-Alex POV-

I could feel my head spinning crazily as if I had spent an entire week on a roller coaster, stretching my arms out I felt the touch of someone to the side of me. Oh shit. I slowly turned my head to see a sleeping Jack, a smile crept across my face at the sight of him and then I saw his chest tattoo, realising he had no top on. Oh shit, please dear God let him have boxers on. I lifted up the blanket, and looked down at my fully exposed body.

''Fuck.'' I said to myself, accidentally waking last night's mistake.

''Morning, Lex.'' He greeted me, sitting up and resting his head in his hands, obviously suffering from a hangover, the same as me.

''Uhhh, hi.'' I shoved on my underwear and bolted out of his room to my own, only to run into a very angry looking Vic.

We were alone in the hall and he pushed me into my bedroom and against the back of my door; his right arm pressed across my throat. For a little guy he was really strong, his muscular flexed arms held me in place and unable to break free. ''What the hell, dude?!" I started to ask before I got cut off by the Mexican pressing harder on to my neck.

''I'm not stupid, I know what you did last night.'' He spat. ''As Jack's best friend, I'm telling you to back off. He deserves better than you. You've already squeezed a tour out of him, what more do you want?!"

He losened his grip so that I could answer. ''I-I don't want anything from him.''

''I don't believe that for a second...he's famous, you're not, just stop using him,'' he said sternly, letting me go and opening the door to leave. ''I'm warning you Alex, just leave him alone.'' And with that, he was gone.

I realised I was still stood in the middle of my room barely clothed, and I felt really dirty from last night so I went and took a well needed shower. I let myself soak longer than I usually would, almost two hours - only stepping out once my skin started to shrivel up from the contact of so much water.

I tried to remember what happened last night but all I could recall was drinking and dancing in clubs, then waking up to all of....this. Vic threatening me and supposedly losing my virginity all over again. That would explain why I was so sore downstairs and the dramatic episode I'd just had. I rubbed my Adam's Apple with my palm and felt it already beginning to bruise. But surely last night couldn't have been the only reason that Jack's best friend took a disliking to me...at the airport he was weird too, heck, even when we first met in Baltimore when I got to sing first whilst playing Rock Band. It just seemed stupid to me...but maybe Jaime was right and he was over protective of him, although I didn't plan on anything ever happening between us ever, I wasn't going to ruin their friendship even if I did want something more from Jack.

Everyone spent the whole day recovering from last nights shenanigans, staying in their own rooms; which I really didn't mind as I was now full on avoiding Jack and Vic, and I still hadn't spoken to Kellin...which left Jaime but I figured he was off limits now too.

Great, four days left of this holiday to endure on my own.

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It was now the next day and Jack threw a tantrum until we all agreed to go to the beach instead of a theme park. After all the alcohol and drama I just wanted to relax, like what you're meant to do on vacation; not have drunk sex with your friend and get abused by a guy that already hates your guts.

''Are you sure you packed everything?" Kellin asked Jaime for the tenth time today.

''Yes Kellin. Yes, I'm sure.''

I still hadn't spoken to the Sleeping With Sirens lead singer but I had him pretty much summed up; he was the level-headed, sensible one - at least, he is now after he found out he was going to be a dad for the first time. He was a family man and kept himself to himself.

I was steering clear of Vic and Jack, I considered telling Jaime about it and asking for advice but I decided against it in the end, I'd just have to suck it up, because Vic was right, I was using him; I was using him to get a record deal. At the beginning of this whole thing I was fine with it, he was just some guy who could help me get to where I wanted to be. But now he was Jack, my friend, I'd gotten to know him so well over the past 6 months I'd known him; he was funny, caring, kind, anything you could want in a friend. And now that I had slept with him I had to keep away, and it really hurt, for whatever reason.

''Yo dude!" Jack said excitedly placing an arm around my shoulder whilst walking along the beach. ''Wanna hit the waves? There's a stall where we can rent boards and stuff over there.''

I followed his finger that was pointed to a small shack next door to an ice cream parlour. I hadn't really surfed before but I had always wanted to and this was probably my only chance for a long while. I was about to agree when I saw Vic out of the corner of my eye shaking his head ever so slightly so that only I would pick up on it.

