"Hey, I really like your writing and I found this on Tumblr. Can you please write about how Jack and Alex do Jalex in privet and Jack calls Alex baby????"
Alex's POV
It's what happens after every show.
We do some kind of Jalex scene, Jack whispers in my ear how he still loves me, even after we broke up after Don't Panic, and I have to tell him I can't.
Currently, I was lounging on a chair backstage. I was drinking water, and cooling down from a night of running around, singing, and dancing.
I believe Rian and Zack went to go get some odds and ends for the bus; they always bitch when I come back with junk food and booze. They want a selection of fruits and vegetables to keep healthy even on the road.
Jack, on the other hand, was around here somewhere. He probably got stopped up by a fan that was able to sneak through the fence and sit by the door and wait for one of us to walk out.
Kicking my feet up on the table, I scrolled through the Twitter feed and retweeted a few tweets about the new album, or our show tonight. I loved what the fans had to say to us; some were drawings, or some were telling us something, and even a few with idiotic remarks that brought us laughs and smiles.
I tried to reply to them all, really, I did. But it gets a little hard when I have millions of notifications from fans. I reply to the really urgent ones, and favorite or rewtweet the rest.
Setting my phone down, I reached for my second bottle of water and began to chug the room temperature liquid. When the bottle was halfway gone, I heard a chuckle and saw Jack sit in the chair next to me.
"Lex, you're gonna choke."
I took the water from my lips, and threw the empty bottle at Jack. He laughed and tossed it in the garbage by the door and tossed an arm around my shoulders. I tried to pull away, but eventually succumbed into Jack's warm arm.
"Jack we can't-"
"Baby," Jack said. I relaxed. Even though Jack and I weren't dating, he always called me baby in privet. I can't say I mind; it instantly soothes me and let's me know at least one person loves me.
"Yes?"
Jack rubbed his thumb over my shoulder, just the way he did when we were dating.
"You can't tease me on stage like that, and then expect me to forget about us." Jack said as I looked down in my lap.
"Because I still love you, you know." Jack said as he moved his face right on my temple and pushed a soft kiss into it.
"I know, Jack, and I love you-"
"Are you sure? You say that every time, and never show it, except on stage." Jack said, as he moved his mouth to my cheek, an pecked the area a few times.
"I just can't, Jack. The fan-"
"They love it. They'll love it if we date. Two gay couples in the band? Zian Dawsick, and Jalex Barakath. They'll eat it up."
I stayed quiet and bounced my foot up and down in pure anxiety.
"Hey," Jack smiled as he rested his other hand on my thigh and lightly pushed it to a stop. "It's okay, baby, we don't have to date. But I want you to know I'll always love you."
Jack moved his mouth to mine, and just left a little peck on the corner of my mouth. Enough to make me want more.
"I love you." I said to Jack.
"I love you too."
"But we can't happen. I, just, the band, Jack." I mumbled and stuttered as Jack took a hold of my chin.
Lightly, he brought my face over to his. He pecked my lips quickly. Just quick enough that I barely felt his lips.
"Yes we can."
I bit my lip.
"Jack? You said you'd do anything for me, yes?"
"Of course!"
"Kiss me." I demanded.
Jack didn't make a comment, as he leaned in and pushed his lips on mine. For longer this time. I kissed back, and enjoyed the feel of the sparks passing between us, and his soft lips on mine.
He eventually pulled away, when I opened my mouth.
"I won't take advantage of you, Lexi."
Blushing, I nodded and leaned my head into his neck.
"Let me take you on a date. Let's live like Jack and Alex." Jack offered as he pushed another kiss into my temple.
"I can't-"
"You're the only one telling yourself that, baby."
I thought and grabbed his hand.
"One date. One." I said as Jack smiled and kissed my lips.
"You won't regret it."
