It had been 3 years since I had been back to that place. I missed it. I missed my room. I missed all the nights we spent playing cricket and talking crap. I missed the people there. I missed her.

I'd liked her ever since we met. She was so much stronger than anybody else, and could do things that nobody else could. Honestly, I fell in love with her. When we all separated a couple of years ago to live our own lives, I should have told her. I should of said how in love with her I was, but I didn't. And now, anything could of happened. She could have moved out of the country. She could have completely forgotten about me. She could have found somebody else...

My little brother Scott found his mutation recently and he's having a little troubleee... controlling it. So I thought I'd bring him to the place that helped me; 'Charles Xavier's school for gifted youngsters'.

We were in the car when we arrived at the gates. I got out and helped Scott to stand up. He had bandages over his eyes so he couldn't set fire to anything again. I feel for him. I know what it's like being completely afraid of hurting somebody and not being able to control your mutation. Especially since both of ours are so dangerous. I can't help but laugh at how he walks into pretty much everything though. Under different circumstances I would lead him into a lake or something, but not now. This was serious.

When we got the front doors, I knocked three times. I had major dejavu.

When the door opened, I saw somebody I hadn't expected to see. The one and only Beast.

"Alex? What the..." He looks confused but happy at the same time.

"Hey Hank. I wasn't expecting to see you." I stepped forward and we shared a bro hug. He seemed surprised by this, but it makes sense. I always used to take the piss out of him and his mutation. I don't know why tho. He never did anything to me. I never meant it personally though, just as a joke. In all honesty, he used to be one of my best friends.

"Well I teach here now. Help out Charles when he needs it."

"It's good to see you."

"Yeah you too. So, what exactly are you doing here and ummm..." He turned to Scott, "who's this?"

"This is Scott. My younger brother. He's been having a few trouble with ummm... his eyes. I thought Charles could help."

Hank seemed to understand what I meant, as he just nodded and turned towards Scott again.

"Good to meet you, Scott." He held out a hand and waited, before realising that Scott couldn't actually see, so instead he just patted him on the shoulder, the surprise causing Scott to jump.

"Uhh Yeah, you too." My brother said awkwardly.

Hank turned around and walked into the building. I grabbed Scott's shoulders and followed.

Being back in this building was so strange. It felt like I was a teenager again. There were students everywhere. People I'd never seen before. Charles must have recruited alot.

I looked over towards the window, where two students were sat on the ledge. That was our spot. Where we always used to sit and talk about anything and everything. The only person I could really talk to. God I missed her. A smile sprung on my face. I looked over towards Hank, who noticed where I had just been looking. He was smart, so he knew exactly what I was thinking. He shot me a reassuring smile.

Hank knew how I thought about her. Not just because he's a genius, but because I spoke to him about it several times. I want sure what to do and he always told me to tell her how I felt, I just didn't listen.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a voice shout down the hall.

"Alex Summers." I turned to see the famous professor, wheeling towards me in his chair. It was because of the accident. I would never forget that day.

"Charles. Or should I say, 'Professor'" I smirked and bent down to hug him. He was always like a father to me. The only one i'd ever really had. I had missed him.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" His British accent made him sound so propper. He was definitely a professor!

"My younger brother here is having some trouble with his mutation." I gestured to the bandages covering his eyes.

"Ahhh..." Charles pressed his fingers to his temple. He was reading Scott's mind. It was just easier than asking a bunch of questions I guess.

"Well, Scott. You have nothing to fear. I assure you, we will help you control this."

"How do you know my name." Scott moved his head around in confusion. Charles must have been talking to him inside his head. He had done it to me a few times. It was creepy as hell, but amazing.

"It's okay Scott. I'm just like you. We all are. I helped your brother with his mutation, and now I'll help you." I patted Scott on the back to calm him down. It must have worked because he nodded.

Charles led us out into the back yard. It was always my favourite place to be. I felt so free here after spending so much time in a cell.

We walked to the training area near the lake, where a couple of targets were standing on the other side of the water. There were a few students with arrows, using their different abilities to fire them at the targets. Charles led us to an empty area and told me to line up Scott with a target. I did so, but it didn't make a difference. His eyes tore apart the target, along with the huge oak tree that had been there for hundreds of years.

I remember climbing that tree once with y/n. We had a race to see who could get to the top fastest. She had won obviously. She always beat me. She was so smart and always had the upper hand. Most of the time I was too distracted by her smile anyway. If I were to beat her, I wouldn't get to see that adorable smug smile she had. God I'm a mess.

Whilst I was staring at the tree, I hadn't noticed Scott was now being led away by Hank, the bandages back on his eyes. I turned to look at Charles, who had the same reassuring smile Hank had shown to me before. I looked at him confused.

"What?"

"You don't have to lie to me Alex. I have known you long enough to know what you're thinking without even using my powers." Oh no. He knew what I was looking at.

"You haven't spoken to her since?" He had me. There was no use in denying it. He was too smart for that.

"No. I don't even know where she is."

