TWENTY FOUR

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Jake Faye's POV

I smiled at myself in the mirror. My brown locks tossed up nicely as I dressed in a plaid shirt with jeans. 

This past year has been shit for me. It's been filled with doubts. I hate doubting myself and my feelings. But yesterday I got answers. He still loved me. The feeling's mutual. Love is fucking magical. It brings you to places you never expected to be in, it changes you as a person and teaches you a lot about life.

I sighed one last time, grabbed my phone and wallet and opened the door of our shitty apartment in Queens. But it was really all I could afford for Ty and I. If I didn't live with Ty, I would be living in a well furnished apartment in Manhattan but some boyfriends really just like sticking everything up your ass eh?

"Where the fuck are you going?" Ty chided. Oh shit!

"Going to meet up with Alex. Got a problem?" I retorted, not bothering to face him.

"Alex? That guy that jumped you? Hell no! You're staying home." He demands.

"Fuck off, you're not my mom. If you don't like the way I play, then you can leave." I disclosed and walked out the apartment.

I wasn't going to let Ty ruin my day. 

I walked over to the Subway station as I didn't feel like driving around Manhattan as it was a weekend and the traffic would just be a big dick shoved up my ass.

I sat in the subway. Smiling like a creep as I listened to Bass Boosted songs. When the Subway halted, I walked out. Walking as fast as I could, knowing that Alex would be waiting for me at the TGIF.

I walked in the restaurant. It was no surprise it was packed. I searched around for him, his iconic dark brown hair up in a top knot.. I soon found him looking out a window and sitting at a booth. I walked over to him, having the excitement drag me there. I sat in front of him and he snapped looking at me.

"Hey," He mumbles.

"Hey," I replied. I missed his voice. It still sounded crooked and his strong french accent ripping through.

"Shall we order?" He asks and I nod my head, picking up the menu and tried to cover the pink tint surfacing. 

I look around the menu, once I saw something that look good, I just pretended to read on. My cheeks flushing red. I was quite embarrassed to be honest. It was like a date and a chick was blushing uncontrollably and would hide behind the menu. I was the chick.

I looked up to Alex's brown eyes staring at my blue-green ones. He moved the menu down before leaning across the table to capture my lips for a second.

The world stopped, literally.

It was just us, our lips pressed together and his hand cupping my cheeks.

"I miss you so much," He whispers, keeping our foreheads and nose pressed up against each other.

"I miss you too," I replied and he sat back down grinning.

"Hey guys, I'm Klaire with a 'k'. I'll be your waitress today. Are you guys ready to order or I'll come back in a few?" A girl came up to us.

"We're ready," Alex and I said at the same time and Klaire with a 'k' pulled a pen and note pad out.

"I'll get your Texas mac n' cheese with steak." Alex informed her and she went to scribble it down.

"I'll get you chicken ceaser salad." Again, she writes it down. 

"Drinks?" She seeks.

"I'll get lemonade." Alex says.

"Diet pepsi," She took our orders and went off to the kitchen where the eye contact between Alex and I filled in the silence.

I looked down lightly, pretending to check something on my phone but he took it and placed it to his side of the booth.

"Did ya order diet pepsi to try and lose weight or something?" He asks me. What a good conversation eyy.

"No, I just prefer the taste of it." I answered and he shrugged his shoulders.

"Soo, Broadway huh? What a surprise.." He points out sarcastically.

"Yeah, well it pays well but not enough as my boyfriend Tyler is living with me and spends his savings on clothes while I pay the bills." I could see the jealousy in his eyes. It hurts me a little to see him jealous, after all. I loved him and I was still with Ty the arrogant son of a bitch. "Saw you the other night with the girl. She's pretty, how're you guys going?"

"Oh we're through. I told her what happened, I told her a bout you. And she urged me to do this, to talk to you. Her name's Kirstie.."

"Oh," He did that? He chose me over that pretty girl? H-how?

"I meant what I said by risking everything to be with you." He told me, grabbing my hand. 

Aww now I just feel like shit for not dumping Ty.

"And I meant what I said too. But I gotta take care of Ty and I promise once he's out, we'll be together. It'll only take a few hours, I promise. Just don't leave." 

"Never, never." He promised.

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