Thanks to You (Jalex)
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Última publicación mié, abr 24, 2019
God, he's fucking beautiful. No, Alex! God dammit, this is why I needed to get drunk. I can't be feeling like this towards my best friend, let alone my dude best friend. I just need these confusing feelings to stop because for the past few months I've really been stuggling with this need to be with Jack Bassam Barakat. He's so fucking perfect, I don't even know what made me start thinking this way. One day he was just my best friend and now-
"Alex, you're fucking wasted." Jack frowned.
I grinned lazily, biting my lip to keep myself from the words trying to escape me.
"You're really fucking pretty." I blurted, my heartbeat pounding in my ears.
God dammit Alex! Maybe getting drunk isn't a good fucking idea because I can't control what comes out of my mouth. It makes me feel good though, better. It makes me feel better even though I'm a dumbass.
Warnings: Sex, drugs, alcohol abuse, swearing
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