The Tweet

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s @sydnieavery
zach's my brother so shut the
fuck up
1:59 AM • 04 August 18

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2:59 AM • 04 August 18

Jack starred looking at that tweet for what seemed like hours on end; he couldn't take his eyes off it. He even may have let a few tears slip knowing he couldn't talk to his family about the truth he held inside him. The one that no one knew about... It started about a year ago.

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"Jack!" He heard a voice, a quiet one much more of a whisper, as that voice was shaking him awake. Jack fumbled around in his bed sheets, turning his back to the voice that was speaking to him. That voice wasn't giving up, it stuck it's finger in its mouth and put that finger in Jacks ear giving him a wet willy.

"Ew." Jack tossed around in his sheets til he was fully awake. "What?" He spoke in an angry tone towards that voice which turned out to be one of his band mates, Zach.

Zach smiled at Jack as he was awoken from his slumber. "Put a sweatshirt and shorts on and meet me downstairs." Jack was surprised to what his band mate had said having it be nearly 3:00 am.

"Why?" He curiously asked. "Just do it." Was the response that he got, so he just rolled his eyes and groaned while getting out of bed.

"Ok I'll be down in a few." He said groggily as he was still waking up. Zach smiled and left Jack in his room that he shared with his other band mate, Daniel.

Jack quietly walked over to his closet and got out a pair of white shorts and a black sweater, putting it over and on his body. He walked over to his night stand and grabbed his wallet and phone before putting them in his pockets.

He walked over to the door and slowly opened it making sure there wouldn't be a screech, which thankfully there wasn't as he exited his shared bedroom. He slowly tiptoed down the stairs, using the railing, making sure he wouldn't trip and fall over. Once he got down stairs he felt something grab his wrist and he winced in pain, and not because the persons grip was tight.

"You okay?" Zach asked, and Jack just nodded his head. "Where are we going anyways?" Jack asked, having been woken up at 3 in the morning by a teenage boy.

"We are going to Chipotle and you are driving." Zach says dropping the keys to the bands shared car in Jacks hands. "You woke me up for this?" Jack says giving Zach a look that wasn't so pleasant, not pleased that he had to wake up in the middle of the night to help Zach's needs.

"Yup, now lets get going!" Zach says cheerfully as he takes Jacks hand in his and skips out the doorway, pulling Jack along. They hop in the car, Jack in the drivers seat lazily putting the key in it's ignition, while Zach is jumping up and down in his seat. "Don't worry I'll pay you back, with Chipotle of course!" Jack just gives Zach the death glare wanting him to stop talking.

On the quiet ride to Chipotle, Jack was almost falling asleep, but Zach wouldn't let him because he kept turning on the radio and playing the music obnoxiously loud, but Jack would slap his hand away and turn off the radio. "No need to be rude." Zach said as he went to turn on the music again, but Jack slapped his hand away. "I am not being rude, you are just being annoying." Zach gasped at what Jack had said and crossed his arms over his chest, sticking out his bottom lip with his chin up, and turning away to look out the window.

Jack could feel his heart ache, but not knowing what it was from it soon went away as Zach's whole mood just changed. "Chipotle!" Zach screamed, as Jack was pulling into his favorite place.

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