Can I Be Your Favorite?

Chapter 5 ( I think?)

TiffSanders
Alec's POV

As soon as we got to my room, I went and flopped onto the black covers. Burying my face in the pillow to cover my groan and the pain of hitting my foot on my guitar.
I heard a small laugh out of Jax. Normally, I would be pissed off, but his laugh is just so damn cute I'll let it slide.
I sat up and leaned against my headboard so that there was room for him to sit on my bed. I didn't look at him but I felt the bed shift so I knew he had sat down next to me.
"Whatcha wanna talk about?" "What do you do when you're shut up in here? You'll be in here for weeks at a time... And it's honestly scary. "
What does he think I do? I gave him a shrug even though I know it's not good for me. " Sleep smoke, play on my phone." What else is there to do? "That's not very healthy."
"I'm not healthy. And occasionally, I'll take out my anger." I illustrated this by motioning to the dents in my black painted wall and my beat up punching bag. "I see..."
"I know it's odd." "Not at all. It's a coping mechanism."
I shrugged him off again. " I guess. Why do you guys even do? I'm never there so I don't know. " "We mainly just spend time together as a family in a way. "
"That's nice" "Sometimes." "What do ya mean?" "It can be nice at times, but I honestly prefer to be alone with a book" "Now you understand why I shut myself in here." "To an extent, yes." "Exactly. But I guess your company is fine" He offered me a small smile and it was utterly beautiful. I could feel a familiar heat crawling up to my face. "Really?"
"Yeah. I actually enjoy being around you. " "Why do you think that is?" "Well, you don't hate me for one." He welcomed my words with that musical but small laugh. "Of course I don't."
" And you're decently calm. Not over the top, like the others." "Thank you" I couldn't help but blush at the small smile he shined at me.
"Mhm. All though I could ask you why you wanna be around me. " "Easy. I like being around you."
"But- " I was quickly cut off by his own comment. "But nothing. I don't care if you broke my nose, and I don't care if not everyone gets along with you. I think you're funny, witty, and enjoyable to be around. "
"Funny? I'm not..." "You have your own humor. I like it." "Messed up humor." "Still. "
"It's like food. Not everyone gets it." I was given the response and couldn't hold back a smile at his laugh. "That's what I mean. I like your humor." Even his voice made me smile even more. "Mhm." Although, I couldn't deny that I was absolutely exhausted from forcing myself to stay awake for the past week. I couldn't even stop myself from falling in and out of sleep. He seemed to notice because his voice snapped me awake again. "Are you tired?"
"Yeah. But I'm fine." " I can go if - " Hell no. I was not about to let him leave. So I had no choice but to cut him off midsentence. "No. I mean... You don't have to..." I'll admit. I was a little embarrassed to ask him to stay like this. It made me even more nervous when he raised his eyebrow at me. " Do you want me to stay?"
"I mean, if you don't mind..." "I don't mind." I let out a sigh of relief but I was also internally happy that he was willing to stay. "Thank you..."