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Shaken and Tried

Chapter 8

Jacks POV:

I feel so alone. I'm in a room full of people, some banquet for my moms boss or something, but I still feel like the only person on earth. The feeling is crushing, it's like everyone in the this room is standing on my chest and I think I might throw up. I quickly stand from the uncomfortable metal chair I've been sitting in for the past hour, picking at fancy finger foods and avoiding conversation, and speed-walk outside. I text my mom that I have to leave, knowing she'll understand, and jog out the large glass doors in the front of the banquet hall. Suddenly what was just a small bit of nerves has blossomed into a full on anxiety attack. I press my back against the cool brick wall and slide down in to a crouching position, slowly taking in big gulps of air. I pull out my phone with shaking hands and almost drop it before finally doing what I intended.

To Lexy: Are you busy?

I huddle in closer to the wall as suddenly breathing seems like the most difficult task in the world. Anxiety attacks are are somewhat rare thing for me, but they do happen and when they do they're bad. I still feel like I'm going to throw up when I feel my phone vibrate where I'm clutching it against my chest, and struggle to read Alex's reply.

From Lexy: Nope Whats up?

To Lexy: I need you

That's all I can manage to type with my shaking fingers and watering eyes. Luckily I had already told Alex where I was going to be this terrible Friday night, so I don't have to text more.

From Lexy: I'm on my way. Hold on for 10 minutes, okay?

I squeeze my eyes shut and grip onto the ends of the sleeves on my suddenly to tight button-up. My tie feels like it is choking me and I think this may be the longest ten minutes of my life.

Alex POV:

Its almost 3 weeks later when I am given my opportunity to be Jacks someone. We have been 'dating' now for over 3 weeks and had yet to go on our first really date. Just as I was planing said date and doodling lyrics across the top of my paper, I heard my phone buzz across the room.

After the quick exchange with Jack I was sprinting down the stairs a grabbing my keys. I push my way out the front door and begin to run to my car. I shove my key in the ignition thoughts spinning on why Jack could possibly need me right now. I back out of the drive way and head towards the town banquet hall that Jack said he would be at tonight until 10.

I get there not soon enough and begin to jog up to the front doors before seeing what appears to be Jack curled in a ball against the wall. I slowly approach the shaking figure and upon closer inspection in the dim light I see the patch of blonde in his fringe confirming that it is in fact my Jacky,

“Jacky?” I softly call out to him, not wanting to get to close in case h doesn't like to be touched in moments like this, as I often don't. He however pulls his arms away from his torso and reaches out to me, eyes clenched shut. I sit down next to him and wrap my arms around his thin frame, pulling him onto my lap. I rub small circles in Jack's back and rock him back and forth until I hear his breathing begin to slow, but keep the contact low.

“Do you wanna go back to my place?” I whisper to Jack when I hear his breathing become normal. He quickly nods, so I help him to his feet and begin to walk back to my car. His legs are violently shaking however, and I don't know if he can walk by himself, so I sling his arm around my shoulder until we get to my piece of shit car and I help into the front seat.

As the ride home progresses Jack slowly comes back to life, and that's when the tears start. I can only imagine whats going through his mind right now, so I simply rub his knee with one hand while the other stays on the steering wheel and shush him quietly. I do however think I have a slight grasp on what's going on his mind. I saw threw the glass doors and there was a lot of people in that room, and I mean a lot. When I'm put in those situations I often feel so alone, so desperately alone but surrounded by people, and that feeling is be crushing.

Jack doesn't speak until I'm turning into my drive way and turning off the car, “Thank you Lex,” his voice is dry and cracked, and it breaks my heart.

“Just returning the favor,” I softly smile at him. Jack gives me a shy smile back before a small sob breaks out of the back of his throat and the smile falls apart.

I get out of the car and jog over to his side, scooping him out of his seat and carrying him bridal style before he can object. Jack, to my slight surprise, does not object, but instead snuggles him self deeply into my chest and wraps his long arms tightly around my neck. I open the door with the hand that's sticking out under his knee and shut it with my hip, proceeding to carry him into my room.

I lay him down on my bed and slide in next to him. He curls up against my chest and balls my shirt up in his fists. I let him cry for about 20 minutes, until his sobs slow to whimpers, and then to shallow breaths.

I look down at him to see his brown, blood-shot eyes staring back up at me. As we make eye contact, he pushes me into a deep kiss. Again electricity shoots through my body. We have had a few make-out sessions since dating, but now was not the time I was expecting one (not that I was complaining,) due to his current state.

Jack crawls up on top of me and pushes the kiss even deeper before pulling away and tracing kisses down my jaw and on to my neck, causing small moans to escape my mouth. I decide that I'm going to make Jack feel alive once again. Sure it might be a little soon, but I don't care.

I flip us over so I am on top of Jack, and take dominance. I place my lips on Jack's slowly moving against his before sliding my tongue across his bottom lip. Our tongues fight for dominance again before I pull away with swollen red lips and place small kisses along Jack's jaw, and trace down to his neck. I place kiss after kiss along his neck before finding what must be his sweet spot behind his ear, and begin sucking a bruise to last for days. Jack is desperately trying to silence his moans, so I lean up and whisper that my parents are out in a husky voice, letting my breath fan over his neck. He only replies with a long groan.

I push my hand under his shirt and rub small circles into his hips while still working on his sweet spot, now nipping at it slightly then running my tongue across the spot. I move so I am on top of Jacks leg and slowly begin grinding against it. I trace my hand further up his shirt and tease his nipples slightly before moving down to his now hard member and beginning to slowly palm him through his jeans.

“Oh my God Alex,” Jack groans out and I simply moan in reply, no longer trusting my voice. I speed up my hand a little and unbutton the top of Jacks shirt, and suck lightly at the tip on his prominent left collar bone He begins to thrust into my hand and I hear him moan again, “So close.”

“Me too Jacky, me too,” I whimper out as I feel the white hot fire growing in the pit of my stomach. With one final groan of my name, Jack is gone and I follow quickly after, screaming Jack's name one final time.

I fall down on the bed next to Jack and try to slow my heavy breathing. I reach my hand down and link my fingers with Jack's. We lay next to each other on our backs for about ten minutes until I decide we should defiantly shower, seeing as we both just got off in skinny jeans.

“Wanna shower with me?” I turn my face so I'm looking in to his eyes. I smile as I see that the sadness they held before is now replaced with lust and pure happiness. He laughs and nods his head and reply, so I pull him up and drag him to the bathroom with me.

Notes

This is my first smut so its kinda really bad. I feel dirty. Dont look at me like that. I CAN FEEL YOU JUDGING ME.

ehmm any way sorry i didnt upload last night, but i really have no excuse.

ALSO: I have an idea for a short jalex fic (maybe like 4 chapters) inspired by the After Midnight by Blink 182 music video, so i was wondering if you guys think i should write it and upload it or not?

~As always thank you so much for reading and subscribing, comment and all that so i know your here :D~

Comments

@emilygrace0516

Welcome love <3

@Music is my life
haha well thanks c:

all time all time
4/26/14

@emilygrace0516
I'm just being serious c: It's soo true

@Music is my life
aw stop it ^-^ you're too nice

all time all time
4/25/14

@emilygrace0516
That sounds like a good name. Either of them haha. I can't wait c': I'm seriously going to cry when you write it like this one was so perfect.