The Runaway Boy // Jalex

its not a date

"I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone"

Alex's POV:

I never felt this way when I kissed someone before. I also never blushed around jack before. Kissing him is honestly magic. He's like a drug. He makes me forget everything bad in life. He's my own special drug. No one else can have this drug. Only me. The drug in me is Jack.
I still don't know why I cared so much about him on the day I met him. I didn't have a crush on him. I didn't take him home out of sympathy. I generally cared. Now it's turned into a strong friendship. He stitched my wounds, made me smile in the worst of times, told me about cigars, told me I'm his reason, told me I make him happy and so much more I can't say. He honestly is adorable. I can't imagine how I would feel right now without him. He's all I have left.
I never really had any friends other than my mum. I always hung around with the emo and goth groups. Nobody really payed attention to us. I never was one of this stereotypes but I was never one to fit in with anybody
The outcasts never were together in a big group. If you were a reject you're by yourself. There was many rejects and we spread ourselves around the yard and didn't communicate with people. Each year new outcasts would join and want to befriend us but we ignored them and they learned how the reject kids work.
"Hey jack?" He looks at me with a shy smile.
"Yeah?"
"What school did you go to?"
"One in the south. Why"  not the same one as me.
"My mum left a shit ton of money and we could buy you a education and you can go to school with me" I smile but he shakes his head.
"Alex I cant its enough to even live with you it'll cost way too much." I shake my head twirling pieces of his hair around my finger.
"I'm alone in school. You're My only friend.. Literally please join my school" I beg
"When do you start?"
"2 weeks"
"I'll think about it"  he mutters. I take his hands in my own and swing them.
"It would Mean a lot" I say. He simply nods and he lay his head on my lap looking at the ground.

We stay in silence for a while his head still on my lap and my fingers twirling his messy hair. He really is my everything.
"What were the people in your school like jack?" I ask curious about how the rejects were treated in his school. He sighs an looks up at the ceiling.
"There was only about four outcasts. Two girls, a boy and me. The two girls were twins and people just hated them for some reason. The other boy was really freaky and went a bit crazy and tried to kill a teacher with a scalpel. I was just a flop. We weren't treated well at all. They knew all our weaknesses. They are one of the many reasons of the bruises.." He explains his eyes filling with tears. I bend down and kiss his eyes.
"I'm really fucking sorry Jacky. You're okay now. You're safe. You can tell me everything because I have no one to tell anyway. I was so lonely before I met you and you were so sad. You're happier now. We make each other happy. How bad were the shitheads who hurt you"  he smiles for about a second when my lips touch his skin but the smile disappears again.
"Well they were pretty shitty. I've almost died way too many times. The boy was in hospital many times but now he's in a mental hospital. The two twins have it a little less bad than I did considering they hid a lot but I didn't really give a shit about anything so I let them hurt me and hope they would end my life" I feel my own eyes start to water and I sit him up and wrap my arms around him. He's so broken and I need to fix him. I need him. He needs me. A few of His warm tears drop onto My shoulder. I take his head in my hands and hold him to look at me and kiss his forehead
"Its okay now, don't cry I'll cry too. We'll be fine. The rejects in my school don't get hurt. We just sit around by ourselves so if you go to school with me you'll be perfectly fine and I won't be alone there anymore." I wipe his tears gently with My thumb with a sad smile
"I wish they could see your beauty jack" he shakes his head with a humourless laugh.
"You're kidding right? I'm uglier than the ugly fucking duckling dude"
"Its sad" I say "how one boy has had so much shit in his life that he can't be comfortable in his own skin and lose all the self esteem he's ever had and whenever you give them a compliment they blow it off like they're lying." I sigh.
"Its hard to believe when you've Been told the opposite all your life" he mumbles.
"I know Jacky and I hope one day you'll believe me when I say how beautiful you really are. I really do think you're beautiful. Like really fucking beautiful. You get the point" he shrugs his shoulders with another sigh
"Hey can we just get our minds off sad shit for a while" I nod. He smiles with relief. I'm sick of talking about sad stuff too.
"Wanna go somewhere for food because food makes everyone happy?" I ask. He nods
"Oh wait Jacky have you got a phone?" He shakes his head. I go to my bedside drawers and take out my old flip phone
"You can have this, I won't be using it anymore" he thanks me and I hand it to him.

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After a while of fixing up the phone and much more cuddling we decided to go for dinner. We ended up going to some fancy yet small restaurant.
We ordered our food and sat at a table. Everyone seemed to be on a date here so it probably looked like we were on one.
A waitress approached us with a tiny glass vase with a single rose in it and places it on the table
"Are you here on a date?" She asks with a big smile and a chirpy tone of voice. Her blond hair covered half of her face. We shake our heads
"Are you sure? You guys would be so cute together" jack awkwardly smiles at her.
"Yeah we're sure, just came here as two friends" I say. She nods with her large grin and walks off.
"Oh my god she's annoying" jack mutters. I nod in agreement
"She's so chirpy and she's just.. Ugh" I shake my head in disgust.
"Girls like these make me glad the gay life chose me" he says with a laugh. I reach across the table for a high five.
The whole night consisted of laughter, awkward encounters with the annoying waitress, delicious food, learning more about each other and becoming closer than before.
On the way back to my house somehow his hand slipped into mine and we held hands all the way back swinging them happily. The city was quiet and that was something new. It reminded me of day 1 with him.
It was 11:10 by the time we got back. I never believed in 11:11 wishes but I waited impatiently for the last minute for a wish. The wish I've been wishing for since I met him.

Please give me strength to keep him alive..