-Alex POV-

''Alex, are you gay?'' Jack blurted out.

That was it, something inside me snapped, I threw him out, not even letting him pay. I ran upstairs, stomping my feet like a 10 year old, punching walls and slamming doors. HOW FUCKING DARE HE?! I couldn't care less if he was famous, heck, I couldn't care less if he was the fucking ROYALTY, you don't just ask someone that. What, he just assumes I'm gay because I'm a hairdresser?! PRICK.

I sat upstairs on the top floor, hitting the back of my head against the wall. I don't even know why I was taking this to heart so much, I could have easily just replied ''no'' like a normal person, but I just had to go and 'Alex' everything up didn't I? Ugh. After about an hour of sulking, I went back downstairs, peering my head around the corner to check if Jack was still outside, luckily, he wasn't. I jumped down the last step and grabbed the broom to start sweeping up Jack's hair that was scattered all over the floor.
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A few days had passed, I had to get out so I took the week off of work, went to as many parties as I could and fucked different girls. I had to man up. I wasn't going to let last Tuesday get to me, and it was going well until one of Jack's songs came on at the party. It made my skin crawl, he was fucking sick, gay people are disgusting and it's just wrong.

I decided to down the rest of my beer and go and get another. I could feel myself slowly becoming intoxicated, I grabbed the nearest girl to me and led her upstairs.

-Jack POV-

Alex is either a MASSIVE homophobe, or just in complete denial, and I'm pretty sure it's the latter. Something about him just screams out the word ''gay'' and I have no idea what it is. I think I have like, gaydar or some shit, which actually comes in handy.

I phoned the hairdressers a day or two after Alex chucked me out, they offered to see me the same day but I'd have to be seen by someone else, I asked if I could get Alex but they said he hadn't been in, which worried me a little...did I really piss him off that much? Wow. They told me that he was starting again on Monday, so I booked an appointment first thing that morning.

Seeing I was back in Baltimore for only 3 weeks I thought I'd catch a few Raven's games and write some more material for my latest album, usually it's not that hard for me to come up with stuff, but the whole Alex thing was on my mind and it was pissing me off to the max. And I planned on getting the truth out of him one way or another, and I'm pretty sure I had the best plan ever, but I needed to really convince him.

Notes

Not such a long chapter, but I'm getting rather tired and I'd rather do a little bit that was good than a bigger bit that was sloppy :')

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