Do It For Me. Not Baltimore. (Jalex)

What Have I Done? - Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven- What Have I Done? (EDITED)

Chapter Seven

Jacks P.O.V.

 

"Jack! Come down stairs! Patrick and Pete are here." I heard Alex call from what I would assume was the front door. I set my laptop next to me on my bed, then lazily made my way down the stairs. When I reached the bottom Alex was standing in the doorway talking to Patrick. Alex hadn't noticed me, but Patrick and Pete both did. I gestured for them to be quiet. I stealthly moved behind him, then tickled his sides. "What the fuck!?" he screeched. Patrick, Pete, and all doubled over in laughter. “Not nice.” he pouted. “Awe I’m sorry babe.” I apologized, giving him a quick hug. “It’s fine.” he huffed.

 

“Babe don’t be that way.” I whined,  giving him a light kiss on the cheek. “Jack! We have guest over he scolded. “Fine then. I’m going to go back up to my room, and work on that fanfiction I was writing about us.” I pouted, walking back up the stairs. I got about halfway before Pete called my name. “Jack, come on. You don’t want to leave Alex alone with us. Do you?” I sighed at my defeat. “Fine, but only because I don’t want my panda to be alone. Not because you told me to.” I trudged my way back to the bottom. Alex took a hold of my hand, and we led Patrick and Pete to the miniature makeshift recording booth in the basement

 

When we got into the room Alex sat down on the floor cris cross. I took it upon myself to sit in his lap. “Erm Jack. What do you think you’re doing?” he questioned me. “Alex. I told you that if I was going to be down here, you’d have to put up with me not keeping my hands off of you.” I protested. “Fine. But you can’t interfere with songwriting.” “Okay.” I said as I rested my head on his shoulder. I thought about purposely bugging him, just so he sends me back upstairs, and I don’t have to sit through all this. I just want to go and cuddle with my panda. Is that so much to ask for?

“You guys are so cute. When are you two going to get married?” Patrick giggled. “December fourteenth.” I said forgetting that they didn’t know. “Wait, what?” Pete asked. I kissed Alex on the neck and mumbled an I’m sorry. I didn’t know if he wanted to tell anyone or not. “We were going to tell you guys a little bit more formally, but I guess Jack slipped.” “I’m so sorry Alex.” I mumbled into his neck again. “It’s fine Jack. I’m not mad.” he whispered in my ear. “You guys should probably know that you guys have been invited to our wedding. But you can’t tell anyone, because we haven’t told anyone besides Zack and Rian.”

 

“We swear to secrecy, as long as you keep our secret.” Pete told us. “And Peterick comes out of the closet after years of everyone knowing!” I piped up, then went back to having my head buried in Alex. “How’d you know?” Patrick sounded astonished. “Isn’t it obvious? You’re inseparable, you have that sparkle in your eyes when you look at eachother, and you’re always in each others personal space. You two are the Jalex of Fall Out Boy.” Alex pointed out. “Why are there so many gay couples in bands?” I thought out loud. “It gets lonely on tour.” Pete responded with a shudder. “I’m going upstairs to play video games.” I whispered to Alex. Maybe I said it a little too loudly, because Patrick heard it. “Hey Pete, you should go with him. So Alex and I can work on the song without any distractions.” Pete nodded and followed me up the stairs.

 

Alexs P.O.V.

 

"Jack! Come down stairs! Patrick and Pete are here."I called to Jack after opening the front door. “Long time no see.” I greeted the guest. “It’s good to see you again. And thanks for helping me with this song.” “No problem, anytime. After all we recieved amazing feedback from the fans about the song you helped write.” “Hopefully we’ll get the same feedback on our song.” “I know you wi-” I was cut off by two hands tickling my sides.  "What the fuck!?" I screeched. I watched as Patrick, Pete, and Jack burst into laughter. “Not nice.” I pouted. “Awe I’m sorry babe.” Jack apologized, giving me a short hug that I wanted to be longer. “It’s fine.” I huffed.