"I do." He just looked across the lake towards a group of students circling their teacher.

No. It can't be. Hank would have said something. She would have told me she was here. I would have come back.

"How long has she..." I looked towards Charles.

"About 6 months."

"6 months?" I felt so confused. So angry. She had been here for 6 months and nobody had told me. How could they. I just wanted to scream, but at the same time, all I wanted was to run up to her and hold her close to me.

"Don't be angry Alex. We couldn't reach you. Not whilst you were away fighting." Okay, I guess that makes sense. I had been away for over a year fighting in the armed forces. But now I was back.

"I shouldn't have left." I regretted that decision ever since I got on the plane. It was awful over there. The only thing that kept me going was the thought that I might see her face again, and now I have.

"You did what you needed to do. There's no point saying you shouldn't have, or what if, because it's done. The important thing is you're back." He was right, although I couldn't help but feel guilty. If I hadn't have left, maybe by now we would be together. We could have settled down. We could have had a family.

For a while I just stared at her. The way her y/h/c swayed in the wind. Her smile that made my heart melt. God I missed her.

"She's an excellent teacher you know? In just 6 months she helped so many students feel like they finally have a place to be safe." She was always like that though. Whenever I had a bad day, she was always the one that made it better. The only one that could.

As I was watching her, all the students walked away. It must be the end of their class.

"Why are you still here?" Charles stared at me, a smirk spread across his face.

"I have no idea." Was all I said as a ran towards her. She had her back towards me, packing away the arrows when I reached a few yards away from her. I stopped. She still hadn't seen me.

She picked up the last bow and arrow, but instead of packing it away, she shot toward the target and hit the bulls eye.

"Looks like you're still top of the class."

She paused and dropped the bow, turning around to face me with a confused look on her face.

"Alex. Is that... you're back." She still looked so confused it was so hard to tell what she was thinking. I couldn't decide whether she wanted to hit me or hug me. But that was answered when she let out a small laugh. I missed that sound.

I held my arms out with a smirk and she ran towards me. I lifted her off the ground as she wrapped her legs around my torso. My arms were snaked around her body, holding her as close as I could whilst my head rested in the crook of her neck, taking in the familiar scent of her skin. Her hands were laced in my hair, and it felt amazing.

"I missed you so much." Her words sounded so desperate and rushed, like she'd been holding them in for years.

"I'm sorry." It was the first thing I needed to say to her. The thing I had wanted to say since the day I left.

She pulled her head away and just stared at me. I was not prepared for what came next when her lips crashed Into mine. I had been wondering what they felt like since the day I met her. It was amazing.

She pulled away and stared at me, our foreheads pressed together.

"Is it too late to tell you how much I love you." The second thing I needed to say.

"It's never too late, Alex."

I smiled and dropped her down, my hands still around her waist.

"Finally."

We turned around to see Charles, Hank and Scott staring at us. Scott had a pair of glasses on with red lenses. Hank must have given them to him to help him see.

"How is it we've been here for all of 30 minutes and you've already got a pretty girl to kiss you." Scott was looking at me with a smirk on his face.

"Is that a young Alex Summers?" Y/n asked me as she chucked.

Scott walked up to y/n and held his hand out. He had a smug smirk on his face. Oh great, what was he up to.

"I'm Scott, the better looking brother." Y/n shook his hand and laughed.

"Yep, definitely a Summers!"

"He's lying. I'm the better looking one. Always have been." I pushed Scott away with my hand, the other still around y/n' s waist.

"Hmmm I dunno. He has got pretty great hair." Scott glared at me and wriggled his eyebrows. Hank and Charles just laughed as they walked away, Hank starting to talk to him about some new student.

"Well I'm gonna go and ummm... explore." He said as I caught him staring towards a ginger haired girl sat under a tree, and walked off in that direction. I guess he liked her. Looks like I'd need to talk to him later about that.

"Looks like he's already found another girl. I'm hurt." Y/n held her hand to her heart and looked at me with a fake frown.

"Don't worry, I can cheer you up." I pulled her towards me without waiting another second and crashed our lips together. My arms were around her waist again whilst her hands were resting on my chest. It felt good to have her in my arms.

I pulled away to look at her.

"Do you really think his hair is better than mine?" She reached towards my hair and laced her fingers through it. She just looked at me and smiled before pecking my lips and turning away. What was that supposed to mean.

I let her get a few places in front of me before I ran after her and lifted her off the ground, holding her up with her back pressed against my chest, before putting her down. My arms were locked around her, preventing her from running away again.

I kissed he neck continuously before she let out a chuckle and turned to me.

"Okay, fine. Your hair is better." She said quickly so I would stop tickling her.

I smirked and pressed my forehead against hers.

"You're such a kid. You know that Alex?"

"Hey, I can be a kid if I want to. It's never too late, remember?"

She pressed her head into my chest and wrapped her arms around my neck. I held her tightly so I wouldn't lose her again. I was back. She was back in my arms. We were together again, and nothing would break us apart.