Clairemont High Book 1: Jalex

If These Sheets Were The States

This chapter is literally just fluff and cute stuffs. I was uh... Different while writing the first part of this so is weird. But, as I usually do, I wrote this in my phone so I have no idea how long this is. Anyway, you guys should start preparing your feels because, after this chapter and possible next chapter, your emotions will be tested. Just warning you. Love you!! Don't die, loves <3

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I woke up with a massive headache, and the bright lights weren't helping either. I would assume I was in Heaven, but I don't think you're supposed to feel pain when you're chilling with Jesus. Hah. Now I can imagine me and the big man sprawling out on the couch with some beer and Hentai playing in the background. Alright, that's my cue that it's time to get up.

I opened my eyes to find that I was laying on my bed, blankets tucked nice and tight around me. I didn't quite remember what happened last night or yesterday or whatever, but I think it involved me getting punched or something in that realm. I moved my hand up to my face, poking my cheek roughly and groaning in pain. Yep, I definitely got punched in the face.

Jack was sitting in a chair beside the bed. He was passed out and snoring like an adorable panda or kitten or something else cute that could easily rip your face off. I started messing up his hair and pinching his cheeks, not lightly if I may add, to wake him up. I could have just yelled his name, but this was way more fun.

"Huh? What?!" Jack yelled before bolting up, his chair crashing to the floor as he looked around the room like a cartoon character. I laughed at his expense and regretted nothing.

"Alex, you're awake! We kicked Kellin's ass if you were wondering." Kellin? What did Kellin have to do with... Oh yeah. The abusive piece of crap punched me in the face after we got Vic away from him. How did he even know it was my plan though? He must have some telekinetic abilities or something.

"Oh, that's good." Wait, telekinetic? I think I meant psychic. The bastard must have hit me harder than I thought. Telekinetic doesn't even sound like psychic. Alright, maybe I'm just an idiot.

"My mom let us ditch school today considering we came home and you had your face." I had my face? Did Kellin hit both of us? And school still existed? What is this school this crazy boy is speaking of?

"Is everyone okay?" I blurted out. I had to find out. I mean, I was talking about my immense amount of issues to Mike and then pow! Right in the kisser! I didn't know how everyone was fairing after I got knocked out.

"Yeah, everyone's fine. After Kellin hit you, I kind of went ape-shit on his face and Mike and Tony had to pull us apart. Kellin was screaming and cussing up a storm but he left eventually. I carried you home at that point, but Mike told me that Jaime convinced Vic to go home and leave Kellin to fend for himself for awhile. I don't know how they're doing right now though." I smiled. I was happy that Vic was okay, happy that he was in good hands, and happy that Mike had found some closure from the situation. It's a nasty one.

I pulled him down on top on me, kissing his lips softly. He giggled and started to feather me in kisses all over my face. I tried to push him off of me, but he held down my wrists and continued. I had to admit, if anyone had walked in on us, they probably would have shit rainbows. We were just that cute.

I made him roll over onto his side and stared into his eyes. They were such a pretty colour. I never knew that brown eyes could make my heart flutter in the way his did. It seems that he had simply swept me of my feet, physically and metaphorically. I kissed his eyelids, showing my appreciation for their beauty.

"Hey babe, I know we've been arguing a lot lately, and I want to make it up to you. So, you're going to chill with Vic and Mike for a few hours, and when you come back, we're going on a magical date, mmkay? I've been really moody lately and I want to prove to you how much I love you." His hand came to cup my cheek, nuzzling our noses together.