Oh, Calamity!

The Third Calamity

Again!!Again!! the Whole content of this chapter got lost again! Damn that sync bug.. Even when I hit keep local copy because I only write stories using the tablet, it still took the one from their server!! Aaarrrgghhh!

Okay.. let's go back to the story now. Jack's funny reactions and thoughts will keep me going. You can't hold me back Wattpad App bugs!! bwahaha!

□□ She was like a mystery, a puzzle and an unsolvable riddle to his brain. □□

"We're going now. You sure you want to stay?" Alex asked as he stood up, following Matt on his way out of the picnic table. He was talking to Jack whose ass is still stuck on the bench. His back arched like there were a lot of burdens on top of it.

Jack just nodded while staring blankly at the dark sea. Alex patted his shoulder and went on. Jack wanted to pat his best friend's hand, but he was so preoccupied with his thoughts. He slowly placed the palm of his hand on his shoulder where Alex patted him.

"He really needs that." Alex just thought to himself.

Matt looked at him, and Alex looked back. "You guys owe me an explanation. And if I find your presentation shitty, you guys need to prepare your ass for spanking!"

Alex just laughed at how serious Matt looked. Alex knew he was drunk so he's a bit overreacting about it, and the punishment too. But he still answered anyway, "Yeah. We got Rian as our lawyer.." Alex said while pushing the elevator button. "and Zack is our security guy. We.. are.. ready!" Alex even showed his pumped fist.

Jack sighed deeply and kicked some sand while he walked along the shore. He was getting confused with everything. He sees Kirsten like a lady whose sweet then gets really insensitive within a blink of an eye. He can't understand what was up with that.

He is the father of the baby in her tummy, yet she can ignore him like that. Jack knew that she wanted to keep mum about their situation. But he knew himself as well that he won't spill up anything. The party was supposed to be a celebration for the end of their MV shoot. Kirsten was a big part of it, yet she just celebrated it with the less crazy half of All Time Low.

"Aaarrrgghh!!" Jack screamed out as he knelt down and laid on his back and stretched his legs. The cold sand comforted him and cools his head down a little. He looked up in the sky, his eyes were almost closed. He was struggling to keep his eyes open.

He can't understand himself. He can't understand Kirsten either. She was like a mystery, a puzzle and an unsolvable riddle to his brain.

"What have you done to me?" Jack whispered to himself before he threw up.

After relaxing a bit, he rolled over and slowly stood up. He was dragging himself towards the hotel. He was so drunk and dizzy, he fell on a flower bed on his way there.

He was panting when he reached the 3rd floor, because he can't seem to find the elevator. He walked towards the end of the hallway and slowly opened the door of his room so he won't make some noise. He went straight to the bathroom and threw up again. He cleaned himself up and crawled to the bed with his boxers.

"Night Alex!" he whispered as he tapped him gently on his butt.

He heard muffled 'mmm' sounds before drifting into sleep.

*hiyaaa-chiii!*

*hiyaaa-chiii!*

Kirsten was awaken by her own sneezes. She rubbed her hands on her cold arms before rolling in a fetal position. She touched her cold feet and sneezed again. Her eyes were completely shut off and hurting so much. She turned around and hugged her pillow.