~Jack~
I just lied. I wasn't really all that bored. I just wanted to see Alex. It was either go out and get shopping done. Or stay in with Alex and watch movies. I chose the latter.
No one knew. But I had quite the thing for that little brown haired boy. Have since high school. A majority of fans seem to be picking up on it. But they've always seen it. I just deny it. For fear of what may happen.
As I'm lost in my thoughts, I hear a small knocks on the door. Lex. He never knocked loudly. Always quiet. Sometimes he'd stand there for minutes upon minutes because I hadn't heard him. I got up, adjusting my sweatpants when they started to fall, and went straight to the door.
I opened it, and sure enough there he was. If it was possible, he looked more amazing than usual. Bed hair, that almost no one ever saw. He's very insecure. Always looking his best. I don't see why though. He'd look good in a trash bag.
Oops. Got lost again. When I realized I was staring at him I looked away quickly and he blushed as he looked at the ground.
"Hey Jack.." He said, almost a whisper. I pulled him into my house and closed the door.
"Hi Lex " He smiled. He had told me before how much he liked that I call him differently than everyone else. He says it makes him feel special. Which he is, so I guess it works.
"So what did you want to do?.." He looked at me again. And if I wasn't trying as hard as I was, I would've gotten lost in his eyes. They're absolutely stunning. Wow. Look at me. Fancy words and shit. Oh right.
"Um.. I was thinking we could just watch some movies or something.." I stumbled over my words, bad at hiding things, I know. He laughed and pulled off his shoes, throwing them wherever and jumped on the couch.
"Sounds good. The weather is absolute shit anyway."
I followed him and stood in front of the TV. Picking up a movie at random and throwing it in. I wasn't going to pay attention to it anyway. Not with Alex curled up beside me.
I grabbed the remote and sat beside him, he immediately scooted closer to me and pulled the throw off the back of the couch, throwing it over himself. As he leaned on me I wrapped my arm around his shoulder, out of habit I guess. But he never complained about it.
"What did you put on, Jacky?" He whispered, he sounded tired. He must not have slept all that well.. I looked at the screen.
"I don't know. Probably some shit boxing movie. That's what was laying there."
"You're odd sometimes, Jack.." he giggled sleepily. God that was adorable.
I feel like one of the girls at our shows.. The ones that always freak out when something so innocent happens, like its the best thing in the world. When really it was probably just someone laughing. Or breathing. Ew... I never liked how those girls were all over Alex, Even though I knew nothing usually came of it.. He's my Alex. Wait.. my Alex? Slow down, Barakat. I scolded myself internally and turned my attention to the random shitfest spewing from my television screen.
"What was that?" Alex poked my chest slightly. Taken aback, I looked at him. A confused expression on my face.
"You growled, Jacky.."
Shit. I did that out loud? Oops.. He watched me carefully, a smile playing about on his lips. God those lips.. so close but yet so far..
"U-um.. nothing Lex, just clearing my throat" I smiled innocently at him and leaned my head against the couch. I needed to be more careful. Or he'd figure me out.
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This one was a little short .. sorry cx
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