We Go Together {Jalex Oneshot}

**(A/N: the whole thing is from Alex's POV unless otherwise stated... Trigger warning for sensitive viewers...)**

I looked over at my best friend, Jack, for what felt like the hundredth time today... but he wasn't looking at me.

He was looking over at his newest love interest, Sally.

He was making the stupid googley eyes at her from across the classroom, and she was making them right back!

How could the teacher not see this?

God, I really hate that red-headed bitch sometimes.

I wish Jack would make those eyes at me.

I went back to staring at the chalkboard.

Dream on Gaskarth I thought to myself, dream on.

Jack has been my best friend since as long as I can remember.

I came out a in freshman year, knowing that I liked guys, especially one in particular, and silently wishing Jack felt the same.

You can see how well that worked out though.

He did pretend to flirt with me a lot though, and I did it right back, "pretending."

As if my depression wasn't bad enough, the crush turned obsession wasn't helping.

The scars on my wrists were adding up fast, along with the shards of my broken heart.

It broke just being near someone so beautiful who I knew could never be mine.

And again went Jack with the freaking eyes...

Unable to stand it any longer, I ran from the classroom.

As I ran down the hall towards the bathrooms, I'm pretty sure I saw Mr. Way, the art teacher, pull short stack Frank Iero into the empty art classroom by his belt loops.

I slowed, confused.

What did I just see?

Who knows... it could have been any number of things, maybe I had just misread it?

I'm going to ignore it though.

It's not really my business anyways.

I sat in the last stall, knees pulled up to my chest as I sat silently thinking.

I think my depression is getting worse.

Why had I run off?

Had I really expected anything different from Jack?

He was the ultimate heartbreaker of the school, his reputation had spread like wildfire, and yet lots of girls still slept with him in the hopes to be with him.

He is lucky.

All hail the heartbreaker, I guess.

I heard the bathroom door open as another person entered my fortress of solitude.

"Alex?" It was Jack.

"Yeah?"

"Are you alright?"

Aww, he was worried about me.

"Yeah, I'm alright. I'm just a little off today, you know?"

"I get the feeling. Hey, want to ditch with me? We could go to the arcade."

I love the arcade!

And he knew that.

Bastard, using my weaknesses against me.

" that sounds like a great idea!"

It's strange, how easy it is to fake happiness.

We went to the arcade, and by the time the sun went down, both of us had phones buzzing angrily with parents wandering where we were at.

Jack and I were eating pizza at the food court when Jack suddenly leaned in close to my ear.

He was flirting again.

"Aaaaaaallexxx," he whined, "I want to swag."

I'm sorry, you want to what?"

"I want to swag."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Sleep With Alex Garskarth."

He burst out laughing at his own joke, but I was only able to manage a weak smile.

"What's the matter?" he sounded worried again.

"I'm just going to go home."

"Okay. Goodnight."

"Goodbye Jack."

As I was walking I walked over to the bridge.

I stood on the step and thought about Jack again.

I bet he went over to Sally's house.

Would he even miss me? I was contemplating about jumping, when I felt a hand on my shoulder, and then Jack was on the bridge with me.

"I knew it. I just knew something was wrong."

"How did you know?"

"You said goodbye. In the years we've known each other, you've always said goodnight."

"Oh."

"Yep."

"You know, I wasn't joking."

I looked over at him, confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I really do want to sleep with you."

"That will never happen though."

"I guess I will have to settle for this then."

He pulled me close and kissed me tenderly on the lips for a while before pulling away and whispering in my ear, "We go together or we don't go down at all."

He pulled away from me.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

I nodded.

"We go together or we don't go down at all." I whispered, looking over at Jack.

He smiled.

"Count of three?"

I nodded.

"1..."

"2..."

"3..."

And we launched ourselves forward, hold each others hands so tightly, that our fingers were turning purple.

And everything went dark after that.

~~~

3rd person POV

Jack and Alex's bodies were found along the river bank the following day.

The water had been so cold that they were practically ice themselves.

Their lips were blue, their hands were frozen together, their eyelids were frozen shut, and their eyelashes were frosted with ice crystals.

Their graves were next to each other, and many people cried at their funeral, especially Sally.

The were buried side by side, as friends, because nobody knew what had happened between them that night.