(Jalex) The First Step Towards Repair

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Alex

I rolled over in my bed, feeling the empty space beside me. Huh. I felt that there was something missing... I yawned and opened my eyes slowly. "Jack?" I murmured, rolling over again and looking around before I sat up.

"Jack?" I called out again, much louder this time. There was still no response. Grumbling, I got up and stumbled towards the bathroom, pushing the door lightly open and peeking in. No one was there. I frowned. Where the hell did he go?

I stretched my arms before lumbering towards my bed, letting my body fall onto the mattress, allowing the soft material to cushion my fall. I groaned again and dragged myself up my bed and slid under the covers lazily. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table, my eyes squinting at the brightness of the screen as I unlocked it. There was a text message from Jack.

'Hey Lex! Sorry, I had to go back before my parents found out that I left home. :) I know I didn't tell you that I snuck here but well, they wouldn't allow me to go to your house at night. I'll be back sometime in the afternoon though! Love you. x'

I raised a brow. Huh. Sneaky little motherfucker. I smiled and put down my phone, pulling the covers over myself before drifting off into sleep.

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My eyes slowly fluttered open to reveal another pair of brown orbs in front of me and I let out a yelp of surprise, causing it to back away slightly. I blinked, staring at the figure in front of me before it clicked. "Jack!" I said happily and he grinned, sitting down on the space in front of me.

"Hey babe," he said, intertwining his fingers with mine. I pulled him in and kissed his cheek, grinning shyly.

"You sneaking little shit," I muttered and he chuckled. I shifted a bit and he sat beside me.

"So, how are you?" Jack asked, leaning against my shoulder. My stomach growled in reply.

"Hungry," I said with a laugh and the two of us stood up and headed downstairs.

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We descended the steps and Jack sat down on the dining table while I headed towards the kitchen. My parents were definitely out for work, so I had to cook up breakfast myself. Or... I fixed my gaze at the box of cereal that lay on the kitchen cabinet. I could make everything easier and have Lucky Charms for breakfast.

I grabbed a bowl, washing it when I felt a hand wrap around me. I took a glance back and saw Jack there with a wide grin plastered onto his face. I returned the happy expression before chuckling, "I can't really do things with you restricting me y'know."

Jack snickered and removed his arms, allowing me to head towards the fridge to get out some milk. Much to my disappointment, there wasn't any. God damn. I sighed and closed the fridge door. Guess I have to cook then, huh? Suddenly, I was spun around and my arms were pinned to the fridge door by another pair of arms. Jack was pressing me against the fridge door, a mischievous grin painted on his permanent features. "Wha-" I was silenced with his lips smashed against mine. We kissed each other passionately before he broke off and trailed them down my neck. I let out a moan as he did so, a shiver running down my spine. I felt him smirk while he was still kissing my neck. That son of a bitch. He stopped and pulled away, causing me to take in a deep breath.

"You fucker," I muttered and Jack laughed.

"I love you, babe," he responded and winked.

I rolled my eyes and my stomach growled again in hunger. "Right. Food." I went to make myself some scrambled eggs.

"Do you want anything?" I asked as I was doing the basic cooking.

"I already had breakfast at home," Jack replied. I nodded, putting the piece of egg onto a clean plate before going to the dining table and eating my breakfast.

I noticed him watching me curiously as I eat. "What?" I asked and he shrugged.

"You're so adorable when you do these things."

A slight tinge of scarlet decorated my cheek. "No I'm not," I mumbled.

"Yes you fucking are, and you know it. You're never gonna admit it, but you are," he smiled genuinely.

"Shut up, you," a grin was tugging at my lips. God, this boy. I hate him and love him simultaneously. Cheesy little fuck.

I soon finished my breakfast and went to wash the dishes, Jack helping me out a little. As we were doing so, I remembered something he said to my mum yesterday.

Well we're planning a date on Sunday, aren't we, 'Lex?" he said with a wink.

"Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"Are we really gonna have a date on Sunday?" I mumbled, not wanting to get my hopes up.

He nodded. "Yes! Well, I mean, my idea of a 'date' probably isn't exactly what you'd like," he said and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

My eyes lit up at the sound of a date. "Tell me about it!" I said, the excitement present in my tone.

