"I heard his name is Jack." "I heard he's from Ireland." "I heard he drinks alot." "I heard he likes to get drunk." "I heard he's an alcoholic and smashes windows with bricks." Rumours change over time. Especially in City Side, a small town in LA where everyone knew who went and who came. Jack just happened to be one of the ones who came. And they were all wrong about him. DISCLAIMERS: -this is a gay fanfiction so if you are triggered by that 1- get your homophobic ass of my page and 2- WHY!? -I dont write smut usually but if I decide to it probably wont be graphic and is purely intended for mature viewers who are reading for enjoyment and not self pleasure -I swear alot, but not so much that their will be language every other sentence, but I tend to use a wide range of curses. -This does explore some themes which may be harmful to some readers, including: •homophobia •suicidal thoughts •mental illness (anxiety to be specific) •drugs and alcohol •deaths of loved ones So if you are upset by any of these topics, I advise that you read at your own risk. I dont write too deeply into topics, but I know these things are difficult and I dont want to be the reason of someone getting hurt or distressed. So please, remember this is only a story. And everything is okay. I love you :) -Septictac
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