of him through its darkness. "I don't know how you did it. Josh wouldn't tell me anything," he adds, lifting one eyebrow, and I avoid his piercing gaze before I let it all out because I know it's better if he doesn't know this part.

"You don't wanna know!" I smile sheepishly, shaking my head as a low grunt rumbles in his chest and his eyes take a dangerous shade.

That's what I've said: it's better and safer for everyone if he doesn't find out, and there are more important things to do with our lips now. So I kiss him slowly and passionately to try to soothe him, and I feel him relax instantly, his lips returning me the same passion and tenderness as his hands hold me possessively. I'm melting once more in this kiss, and I would be more than content to do this for the rest of my life.

"Does this mean you take me back?" he asks breathlessly when our lips pull apart.

I smile widely. "Of course! How could I not?! With the song, the roses– oh! The roses!" I've totally forgotten about them in the passion of our lips, dropping them on the floor.

I lean to pick them up, but Alex doesn't let me move, keeping his firm grip on my cheek. He grabs them and holds them out to me, his dark eyes shining just for me, and I haven't thought it could be possible, but in this instant, my heart erupts with even more sparks of love and happiness.

"How could I not... with you?" I whisper, losing my breath under his gaze. "When I'm madly in love with you," I finish on his lips as he kisses me again, and I find my oxygen: his breath, his lips, him... fueling my fire as I'm burning more and more.

Each time we kiss it gets different and more intense, and I indeed could spend the rest of my life like this.

"You are my fire," he murmurs on my lips, his fingers brushing as lightly as a feather the line of my jaw.

My heart blazes with love, and I know it won't go out anytime soon as we stare into each other's soul, getting lost in our own little world with our own Law of attraction.

One more chapter 'til the end!! *cry in a puddle of tears* But this is good tears, they're made with all the love you've shown me on this story, the joy I've got from writing it, and a lot of nostalgy to come to the end! :)

But let's not cry because this is not the end yet! :)

What did you think of this chapter?! ALEXENA IS BACK!!! Did you like the final romantic scene? ;) If so, vote and tell me what you think in the comments! I LOVE to hear from you guys! :)