Future Favorite Regret (Jalex)

21: You Know I'm Never Gonna Let You Go

Title: Time Bomb by All Time Low

The week passed relatively quickly. For some reason, Trace didn't try to do much except little petty insults.

"Court tomorrow," I sigh and move my head to look at Jack. I'm laying on top of him, with the side of my head against his chest, on the bed.

He brushes his fingers through my hair and pecks the top of my head. "You talked to the lawyer, all you have to do is tell them what happened. I have to be there too. Your- I mean- our friends will be there. Principal Wentz will be there. You'll be okay."

We had prepped for court a few days ago, it was a simple call. The lady just told us that we would have to tell the jury and judge what happened. The video is enough evidence to put Mr. Har- uh, Kenneth- away for a long time.

I guess we're just lucky you only need one party to consent to record a video- or whatever the lawyer lady said.

"You're gonna be fine," he murmurs. I move up so that I'm straddling his waist. I press my hands against his chest. He stares up at me. "Alex-"

I lean down and kiss him. "Shhh," I whisper against his lips. I sit back up and smile. He blinks in confusion. "Okay!" I smile and roll off him.

He yelps and glares at me. "Lexyyy-"

"Jackyyyy," I mock.

He pouts. "You're so mean to me."

"You did it first." I cross my arms.

He pats my head and I whine in response. He lets out a laugh before picking me up and collecting me in his arms as if I would melt away. He kisses all over my face before kissing my lips twice in a row.

"When does your mom get back?" He asks softly.

"Tomorrow morning."

He nods. "Wanna order pizza?" A grin forms on his lips.

"Duh," I laugh. He stands up, while still holding me in his arms. "Jack- you need to put me down."

"Or do I?" He asks. He attempts to grab his phone but fails. "No, yeah, I do," he says. He walks back to the bed and lays me down before grabbing his phone.

I listen as he orders before he sits beside me. He wraps his arms around me. "So, do you wanna go downstairs?"

I nod and he pecks my nose before pulling away.

We walk down and go to his couch. He sits down and pulls me onto his lap. I swing my legs to the side and lean against him.

"Jack?"

He looks at me.

"Are you scared?" I ask softly. "For tomorrow, I mean."

He shrugs. "I'm just worried. Kenneth should have pleaded guilty, but he decided not to. But it should go smoothly." He nuzzles his nose against mine and presses a soft kiss against my lips.

I press my ear against his heart and take a deep breath.

The doorbell rings and I get off his lap. He rushes over to the door and smiles at the delivery guy.

"Uh, Barakat?" The guy says.

"Yep," Jack says and reaches into his pocket. "Oh damn- Alex can you get my wallet please?"

I nod and rush upstairs. I walk into his room and look around. I grab his jacket and pull it out of his pocket.

I walk downstairs and hand it to him. "Thanks, Alex," Jack says and hands the guy $20. I look over and see a piece of paper slip out. Jack grabs the pizza and closes the door. "I'm gonna bring it to the kitchen," he says and pecks my cheek. He walks away.