''No thanks.'' I replied with a forced bluntness, wriggling out from under his arm and moving away from him. He looked hurt for a second before Jaime and Kellin agreed to go with him, leaving me and the long haired Mexican sat on the shore.

He looked over to me, kicking off his flip flops and burying his toes in the soft white sand. ''Just three more days of that left until you can leave him alone for good.'' He mumbled, putting shades over his eyes and laying down.

I stared out into the ocean ignoring what he had just said, I watched them try and surf, they had all drifted apart from one another now. I looked at Vic's boyfriend who was probably the best out of the three, he'd most likely surfed a lot back home...there are beaches in Mexico, right? My gaze then turned to Jack who looked like a chicken in a wetsuit, it really didn't flatter him, but that just made it even more cute. He was doing well until it got to the part where he had to stand up; if there was one thing I've learned most about that boy, it's that he has the worst sense of balance in the world. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh under my breath, and luckily Vic didn't hear it, otherwise he's start interrogating me and forbid me from even looking or thinking about Jack.

''So...how comes you're not going in?'' I asked him, trying to make conversation. I might as well try...right?

''I can't really swim.'' He admitted.

''Oh, that's fair enough,'' I paused. ''Congrats by the way man, Jaime told me you've been together like, four years now...that's some crazy shit right there.''

He didn't respond to me though, just nodded and led back down on his towel. Right at that moment Kellin walked over to us and set his board down, grabbing his wallet from his backpack. ''I'm going to get a drink from the stand. You guys want anything?'' He questioned, shaking his mop of wet hair like a dog, flicking the both of us with specks of salted water.

We both declined and he left us on our own again. ''Dude! Dude! Jaime's doing it fucking backwards man!" I yelled, tapping Vic's upper arm and pointing. He sat up and looked up at him with upmost adoration, the biggest smile I'd seen on his face all week.

''I gotta love that guy-" He sighed before I cut him off.

''FUCK!" I shouted, scrambling to my feet only to have him pull me back by the wrist. ''DUDE LET GO! Jack's board landed really hard on his head and he went under!"

Vic immediatly released me and I ran down to the water, ripping off my Jimmy Eat World tee as I went. I splashed my way through the shallow water, past all of the kids and their parents, the cool liquid reached up to my naval before I started to swim out as fast as I could, my arms no longer following a rhythm, they were just flailing.

I could feel the strong current underneath me threatening to drag me under, so I stopped to look around me. I spotted Jaime about 400 meters to my left and a very nervous looking Voc still on the sand.

A wave suddenly crashed over me and pushed me under the surface without giving me a chance to grab my breath. I kept my eyes shut tight as I tried to figure out which way was up and which way was down, my legs and arms slicing the water frantically. I could feel myself becoming light headed from the lack of oxygen to my lungs when I suddenly thrashed my way up out of the water, holding onto a floating plastic object. I opened my eyes to see that I was now even further out to sea, and clinging on to a surfboard! I recognised it as Jack's and grabbed the leash that you secure to your ankle which stops you from seperating from it if you ever fall off.

I took one last gasp of air and I dove back down in to the depths, following the rope to it's end to find it attatched to a foot. Fuck, Jack!

I pulled him back up and flung his limp body on the belly of the board, kicking vigerously with my legs so we could get back to dry land.

''Jack, I swear to God if you're not okay...'' I trailed off talking to myself, holding back tears.

Vic came running over once we reached the shallows, he grabbed the lanky boy's arms whilst I took his legs and laid him down on the ground.

At that moment, Kellin came rushing over towards us, cradling Vic who was now a crying mess, he tried his hardest to shoo everyone that was now surrounding us just watching.

I had done a life guard course in College so I kind of knew what I was doing, but it had been a while.

I pressed my fingers to the side of his neck; he still had a pulse. I opened the boy's mouth and pressed my own to his and breathed into him, sitting back up I placed my hands on his chest and pumped it.

More air.

1...2...3...4...

More air.

1...2...3...4...

I can't lose him, I won't lose him.

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