You're Gonna Go Far, Kid {Jalex}

Chapter 8

Alex's P.O.V.

I was getting scared. Jack hadn't come yet and it was almost eleven. I decided to call him.

It rang and went to voice mail.

"Hey Jack, you said you'd check up on me, please keep your word. I'm worried, because, I always think about you, like, it's unhealthy how much I think about you, but the funniest part is, no one else is worth thinking about. Sorry for rambling on, just please come soo-" The beep interrupted me.

I set my phone down. Desi was asleep. I pulled at my hair and felt the anxiety in my chest. I sat on the floor and cried. My breathing started to fasten then slow, it hurt to breathe. I tried to sob, but my chest filled with pain every time I tried. My body ached and my breathing was becoming harder and harder.

Everything became blurry. I saw Jack at the door, before everything blacked out.

Jack's P.O.V.

Oh no. Alex was having a panic attack. He saw me and then just fell limp to the floor. I picked him up.

This is all my fucking fault. I'm such a god damn fuck up. If I didn't go back to that stupid habit, if I would have just came and checked up on Alex sooner...

I can't lose Alex. I carried him to the car and brought him to the hospital. I was crying and tried not to sob.

We got to the hospital. I carried him in and told the doctor's everything. They took Alex and told me to fill out paperwork. I didn't want to fill out and fucking paperwork.

I took the papers and did them. I angrily gave them back to the nurse. She gave me a death glare. I didn't care.

I hated hospitals, I hated that nurse for making me do fucking paperwork in a crisis, and more than anything I hated myself. I only blamed this all on myself.

I went to the same damn nurse.

"Could I see Alex Gaskarth?" I asked nicely.

She checked her computer.

"Room 303." She had an angry tone at me but dropped the glare.

I grunted at her.

I went to room 303. Alex didn't look terrible. He only had a few wires on him that were helping him breath. His heartbeat was steady which made me happy.

I hugged him tight.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered to him.

The door opened then closed. I turned around and let go of Alex to see somebody I wouldn't excpect.

"Rian?" I asked.

"Jack." He smiled.

"What are you doing here? How'd you find me?"

"I went to talk to you about Zack but you weren't there. Once I saw your car leave, I followed you. Who's that?"

"My boyfriend." I said quietly hoping he didn't hear.

"Your boyfriend? You're-?

"Yes Rian, I'm gay. Anyways, if you had common sense, you'd understand that this isn't a great time."

"I have to stay in town for Zack's funeral. Chill. I'm cool with it. What happend to prince charming?"

I sighed and sat in the plastic hospital chair.

"He had a panic attack."

"From what?"

"I wasn't doing well about Zack and I-I accidentally got back to my addiction. I told Alex I'd check on him tonight but I forgot and when I got his voice mail, it was too late. He was crying and breathing weird, then he just passed out."