You're Gonna Go Far, Kid {Jalex}

Chapter 2

Jack's P.O.V.

"Chug chug chug!" We all chanted.

My best friend Rian was downing his fifth can of beer. My other best friend Zack, was next to me and chanting along.

We were at yet another party. We always were. Or at eachother's houses.

"Yeah!" Rian cheered.

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Everybody was passed out all over the house. I had a night terror.

I got up and got my car keys and jacket.

I really wanted to go home for a little while. I haven't been there in so long.

I drive out to my house.

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I finally get home. I get inside from the garage.

"Home sweet home." I yawn.

I'm super tired. I'll probably just take a nap and chill.

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I wake up. It's two in the afternoonish.

I look out my window. Alex's house. I couldn't help but look through his my window into his room because his blinds were open.

I got a little closer to the window.

He was writing stuff on a piece of paper. Probably school work. Then he pulls out a guitar. He looks at the papers and back to his guitar. He plays the guitar and he, he's, singing?

I open my window a little bit and hear him.

"When it all comes down, to a sunrise on the eastside, will you be there to carry home, the remains of my wasted youth, this wasted time on you has left me shaking in waiting, for something more."

He sang really beautifully. I didn't know he was into music. He's amazing.

I wanted to hear him more but he put away his guitar. He checked the time.

He went downstairs.

I shut my window. I went downstairs.

Ok, yes, I am being a stalker.

I went to my spare bedroom and looked through the window to see Alex in his kitchen.

He made a sandwhich and started eating half of it.

A little while later, a lady came in his house and started talking to him.

Was that his girlfriend or soemthing?

She was only in there for about fifteen minutes before leaving. I also noticed she had the other half of Alex's sandwhich.

That little bitch.

He put his stuff away. He looked so, sad. What did that stupid girl say to him?

He went into his living room. He never came out so he probbly fell asleep.

I wanted to talk to him or something.

God I'm going to regret this.

I snuck out of my house and put a note on his door telling him to call me sometime.

Then I went back to my house.

I drank a few beers before falling asleep.