Secrets and Lies
Chapter Five
-Jack POV-
Alex seems a little too against gay people if you ask me, and you know what they say about people who protest too much. That they're usually hiding something. I wish he would wake up and smell the coffee instead of hiding behind a mask.
I knew that mentioning music would get him out of his shell and meet up with me, even considering how reluctant he was I was still excited. I wanted to know what went on in that pretty little head of his, what made him tick, why he was so obsessed with coming across as a man whore. I was going to get to the bottom of this, and I just the plan.......get him drunk.
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i went home after my appointment and started planning what to wear and what to do, I figured just keep it all very masculine, so I got in some beer and went out especially to buy Call of Duty and Fifa. God knows what appeals to guys about these games.
I made sure my living room was fairly tidy, I hung my guitars back on the walls, put my platinum albums up to show off and hoovered up a bit. It always bugged me how people consider us famous people to always have cleaners to do this stuff and wait on them hand and foot. That wasn't going to happen to me. I mean sure, in the public eye I come across as big headed and loud, but I consider myself to be quite grounded. I was raised this way and I'm not going to let my success go to my head.
It got to half six and I decided to head off to pick Alex up from work. I parked my car in front of his salon and hopped out, I opened the door which made the little bell above it ring softly.
Alex heard it and looked up at me and smiled. "I'll be done soon, take a seat on the couch over there," he said pointing to the other side of the room.
I took a seat and picked up a magazine and flipped through it, looking mindlessly at the stick like girls over every page, I couldn't help but think how awful they looked, I can't believe they think this looks good. Guys don't want that, they want curves, they want things to hug and hold, not someone whose skeleton they can see. Just no.
-Alex POV-
i finished doing Mrs Parish's hair, let her pay at the desk and showed her to the door, smiling all the way.
Time for Jack now I suppose. The only reason I'm doing this is to get some tips on the music industry, nothing else, and I swear to fucking god if he tries anything, I won't hesitate to deck him one.
I walked over to him, picking up my keys on the way. "So, what are we gonna do?" I asked taking a deep breath.
"Just gonna go back to mine, video games, alcohol and just jam. I mean, if you wanna?"
Back to his. He's taking me back to his. Seriously? I was thinking about saying right there on the spot that I didn't feel well and maybe I should just go home. NO ALEX, do it for the music. My conscience was right...unfortunately. I put on a fake smile and nodded. "Sure,"
Jack stood up and led me to his car out front, it was so sick! A glossy black Bugatti. It was so beautiful. My mouth fell open. "Man, this car is fucking perfect," I said opening the passenger side door and sliding in. He looked at me and smiled. "It's not too bad I s'pose" he replied, putting the car into gear and doing a three point turn.
He pressed a button between us which made music start to play, I recognised the song immediately, "I'm Not Ok" by MCR. "I fucking love this song, it was the song to my late teen years, it helped me deal with a lot of shit,"
"Thanks," he laughed. Wait, what? Why was he thanking me? What did I do?
"Thanks for what?" I asked confused turning my head to face him. He looked at me briefly and chuckled. "I wrote this,"
Okay now I don't even know what to say. I didn't know that and I consider myself to be a music fan. I feel stupid. I could feel my face redenning so I didn't say much else until we pulled up into a massive gravel driveway. This place was more impressive than his car, and that was saying something.
"Home sweet home." Jack said stepping out of the car, admiring his own house.
How big headed of him. Twat.
Alex seems a little too against gay people if you ask me, and you know what they say about people who protest too much. That they're usually hiding something. I wish he would wake up and smell the coffee instead of hiding behind a mask.
I knew that mentioning music would get him out of his shell and meet up with me, even considering how reluctant he was I was still excited. I wanted to know what went on in that pretty little head of his, what made him tick, why he was so obsessed with coming across as a man whore. I was going to get to the bottom of this, and I just the plan.......get him drunk.
____________________________________________
i went home after my appointment and started planning what to wear and what to do, I figured just keep it all very masculine, so I got in some beer and went out especially to buy Call of Duty and Fifa. God knows what appeals to guys about these games.
I made sure my living room was fairly tidy, I hung my guitars back on the walls, put my platinum albums up to show off and hoovered up a bit. It always bugged me how people consider us famous people to always have cleaners to do this stuff and wait on them hand and foot. That wasn't going to happen to me. I mean sure, in the public eye I come across as big headed and loud, but I consider myself to be quite grounded. I was raised this way and I'm not going to let my success go to my head.
It got to half six and I decided to head off to pick Alex up from work. I parked my car in front of his salon and hopped out, I opened the door which made the little bell above it ring softly.
Alex heard it and looked up at me and smiled. "I'll be done soon, take a seat on the couch over there," he said pointing to the other side of the room.
I took a seat and picked up a magazine and flipped through it, looking mindlessly at the stick like girls over every page, I couldn't help but think how awful they looked, I can't believe they think this looks good. Guys don't want that, they want curves, they want things to hug and hold, not someone whose skeleton they can see. Just no.
-Alex POV-
i finished doing Mrs Parish's hair, let her pay at the desk and showed her to the door, smiling all the way.
Time for Jack now I suppose. The only reason I'm doing this is to get some tips on the music industry, nothing else, and I swear to fucking god if he tries anything, I won't hesitate to deck him one.
I walked over to him, picking up my keys on the way. "So, what are we gonna do?" I asked taking a deep breath.
"Just gonna go back to mine, video games, alcohol and just jam. I mean, if you wanna?"
Back to his. He's taking me back to his. Seriously? I was thinking about saying right there on the spot that I didn't feel well and maybe I should just go home. NO ALEX, do it for the music. My conscience was right...unfortunately. I put on a fake smile and nodded. "Sure,"
Jack stood up and led me to his car out front, it was so sick! A glossy black Bugatti. It was so beautiful. My mouth fell open. "Man, this car is fucking perfect," I said opening the passenger side door and sliding in. He looked at me and smiled. "It's not too bad I s'pose" he replied, putting the car into gear and doing a three point turn.
He pressed a button between us which made music start to play, I recognised the song immediately, "I'm Not Ok" by MCR. "I fucking love this song, it was the song to my late teen years, it helped me deal with a lot of shit,"
"Thanks," he laughed. Wait, what? Why was he thanking me? What did I do?
"Thanks for what?" I asked confused turning my head to face him. He looked at me briefly and chuckled. "I wrote this,"
Okay now I don't even know what to say. I didn't know that and I consider myself to be a music fan. I feel stupid. I could feel my face redenning so I didn't say much else until we pulled up into a massive gravel driveway. This place was more impressive than his car, and that was saying something.
"Home sweet home." Jack said stepping out of the car, admiring his own house.
How big headed of him. Twat.
Notes
Sorry not much happened but this step needed to be taken to pad it out a little. :3comment/vote/sub thank youuuuu c:
What happens in the last chapter cuz its gone. Omg though amazing story
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