THREE WEEKS.

That's how long Alexa and Freddie had avoided each other.

For three weeks the duo and ex-couple had no contact with each other. Hadn't spoken on the phone, had seen each other. Absolutely nothing.

But, that was going to change soon.

Alexa had been invited to come over to the Benson's apartment to see Ms. Benson propose to Lewbert... she (Marissa Benson) was willingly going to propose to Lewbert.

And Alexa was dreading it.

She laid face down on her couch as Chase was on FaceTime with the girl, trying to convince her to get up and go to the proposal.

Alexa, however, did sit up from her couch, grabbing her phone as Chase spilled some nonsense about her going to the Benson's.

She made her way into her bedroom and rummaged through her closet before pulling out a black Prada Viscose mini dress. She slipped on her dress and made her way into the bathroom, propping her phone against the vanity sink counter and sitting on top of it to do her makeup.

Alexa continued to listen to Chase spiel on as she continued to apply her own lip oil on her lips.

"Look, man, you've made your point." Alexa sighed, "I'm going to go and put on my million dollar smile and pretend I'm having the time of my life."

"Could you put a little more oomph into your voice?" Chase asked, "It would make it sound like you're not going there to kill people."

Alexa rolled her eyes, hopping off the counter and facing the mirror once more, fixing piece of her hair as she stared into the mirror.

There was a knock on the door and Alexa quickly shut Chase down and hung up the phone.

She made her way out of her bedroom, grabbing her phone as she did so. She grabbed the Prada Patent leather slingbacks heels and opened the front door.

She opened the door and gave a small smile towards Carly as she stumbled her way towards the coach to slip her shoes on.

"Wow," Carly spoke, "it's a proposal for Lewbert. You think Prada is necessary for... them?" She shuttered.

"Please, I'm rich." Alexa laughed, "I have to flaunt it while I have it."

Carly soon joined Alexa on the couch.

They weren't the best of friends but they had been close because they both worked with Paul and because Alexa had no other friends in the city other than Freddie... and they weren't talking at the moment.

"Still nothing from Freddie?" Carly asked.

"No." She sighed, "But it's whatever, you know. I've known Freddie for years. I bullied him, I dated him, I broke up with him, I think I loved him—"

"Woah, woah. What?"

"Yeah, I bullied him. It wasn't Nevel Papperman bullying, but it was bullying nonetheless and—"

"Alexa." Carly smiled, "You loved him?"

"I was sixteen. I loved everything that gave me attention."

"You're dodging."

Alexa stood to her feet, "I know we've been friendly since I'm not talking to Freddie, but that doesn't mean you can make an exposé on me... I'll sue you for defamation."

Alexa made her way towards the door and opened it, gesturing for Carly to make her way out of the door.

Carly playfully rolled her eyes and stood up from the couch and the two were off to the Benson's.

They soon arrived and Alexa opened the door to see Freddie on one knee and a ring in his hands.

She looked back over at Carly who only shrugged her shoulders, not being able to see properly. Alexa then turned towards the others and saw that Spencer had been recording the entire thing.

She finally looked down at Freddie who held a small, awkward smile and Alexa returned the same look.

"Yay?" She questioned.

"It's covered in my mother's spit." Freddie said.

She bent down, furrowing her brows, "It is."

Freddie quickly stood to his feet and Ms. Benson stood grabbed Alexa's arm pulling her away from the door and allowed Carly inside.

Alexa and Carly made their way towards the others and soon enough Lewbert made his way inside, a worried look on his face.

"Uh, is this an intervention?" He asked, "Fine, Marissa. It is me eating your makeup, but I can stop any time I want!" He turned towards Alex, "The blushes taste amazing."

He turned back around and saw Ms. Benson down on one knee.

"Lewbert Robinette Patricia Sline..."

"Robinette Patricia?" Carly whispered.

"I know. I love it." Harper smiled.

"Lewbert, my Big Sline." Ms. Benson smiled, "My Sline Ball. Will you make me the happiest mother of Freddie on earth?"

Lewbert began screaming, looking around the room at the others before making a high pitched noise and stopping all together.

"Is that a no?" Freddie asked.

It was a yes and Freddie rolled his eyes before walking away from his new stepdad sharing a kiss with his mother.

Pearl soon came in and Alexa grabbed on of the wine glasses, chugging down the drink inside.

"Aw, another couple as happy as we are. Sad I missed it." Pearl sighed.

"Oh, hey no prob. I caught the whole thing." Spencer smiled, "It looks like Freddie is proposing to Alexa. Want me to text it to you?"

