Chapter 8 - Where Do We Go From Here

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*Alexia's POV*

       After shoving people out of the way for about five minutes, Jack and I finally reached the front of the house. "ALEX WAIT!" I heard someone yell from behind. I turned my head slightly, "Andrew?"

        "Yeah, sorry. We never got to talk though," he told me putting his hands in the front of his pockets. "You have no reason to talk her." Jack said to him grabbing a hold of my arm. "Calm down Hippity-Hoppus. It's not like she's your fucking girlfriend, so may be you should back off." Andrew replied to Jack, his tone sounding as if he was frustrated.

        "Firstly, what kind of come back is "hippity-Hoppus"?  Secondly, I can do whatever the hell I want, so I suggest you should back the fuck off." Jack told him. I do agree with Andrew on this one. Jack was being very jealous for no reason. "Speak." I said. "What?" Jack asked with a confused expression. "Andrew tell me what you needed to tell me before a shit storm occurs." I told him, glancing at Jack while ending the sentence.

        "I just wanted to say you looked pretty and maybe we should go on a date some"-SMACK! Jack's hand met contact with Andrew's cheek before he could finish. "JACK!" I yelled grabbing hold of Andrew''s arm. His eyes turned back to the soft blue they were. "I'm so sorry, Alexia." Jack looked as if he were about to cry.

        Andrew broke out of my somewhat hug and punched Jack on the bottom of his face. He probably busted Jack's lip. I noticed blood drip down. Yep, he busted Jack's lip.

        "BOTH OF YOU STOP HITTING EACH OTHER AND ALSO HATING EACH OTHER. I DON'T CARE WHAT IT WAS, BUT YOU DO NOT HURT SOMEONE. LET ALONE BECAUSE OF ME! No one ever noticed me at my old school, so why now? WHY DOES EVERYONE CARE NOW!" I yelled, now clearly upset.

        Andrew and Jack remained quiet. "That's what I thought. Come on Jack, you're still my ride." I said in a quiet voice. I could still see Jack and Andrew pass glares to each other. Before I entered the car I let out a sigh of frustration.

        "You're beautiful." Jack told me unexpectedly. "Huh?"

        "You're beautiful and smart. Every time I'm around you I want to smile like a fool. Have you ever thought maybe it was you not letting people talk to you? You not letting people notice you?" he said placing his hands on his lap. "People hurt me. What do you not understand?" I told him, tears wanting to escape my eyes.

        "Jealous girls and a man who if I ever saw I would kill were the only ones who hurt you. You can't just have no one." Jack replied yelling softly. (a/n cause that's possible?¿) "Well no one bothered to show they wanted or needed me. I at least now have those people." I told him while my eyelids gave in and the tears rolled down.

"And I am proud to be one of those people."

—————-At Jacks—————-

        It was only 11:43 when we made it to Jack's house. Jack opened the door for us and we walked in. Mark was watching TV and Skye was probably asleep.

        "How'd it go?" Mark asked as we walked into the living room. "Pretty good besides an argument and me getting punched in the face." Jack answered before I could. "What? Why? Who?" Mark questioned turning down the volume. "Some guy was trying to talk to Alex and I got just a bit protective." Jack explained rubbing the bruise that was starting to form. "Just a little." I added sarcastically.

        "Not to be mean or anything, but that's kind of rude son." Mark told Jack. "Well, what if he had flirted with her?" Jack defended. "You and her aren't dating, so you shouldn't have had a problem," he replied with a confused face. "Are you two dating?" 

        "Nooo, but ugh, okay whatever. Can she spend the night?" Jack asked abruptly. "Um yeah. That's fine, just don't do anything you're going to regret and I'd rather not hear moans unless it's from your mom," Mark answered jokingly, "goodnight kids." he said before hugging us and walking to his bedroom. 

         I could feel the awkwardness intensify even more from before when Mark asked if we had been dating. "I'm sorry I never even asked if you wanted to stay over." Jack said breaking the silence. I noticed his face had a light blush and his eyes were starting to bag. "I would love to, I just need to ask my mom real quick." I replied. 

        My mom replied immediately and then said she couldn't wait to hear about the details tomorrow, she then tried giving lengthy details about doing the nasty before I stopped her. "I'm good to go." I assured him. He nodded in response and I then followed him upstairs.

        "Do you wanna shower? I mean not with me, but like by yourself. You could, um, like borrow my clothes, if you'd like?" he rambled. "I'd love to not shower with you," I joked, which was followed by a giggle, "seriously though a shower would be very refreshing right now." 

        He smiled and handed me clothes including a pair of his boxers. I thanked him and took as much time as needed.

———AFTER SHOWER———-

        Jack was sitting on the edge of his bed fiddling with his hands. "Are you okay?" I asked setting up my towel on a nearby chair. "Yeah, I'm fine," he replied looking into my eyes. "Just making sure." I told him. After that he walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

        "I'm really freaking tired." Jack told me once he opened the door and before letting out a yawn that made me giggle. "I am too, so what's the plan? Are you sleeping on the floor, with me, or am I on the floor?" I asked hoping he would choose the second choice. "I don't mind sleeping on the floor, it's pretty soft," he told me before grabbing a blanked out of his closet. "If you say so." 

        I went to the bathroom and used a spare toothbrush Jack had lent me, then quickly got into his bed, which smelled so much like him. Each time I nuzzled my nose into the sheets I would get this warm feeling inside. 

        "Alexia are you still awake?" I heard him ask before sighing. "Yeah." I answered. "Can I lay with you, this floor isn't as soft as I said it would be," he told me slowly getting up. I giggled, "Yeah that's fine. I mean it's your bed." I replied.

        Jack laughed along with me and crawled quickly into the bed joining me. I felt so many emotions I couldn't even begin to describe. "I wanna be with you," he whispered in my ear, pulling me closer to him. "I wanna be with you as well." I replied kissing his jawline. "That's good, cause either way I was going to make you say yes," he told me before kissing me, this time I could taste his lip more, this time there were more sparks, this time I knew I was in love and there was no way out of it.

              We parted and I grabbed my phone pressing play on 'Sober' by Childish Gambino, entangling my legs with his. Jack pulled me closer to him and we both fell asleep peacefully and easily. A small smile on my face the whole time.

(HEYYY GUYS IM BACK, SORT OF, NOT REALLY, SOMEWHAT. I've been reading a fuckkkk ton of stories and they are all so great I love people and writing and reading and oMG EVerything. Anyways I'm so glad this chapter is done and I will be focusing on my ToMark one, which is sort of hard considering they just kind of broke up. I need ideas people!?!?! Anyways I'm probably going to be grounded if I don't get of my laptop so I hope you enjoy this, sorry if there are any errors I will correct them tomorrow most likely. SORRY THIS WAS SO SHORT. LOVE YOU ALLL SOOOO MUCH Thank You And Goodnight ~SPAULDING~)

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