DIRTY LAUNDRY

07

I don't care about what you did,
Only care about what we do •

I woke up on a very cloudy Sunday and it looked like it was about to rain any time now. I quickly realized that I was laying in Jack's bed, with him by my side, again. I've slept with him more times this week than Andie has and let me tell you, I had no problem with it. The last night's incident was bothering me and I just couldn't connect the dots. Why was he crying? He really looked crushed and to be honest it seemed to me that he's not that kind of a person, especially when it comes to crying over a very bad girlfriend. I decided to have a little talk with him, maybe take him out for lunch, I need to know what went on last night.
He was sleeping like a baby, his legs and arms over me, his hair tickling my face but I did't even think of moving.

He started fidgeting and then yawned.

"Hey baby." He mumbled. My face again, instantly flushed as I glanced at him when he lifted his head up.

"Morning." I replied.

"You really can't get a good night sleep because of me, huh?" He said. Little did he know that I couldn't care less about it, in fact, I slept much better with him by my side.

"Don't worry about me, are you alright?" I asked. I just couldn't wait, I needed to know.

"Oh, yeah. Everything's fine." He lied. I knew he was hiding something because like me, he's a bad liar. I could see right through him, also he didn't look fine to me last night.

"What about last night?" I asked.

"Uhm, yeah... well, how do you call it..." He was stalling which only made me more curious. "A moment of weakness."

"Ha. Alright. Sorry about that incident with Andie last night, I didn't mean to offend her." I apologized even though I didn't really mean it. I apologized to him, not to her.

"Don't sweat it, she can be a bitch to Lisa sometimes. We talked about it after that." He said and lifted himself up.

"Oh, okay. So is everything good?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure. Me and Andie are taking a break. Apart from that, it's all good." He said nonchalantly, like it was nothing. I could not believe it.

"Wait, what?" It just came out of me.

"I need some time for myself, so no big deal. She didn't take it as lightly as I have, but in the end we agreed on it." His face showed no emotion which confused me so much. Just a few hours ago he was crying with the lights out and now he has this poker face, talking about his relationship like it's nothing. Strange.

"Okay, is that why you were so hurt last night?" I had to ask.

"Oh... yeah, totally." Again he lied. There was something he wasn't telling me and I intend to find out.

"Okay, as long as you're alright. Want to grab some lunch or should we order and stay in?" I asked.

"It's gonna rain so I'm up for ordering some take out. Cool?" He looked fine, actually he looked more than fine; and you don't look like that when you just practically broke up with your girlfriend.

"Of course. I'll have whatever you have, so order. I'll be back in a minute." I said and closed the door behind me. While walking down the hallway, I tried to figure out what's bothering Jack. Maybe something else happened with Andie or maybe it's family drama...

I splashed cold water on my face and quickly fixed my hair. I was also in need of a shower but I decided to leave that for later. When I returned to the room I saw Jack setting up the laptop and preparing his bed for a movie. It brought a smile to my face, when he looked at me and pointed at the laptop. I only nodded and joined him.

"I ordered chinese and we're watching The Dark Knight." He stated.

"Awesome." I said and threw myself on his bed. I decided to act normal and do things that we usually do, guessing that eventually he'll tell me what's bothering him. After we finished the take out, Jack dozed off for a couple of minutes and I checked the bulletin board online, to see that all the classes that take place before 3pm will be cancelled. Great! I can sleep in. I later told Jack and he thought it would be a good idea to play truth or dare. I cannot begin to explain how much I fucking hate this game, but if he wants to play I guess I'll suck it up and take one for the team. Maybe he'll even tell me something I want to know.

Of course Jack had to pull out a small bottle of whiskey and make me take shots with him. This will end badly, is all I was telling myself. It started with questions like who's your celebrity crush, did you bang Lisa and what would you do for a million bucks and dares like sing a song by choice, act like a monkey and take your shirt off and shout something embarrassing in the hallway. At first it was pretty fun but with every extra shot, things were getting more heated and at some point I could feel the sexual tension between us.

"Sooo, Lexypants, truth or dare?" He asked. I wasn't even thinking straight anymore which is why I don't drink much. I literally cannot deal with it and I tend to be a mess.

"Truth." I said.

"Okay, but this is the third truth in a row, so your next round is a dare." He reminded me. I just nodded, waiting for the question.

"Are you gay?" He shot. I was drunk, yes, but when I heard the question, I swear it felt like a bullet went straight through my chest.

"Uhm..." I tried to think of the best answer while he was looking at me, smiling and waiting for me to spit it out. "What if I was?"

"You can't answer the question with another question." He said. I was the shirtless one being asked if I'm gay, yet he was the one giggling like a school girl. Terrific.

"Yes. I'm gay." I finally came out to him. Thank god I was drunk, if I weren't, those words wouldn't slide off my tongue that easily. To be honest I didn't really know what to expect from him.

"I knew it!" He said.

"What?" I was confused yet again.

"I was so right. Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

"It never came up, I don't know... it's not usually what I sprinkle upon people when I meet them." I stated.

"But it's me. You can tell me anything." He said and took another shot after pouring me one too. "Here, down the motherfucker." He said.

I took the shot and smiled at Jack.

"Jesus, my mouth is so numb, I can't feel my lips." I mumbled and started laughing. We were laying on the floor, faces only inches apart when he suddenly stopped.

"Truth or dare?" He asked. If I were sober, I'd probably know what's to come. But I wasn't.

"Dare." I said.

"I dare you to kiss me." He said loud and clear. At first I froze but then I just went with it, the liquid courage and all.
His chocolaty brown eyes were staring into mine and every time I blinked, his lips were closer to mine, so I met him halfway until they melted in a soft little kiss together. My hand moved to the back of his neck itself while he wrapped his arm around my waist.

He was deepening the kiss and it was getting more and more passionate until he ended up on top, slowly grinding on me, his fingertips brushing against the skin on my torso.

I was on cloud nine and I have no clue how we got there. Am I dreaming?