I'd lie

I do not own X-Men in any way.

A/N- Lyrics belong to Taylor Swift.

I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He'll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong

Alex and I cruised up to the mansion.

It was rare that Charles let us out, considering he couldn't tag along.

He hardly let us out of his sight, because of Erik. He was afraid Erik would hunt us all down. But he tried to let us feel like actual teenagers sometimes.

Alex pulled the car into the driveway and turned the car off. Alex glanced over at me. "What?" he asked.

"Nothing", I said, "So how was your date?"

Alex ran his hand through his hair and sighed. "I don't know", he said.

"What do you mean, you don't know?" I asked him.

"I mean…I don't think I'll ever fall in love", Alex said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Dunno", he said, "I just don't think anyone could love a hothead like me".

I look away from him and laugh.

"Don't laugh at me!" he said starting to laugh too.

I laugh because I'll never be able to tell Alex how I feel about him.

But I know all his favorite songs
And...
I could tell you his favorite color's green

I know he loves the Beatles, but won't admit it to anyone.

His favorite color is green.

I swear it's because it's the color of my eyes, but he's never really said. I asked him one time when we were getting to know each other. "What's your favorite color?" I asked him.

"Green", Alex answered.

"Why?" I asked.

Alex simply blushed and looked away from me.

He loves to argue...

It seems like Alex always loves to argue, whether it be with me, Raven, or Hank.

"Right bozo?" Alex asked Hank.

"Lay off him, Summers!" I yelled.

"What? You have a thing for him?" Alex teased.

"No, but that doesn't mean you can be a such a jerk sometimes!" I yelled at him, "Why do you constantly put him down?! You're nothing but a bully!"

Alex glared at me for a few minutes before storming off to his room.

Born on the seventeenth...

"When's your birthday?" I asked Alex.

"The 17th of July", he said.

"Hmm…the heat of the summer for hothead Alexander Summers", I teased.

"When's yours?" he asked.

"21st of December", I told him.

"Hmmm…middle of December for the ice princess", he teased.

"Maybe I need someone like you to warm me up", I said.

Alex just laughed.

His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes

I was in his room one day, when I noticed a picture of him with his family. "Who is that?" I asked him, pointing to the younger boy in the picture.

"That's my baby brother Scott. Don't know what his mutation is, but I imagine he'll be like me", he said.

"You look like your father", I said and Alex scoffed.

"Scott looks more like him than anything", he said.

His sister was beautiful, even as a young girl.

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long?
He sees everything black and white

Whenever we're in a room together, it's like he can't see how I look at him.

Everyone one can see it except him.

Even Charles has tried to push us together, but Alex hasn't gotten the hint.

Everything is one way with him.

Black and white, no shades of gray.

It's painfully obvious that I'm completely in love with Alex, but he can't see it.

He'd never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up
Is "My god, he's beautiful."
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle

I think I was the only one he ever really trusted with his secrets.

He could play guitar, but I was the only one who knew it. He played for me one night after I had a nightmare.

We fell asleep together that night.

When we woke up the next morning, Alex had some serious bed-head, but he was still gorgeous.

I placed a kiss on his forehead and left the room before anyone else woke up. I went into my room and started getting ready for the day ahead. As I put on my make-up, I hoped this would be the day he would realize that I loved him.

Never let nobody see him cry

"I'm going to Vietnam", Alex announced.

"What?" I asked, my heart breaking, "You can't!"

"There's nothing holding me here, so why should I stay?" Alex asked.

I wanted to tell him right then and there.

The night before he left, I could hear him crying in his room. I wanted to run into his room and comfort him, but I couldn't make myself do it.

He stands there, then walks away
My god if I could only say,
"I'm holding every breath for you..."

Charles and I watched as Alex boarded the plane that would take him from me forever.

As he walked away, I wanted to run over to him. I wanted to grab him and kiss him. Beg him not to do this.

Alex looked back and smiled at us and then disappeared onto the plane.

Charles looked over at me and asked, "Do you love him?"

"No", I lied.

If you asked me if I love him
I'd lie