~Jack POV~
I couldn't get the other week off my mind when Alex and I were making out. I clearly enjoyed it as I was turned on and very okay with what was happening at the time. Alex must have been ok with it otherwise he wouldn’t have let it get that far, but what did it mean for us? He was my best friend and I loved him like I did my brothers, but did I like him as something more? I mean we've always been close and people have always questioned whether we're together or not. All these thoughts made me begin to question my sexuality, which I'd never done before. Did I like Alex? Hell did I even like guys? What about Alex? Was he into guys, was he into me? It was all confusing and I didn't really want to think about it. I knew I needed to talk to Alex about it, but I didn't want to do that until I knew where I stood and what I wanted.
