Shaken and Tried

I wake up that next Monday thrilled at the thought of seeing Jack. He left early on the morning after, but of course not without making pancakes and slowly kissing my goodbye. Never have I ever woken up on on Monday with a smile, but today I did. Jack has that effect on me, just knowing he exists and he willingly spends that existence with me makes me infinitely happier than I can remember being since I was young. I wouldn't say he erased all my problems or made all my demons disappear, no I still spent almost every night with a blade pressed to my skin, but when he was around I forgot about all that, all about everything but him.
I pull myself out of bed on the first alarm (also a rare occasion) and turn on the water to a normal temperature, opposed it being either freezing or scalding as usual, before hopping in. Getting ready becomes a blur but I must do it because soon I find myself sitting in the kitchen 47 minutes before school starts with a bowl of cereal, hair styled, and dressed in a Green Day hoodie and gray skinny jeans. I have no idea how I managed to be presentable with so much time to spare, but I'm am so I spend that extra time watching Full House and playing on my phone before its finally time to go get Jack.

The smile that tugs its way on to my face at just the sight of Jack is unreal. He's perfect, absolutely perfect, and he's mine at least for the time being. Our eyes meet through the windshield and Jack smiles back at me, but a little less enthusiastic. Maybe because its Monday.

“Whats got you so happy?” Jack asks after giving me a soft peck on the cheek.

“You.” I state with a soft grin, seeing no point in lying about my reasons.

“Oh really,” Jack winks at me and makes my heart flutter maybe more than just a little bit.

By the time we get to school Jack has managed to make me smile more than I ever thought I could at 7 in the morning. We walk in the school hand and hand before we have to part for class. Jack leans in for a quick kiss before walking down the other end of the hall. I let my lips pull themselves into a cheek splitting grin.

“Whats got you so happy?” I hear that question for the second time in the last 30 minutes.

“Can't a guy just be happy sometimes?” I retort, smile still stretching further on my face.

“Not you on a Monday morning, c'mon who is it?” Rian reads me like a open book, I still haven't officially told him that Jack and I are together but I'm pretty sure he knows considering I'm practically on his lap everyday at lunch.

“Jack,” I look down as my cheeks begin to feel hot at just the thought of Jack.

“Ooo Gaskarth, how did I know?” Rian jokes and nudges me in the shoulder, “You guys are cute, I'm glad he makes you happy bro.”
“Thanks man,” I give him a quick bro hug and sit down before the bell rings. That actually means a lot to me, he's happy that I'm happy and that makes me happy. Wow that was a lot of happy, but what can I say, today is a happy day.

**

It was finally 4th hour and me and Jack were passing notes back and forth to each other making stupid jokes and mildly flirting.

So Gaskarth I was thinking we've never been on a real date -J

I was thinking the same thing Barakat -A

Then I'll be over at 5 tonight -J

What's the plan? -A

You'll see ;) -J

Oh god I hate surprises, but I trust Jack to not make it to fancy. We both are very uncomfortable in those situations and would more likely be kicked out of anything even remotely high class. All I really want is food and Jack, so I'm sure it will be fine.

**

I dropped Jack off at his house after school before returning to mine to get ready for our “date.” After showering and doing my hair I realized I had no idea where we were going, therefore no idea what to wear.

To Jacky: So what do I wear to this shindig?

From Jacky: Whatever's fine. You'll look hot in anything ;)

To Jacky: I dont like that answer, I dont know what to wear :(

From Jacky: You're such a girl, just wear whatever you normally would

A groan passes my lips before I decide on a red plaid flannel, black v-neck and dark blue skinnys with layered bracelets and black combat boots. I check my self in the mirror at 4:50, 10 minutes before Jack's scheduled arrival and deem my self presentable. With the time I have left I fix that one piece of hair that always refuses to lie flat with a bit of hair spray.

I hear a light knock on the front door and quickly run to it opening the door to a smiling Jack. My hand links with his and I shout a goodbye to my parents before following him out to his moms car that he must have borrowed. Joyce's car is nicer than mine, sleek and black, but not too much so, so Jack is permitted to drive it this one night. Just as my seat belt clicks in place I look over to see Jack holding out a black blind fold with a sly smirk playing on his lips. (A/N I know I'm cheesy)

“Dude,” I begin to argue.

“Turn around,” he does a spiny motion with his finger and I oblige, knowing he won't give up until I do, and let him securely tie the piece of fabric around my head until I could not in fact see.

The ride doesn't take to long, probably about 15 minutes, and I feel a gravel road begin under us and smell pine and dirt through the open windows.

“Jack are you going to murder me and bury my dead body in the woods,” I ask jokingly.

He laughs loudly back at me and gives a simple “No stupid,” and a squeeze of my hand he's been holding the whole ride.

The car comes to a slow stop and I hear Jack tell me to stay put before he runs around the car and gets something out of the trunk before coming back to my door and leading me out of the my seat. My feet hit what seems to be a dirt path and we walk only about 2 minutes before Jack gives me the okay to take off the blind fold. My eyes scan the scene before me, the sun is still up and shinning through the breaks in the trees, but beginning to lower towards the horizon. We seem to be in a small clearing inside of the forest, surrounded with tall trees still covered in thick green leafs. The grass is short and soft and dotted with still yellow dandelions as if this one piece of earth was saved from September and lived in may forever. Before me Jack is laying down a large blue blanket and a few boxes of pizza along with a wireless Ipod port.

“I thought I'd embrace the opportunity and go super cheesy with it,” Jack says, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking down to his black vans, clearly nervous. I fling my arms around his thin frame and feel him relax a little in my hold, more confident in his idea.

“Jacky its perfect,” I smile up at him, “I love cheesy.”

Jack's eyes light up and he gives me a huge grin before turning on his Ipod, letting The Rock Show by Blink play through the speakers. He sits down on the blanket and I follow suit, curling up against him half on his lap, grabbing a piece of pizza and placing a soft kiss to Jacks lips.

The night is perfect to say the least. Jack and I end up laying next to each other on our backs, hand in hand and looking at the stars that are beginning to make their way into the sky, not saying anything, just sitting in a comfortable silence. I decide to break the silence with the made-up lyrics that had been spinning through my head since the sun began to nestle under the horizon about 45 minutes ago.

“Thames Street
I'll take you out though I'm hardly worth your time
In the cold you look so fierce, but I'm warm enough
Because the tension's like a fire
We'll hit South Broadway in a matter of minutes
And like a bad movie, I'll drop a line
Fall in the grave I've been digging myself
But there's room for two
Six feet under the stars”

“Did you write that yourself,” I hear Jacks voice softly ask a few minutes later.

“It kinda just popped into my head just earlier, so um yeah, I guess,” I mumble out, suddenly a little embarrassed.

Jacks face turns toward mine, his features glowing softly with the light of the moon and small smile playing on his lips. His hands reach towards my face and he leans forward pulling me into a long, passionate kiss, breaking away only to whisper, “Its beautiful,” against my lips before closing the space again.

Notes

Here, have some cheesy Jalex fluff

I am so sorry its been a while since i updated, but it was homecoming weekend and i didn't have much time to write, i know thats no excuse and i really am sorry, but I'll try to update again within the next 2 days.

~As always thanks so much for reading. Pretty please comment so i know your here! I love you~

ALSO: I've written the beginning of a Jalex fic inspired by the After Midnight music video by Blink 182 so if you want me to post that let me know! Thank you so much again <3