"Uh... I don't know. Pizza at your place, and blast music really loudly before watching Home Alone?" he suggested before shrugging and looking down. "I... I dunno."

Aw. He was so cute when he's a bit embarrassed. I stood up, walking towards him and kissing him on the cheek. "I'd love to! My parents will be out for most of the day so we can totally do that."

Jack looked up. "Really? You like the idea?"

I gave him a firm nod. "Mmhm!" I exclaimed enthusiastically. He beamed.

"It's kinda weird we'll have to wait for our first date to be 'official', though," I said.

"Then... Alex Gaskarth, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked confidently.

"Hell no!" I exclaimed. He looked hurt for a bit and I giggled. "Why are you the man in this relationship? I want a refund."

Jack breathed out a sigh of relief.
"You know I'm the manly man," he had a smug look on his face, "so, my pretty little princess, is it a yes or a no?"

I laughed before answering, "Yes, my knight in shining armour," I answered and tapped his nose gently. His grin came back and I returned the same expression, pressing my lips against his lightly before pulling away.

The two of us went back to my room and I grabbed the guitar from the corner of my room, strumming a bunch of random chords.

"Oh! That reminds me," Jack said and got up, heading towards the door. "Give me a bit, I'll be back real soon okay?"

I nodded and he left. As I waited for him to return, I took out a notebook from the cabinet of my bedside table. My hands ran smoothly over the cover of the book. I would write all the songs that I came up with when my creative juices were flowing in my head. For the past week, I've been working on a song. I've been pouring out most of my thoughts and this was a pretty cool song in my opinion. It was called 'Therapy'.

I started to strum the first few chords of the song before I began to sing.

"My ship went down
in a sea of sound.
When I woke up alone,
I had everything.

A handful of moments
I wish I could change,
and a tongue like a nightmare
that cut like a blade.

In a city of fools,
I was careful and cool
but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

A handful of moments
I wish I could change
but I was carried away.

Give me therapy,
I'm a walking travesty,
but I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can keep all your misery.

My lungs gave out
as I faced through the crowd
I think that keeping this up
could be dangerous.

I'm flesh and bone,
I'm a rolling stone.
And the experts say
I'm delirious

Give me therapy,
I'm a walking travesty,
but I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can take back your misery.

Arrogant boy,
love yourself so no one has to.
They're better off without you.

Arrogant boy,
cause a scene like you're supposed to
They'll fall asleep without you
You're lucky if your memory remains.

Give me therapy,
I'm a walking travesty,
but I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can take back your misery.

Therapy, I'm a walking travesty,
but I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy, you were never a friend to me.
You can choke on your misery."

I strummed the last few chords before I put down the guitar and looked around before I noticed Jack standing at the door. "Oh fuck," I swore aloud and he grinned, walking towards me with a guitar in his hands. I buried my head in my hands again in embarrassment. Oh god.

I felt an arm placed around my shoulder. "You sung beautifully, 'Lex," I heard Jack say.

"Thanks, I guess," I murmured.

"Did you write that yourself?" he asked curiously and I nodded in response, showing him the pages on my notebook.

"Woah, you write lyrics. That's cool," he said with a grin and I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly, mumbling a thank-you under my breath.

He started to play the chords for the song as I listened to him. He was getting everything correct and I swear to god, he was amazing at the guitar. I couldn't help but hum along to his guitar playing, watching as his grin widened and I found myself smiling as well. Soon he finished playing and I clapped, causing him to stand up and take a bow. I chuckled. He was such a child.

"Oh yeah. You haven't really introduced me to your parents, Jack," I said. The happiness was drained from his face, but he recovered quickly with what seemed to be a fake grin.

"Uhh... yeah... sure. Someday," he mumbled. My smile faded and morphed into a slight frown.

"Why, what's wrong?" I asked. Jack let out a sigh.

"Thing is, I haven't actually told my parents about..." he mumbled, trailing off at the last few words.

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A/N: I'll end this chapter here as a 'cliffhanger' effect (I really tried) also because I'm lazy aha

so here we go, Chapter 16. :D