"If you would've been here just a few minutes earlier... that would've been you in the video." Alexa chuckled.

But Pearl wasn't having it. She put on a sour face and that's when Alexa knew that it was probably best for her to leave.

She grabbed another wine glass and made her way out of the door with a sigh. It wasn't long before the door opened once more and Harper and Carly stepped out and invited the girl to their apartment.

Once inside, she sat down on the couch with a sigh.

"What will it be?" Harper asked, "Wine and crying, or whiskey and light violence?"

Alexa smiled, "I wipe my tears with hundred dollar bills when I watch Up every night. I'm fine."

"Really? 'Cause that was more awkward than when we had to tell Millicent her goldfish moved to Canada for the health care." Harper seethed.

The whole reason Alexa and Freddie hadn't spoken was because Freddie went off on a romantic getaway with Pearl and apparently the two of them went to couples therapy four times a week.

"Freddie and Pearl are thriving." Alexa sighed.

"Okay, but what about Freddie and Alexa?" Carly asked, "When Pearl ran out on his birthday you waited up with him all night."

"I got a text from him two days later saying his was "hitting the road with his lady". Not only that, he used the stalk of wheat emoji." Alexa sighed, "He wants nothing to do with me."

"So, that's it?" Harper questioned, "No part of you thinks that you're into Freddie?"

"I shouldn't have to think about it. I want someone that I am crazy about. Someone that makes my knees buckle."

"He's back now." Carly said, "You guys can talk."

"And I so want to do that, but I'm not. I'm too busy with Do Something beauty."

"And if that project is real, I'm very happy for you." Harper smiled.

"WE WANT you to be on Carly's show." Paul said.

Alexa raised her eyebrows as she sipped on her coffee. This wasn't her plan, but Carly wanted a plan and this plan was conjured up by Paul.

"You and Freddie would make great TV."

"My automatic answer is no."

Paul chuckled, "Oh, I think I know what's going on. Five, four, three, two, you're smashing."

"Freddie has a girlfriend." Alexa scoffed, "I do believe that they may be smashing."

"Oh, so it's a love triangle? Because that's a hook. Amore triangula."

"It's nothing. It's Freddie and Pearl. That's it. If anything... I'd say we're a squiggle."

"A squiggle. We're gonna win an Emmy! Whoo!"

"Look, live for drama. I love Real Housewives. I even have NeNe Leakes' phone number, but I'm sure Carly can figure out her own drama to put on her show."

And with that, Alexa made her way home.

She did what she would always do, which was promote her own business and make sure that the people she hired did the same.

There was a knock on her door and she stood from her couch to answer it.

With a heavy sigh, she gave Freddie a small smile.

"Hey."

"Hi." He softly smiled, "Can we talk?"

Alexa slowly stepped to the side to allow Freddie inside.

She soon shut the door, rubbing her hands against her jeans and faced Freddie once more.

"Paul told me about the receipts of what you and him talked about?"

"He has receipts? I trusted him."

"He had a physical receipt with everything on it from CVS." He smiled, "I just wanted to know what that meant."

"Things are great between you and Pearl. I thought it'd best if we just talk." She confessed, "Maybe we could just go back to being us. Alexa and Freddie."

"So you created a lip stain just to avoid talking to me?"

"He told you about my lip stain idea?" She scoffed, "Look, I'll admit it. Over the years, I've thought about whether or not that breaking up was a good idea. I mean, I haven't been in a relationship since being with you. And thought about it."

"But you shouldn't have to think about it."

"Exactly." She smiled, "But I know that I don't have to think about—"

"Being Alexa and Freddie." He smiled, "I know. It's the best."

Freddie's phone soon pinged and he sighed heavily.

"Shoot, I got to go. Uh, Pearl is legit about to join the circus."

Alexa smiled, "I heard she was pretty flexible." She sighed, "Thank you for stopping by. I really missed talking to you."

"Me too. And no matter what awkward phase of Alexa-Freddie-dom we're in, no matter who we're dating or how little we know about what we're signing up for, I am always gonna be there for you. I promise."

His phone pinged once more and as he looked down, Alexa tumbled forward... she had felt weak in her knees. Quite literally.

"How does a leotard cost 7,000 dollars?" He questioned, "I got to go, but hey, look at us. We did it, we're talking, huh? Go us! Okay, bye."

Freddie soon left and Alexa fell face down on her couch.

She has felt weak in her knees... physically. That was a lot. That was crazy. And that was Alexa Romano's life... and God did she hate it sometimes.

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