Shameless (Jalex Fanfic)

Chapter 7: I'm Not The Type To Forget

Alex POV:

I woke up before she did in the morning, I was on the edge of the bed, as far away as I could go. I stood up quietly, grabbing my phone. I quickly tweeted something to let the fans know I was alive and went into the bathroom to shower. I let the water wash off the last remaining sweat from the tour and the lipstick Lisa had left on my chest last night.

When I got out I decided to towel dry my hair and let it air out so I wouldn't wake up Lisa with a blow dryer. Put on a snapback and walked over to the closet. I pulled on underwear and black skinny jeans. I looked through the shirts and found a black shirt with no sleeves, I slipped it over my head.

I went down stairs and into the kitchen after putting some bright red shoes on. The fridge had food in it but I went straight to the cereal. I was completely capable of cooking but I wasn't in the mood. I picked up the Captain Crunch and poured it into a bowl, as well as milk, and sat down to eat.

My phone vibrated right as I took my first bite. A text from Jack.

What're you doing later?

Nothing I guess.

He replied seconds later, We should go out for drinks tonight like you said.

I smiled as I typed my response, Sounds like a plan.

He didn't reply for a minute. I ate more of my cereal in silence until my phone buzzed once again, Talk to Lisa?

I sighed as my fingers grazed the letters, Not really

Not really?

Yeah, she tried to rape me

He typed back right away, HAHA NO

Yeah.. I just told her I was tired

Cold as ice Gaskarth. Cold as ice.

I guess, I shook my head. It was only because I was so stuck up on him. I put my phone down and ate the rest of my cereal. I got up to put the bowl away as I heard Lisa coming down the stairs. Great. Perfect time to go upstairs and straighten my hair, away from her.

As I passed her at the bottom of the steps she grabbed my hand, "Alex, do we need to talk?"

"Probably," I said and started up the stairs, "But I have to fix my hair right now."

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My hair had to be exactly the way I wanted it, that was the only way I'd go back down those stairs. That hardly ever happened. I ran the hot straightener through my hair. This literally had to be the day that my hair did what it was told.

I sighed at the mirror as I put my hat back on. I didn't want to go down stairs so I just sat on my bed and played on my phone until it got later and I had to go out with Jack.

I reluctantly went back down the stairs. Lisa was lounged in the living room on the couch. I cursed in my head as I tried to sneak past her.

She pause the stupid show she was watching and turned towards me, "I think we need to talk."

I shrugged, trying to get to the door.

"Damn it, Alex," she said exasperated, standing up to face me, "What is wrong with you?"

"You said that if I left we were over Lisa," I said unable to contain my anger anymore, "You said that and then you didn't call me or text me or anything so I sat on the tour bus for two weeks wondering if we were over or not."

"Alex we have a home together," she frowned, "I'm not going to just break up with you."

"This is my house. And you didn't call me at all. I didn't hear from you at all Lisa! And I come back and you want shit to go back to normal? That's not how it fucking works, okay!"

She walked over to me, "Alex, honey, calm down." Lisa tried to touch my arm.

"No! Why didn't you talk to me?" I yelled, jerking my arm back, "How am I supposed to know we're together if you don't talk to me?"

"Alex, what did you do?" She asked calmly.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" My heart was pounding. I was so sick of being questioned! I wasn't in the wrong here! Even though I kind of was... "DON'T ACT LIKE YOU'RE FUCKING INNOCENT LISA!"

"ALEXANDER WILLIAM GASKARTH IF YOU EVER LOVED ME YOU WOULD TELL ME RIGHT NOW WHAT YOU DID!" She spat at me, deathly close to tears.

I sat on the bottom step of the stairs and buried my face in my hands, "I thought you dumped me. I thought, I thought you dumped me," I looked up at her, "What the fuck do you think I did?"

"Did you sleep with someone?"

"Yeah." I said, tired of fighting. That wasn't the reason I was so mad at her. That wasn't the reason I wasn't in love with her anymore. But I definitely was not going to tell her about Jack.

"Why?" She asked as if she had any right to question me.

"I was drunk. And lonely. And I thought you didn't want me," I leaned back against the stairs and looked at her in the eyes, "You know, you never told me why you did it."

"W-What?"

"Why'd you cheat on me Lisa?" I finally asked her.

"I thought we were over this," she muttered looking away.

"I'm not. Why did you do it Lis? Huh?" I pressed sitting up again trying to catch her eyes. She refused to meet mine.

"You were on tour, and I didn't, I was, it was stupid. I've told you so many times that it was a mistake and I'm sorry," she stuttered still not meeting my eyes.

"Was it worth it?" I asked bitterly, "Was it perfect?"

"No, Alex, it wasn't worth it," tears started to fall, "Because I love you and now you don't love me."

I frowned, "What?"

"I know you don't love me anymore. I can feel it. After everything, you just don't feel the same about me, I know it," she was crying really bad, hardly able to talk at all, "I can't tell you how sorry I am A-Alex. I-I'll never be able to explain it."

I stood up from the stairs but I didn't go near her, "I can't say I forgive you. But I just made the same mistake-"

"I forgive y-you Alex," she cried.

"I just think we need time Lisa," I sighed and rubbed my eyes before speaking, "Jack was going to let me stay with him when I came back because I thought we broke up. I'm sure he wouldn't mind me staying with him for a while."

"P-Please don't leave me baby," she tried to wrap her arms around me, "I love you so much. I'm so sorry. Please don't go."

I pulled her off me, "Stop. I just can't do this. Give me time."

She nodded her head sniffling as she did so. I grabbed my leather jacket and walked over to the door. As I was about to close it I heard her whisper, "I love you, Alex."

I acted like I didn't hear it.

Cold as ice, Gaskarth. Cold as ice.