Warnings: some of that good fluff stuff
Summary: Jack wants to see his boyfriend, Tyler. The problem? Tyler lives in the U.K. and Jack lives in California. (I suck at summaries just read thanks)
I stared at my computer screen, scrolling through Tumblr when I passed a very hot picture of Luke Hemmings. Then, a Facebook message popped up. I clicked on the tab and unsurprisingly see a message from my boyfriend, Tyler. I squealed (like a man) and click on the message.
Hey, Jack!
I smiled and typed back.
Hey! How are you?
Fine, you?
Okay, thanks.
I wish I could see you.
We could Skype if you want?
I mean like really see you. In person, not behind a computer.
Yeah... Maybe one day.
I want to hug him and kiss him too, I just don't tell him. He would be my first kiss...
I just wish you didn't live in the U.K. I wish you lived here with me in the U.S.
So do I.
Anyway, what are you doing?
Sitting on my bed bored out of my freaking mind.
Same. But I'm looking through Tumblr, so I'm also just a tiny bit scarred.
Anything interesting?
A lot of strange fanfiction.
Of course.
Yup. How is your family? Tyler had a bit of family trouble recently.
Fine. Ish.
Ish?
Well, I told my sister about you... she threatened to tell my parents that I'm gay...
Oh.
Yeah. I don't know what they'll do if they find out I'm dating a guy, but I know it won't be good.
I'm sorry.
It's not your fault.
I feel like it is. I am the guy you're dating, so if you get in trouble, I'd technically be my fault.
Well, it takes two people to make a relationship, so it'd be my fault too.
I guess. I just wish your family was more supportive.
So do I...
I have to go, babe. It's late here and I have school tomorrow.
Ok. Talk to you later.
Ok. Bye.
Logging off Facebook, I closed my laptop and set it on the table beside me. I quickly took a shower and put on some boxers, then brushed my teeth and climbed into bed, falling asleep thinking about Tyler.
The next morning, I woke up to my alarm blaring. I opened my eyes and grabbed my phone, shutting off the alarm. I sat up, dragging a hand down my face.
