You Are My Wonderwall

I knew staying away from Jack wasn't a good idea. It was, but it was not. The thing is that I needed him. As weird as it sounds, I needed him to come and cuddle with me and tell me that everything was okay, that he wasn't mad at me at all, that he understood why I had runned away of him and pushed him out of my life. I had to go back to school, or call him.

But I was scared as hell, you know. What if Jack had told everyone what I've done? I could imagine getting to school and people calling me a fucking faggot. I didn't want that, I wasn't one. It was just... Jack. In a couple of weeks he manged to make my heart race everytime he smiled, and feel butterflies everytime he touched me. Everytime I saw his lips I wanted to kiss them so badly... and that's what I did.

Staring at the ceiling, I remembered that Jack came to my house yesterday, and how bad I had talked to him. But... why had he came to my house? He... he wanted to see me? Or he just came to tell me to stay the fuck away from him?

I decided to get my phone and send him a message. It was stupid from me, in a way. I had a been a dick to him, and he would probably preffered to not talk to me, but I had to take the risk. I scrolled through my contacts until I reached his name. I took a moment to examine the selfie he had taken to use as his contact profile picture. He was smiling widely, his brown eyes showed he was really happy. I hesitated a moment, but I did it.

To Jack Barakat:
Hey. I need to talk to you, like... now.

I placed my phone on my chest and waited. Suddenly, I was sleeping. I had a strange dream in wich Jack started hitting me in the hallway of the school, and everybody was telling him to continue. Fortunately, my phone buzzed and that woke me up. I had a new message.

From: Jack Barakat
I don't want to. But if it is to important, I kinda have time. Call me.

I couldn't keep myself from smiling. I didn't expect Jack answering, sure I wouldn't expect he told me to call him. Maybe he wasn't to mad at me, maybe...

"Hello?" Jack said. I hadn't notice I had call him.

"Hey... it's me."

"I know. What do you want? I'm not in the mood."

"It's just... I wanted to say I'm sorry. I know I've been a dick to you, and that I shouldn't have treated you like that, it's just..." I stopped, I was sobbing. "It's just that..."

"Alex, stop." Jack said, firmly. "You know, you really, really hurted me. But not because you were an asshole to me yesterday, no. Just a little bit. But the main thing it's because you run away."

"I run away? When?"

"After kissing me."

I blushed. "S-sorry."

"You have to stop apologizing and behave better, y'know." he laughed. "I'm talking like my mother."

"So... we are okay now?"

"It's not that easy, Alex." he sighed. "You were such an idiot to me, and I was really, really sad about it. I thought we were friends, that you really enjoyed spending time with me. Then you kissed me. Oh God, you kissed me! I didn't know how to react! You didn't even give me time to think, when I could say something, you had runned away. And then, you ignored me. My calls, my messages, all. I went to your house, like, five times. The last one, your mother was really tired of you being locked in your room, so she let me in. And, know what? I was pretty excited to see you. I didn't know why, but I was. I entered to your room and... know who was there? The Alex I hated. The dick, the asshole, the jerk. You shouted at me, as If I was the one who had made something wrong."

"I said I was sorry..."

"A word doesn't fix everything, not in a minute, Alex. But there's a thing that can make things a little better."

"What? I'll do whatever..."

"Why did you kiss me? And why did you run away?" Jack asked, and I could hear in his voice he had been crying.

"I... I... It's complicated." I started. "It's that... uh... well, I was just trying."

"Trying?" Jack said, in disbelive. "So, you were using me for some kind of experiment?"

"No, no, no! It's not that Jack!"

"So what is it?"

I told Jack about everything I've been thinking. How I had realized I had a crush on him, how I wanted him to come and cuddle with me, how I missed him so damn much everytime he was gone for a while, how I felt everytime he touched me, or he smiled at me. I told him how I was afraid that he told everyone I had kissed him, how he would just go away and leave me on my own, telling me I was a fucking faggot. Because, like I said before, it was just him. I didn't find any other boy cute or anything, it was just him. Just Jack.

"Just hold on a sec, I'll be right back." Jack said, and just after that I heard a door close. What had I made? Now there wasn't any chance he would forgive me.

I sat there waiting ten minutes, when I heard voices downstairs.

"It's me again." a familiar voice said.

"Come in, come in. He's upstairs." my mom answered, and then, I heard footsteps on the stairs.

I turned my head to find Jack standing on my bedroom, with his messy hair, his arms opened. "I don't... I don't know what I feel about you, Alex. But I know you are not a bad person and that you'd never hurt me on pourpose. This doesn't mean I'm not mad at you anymore, but we can fix things little by little. Now, come here." I looked at him, my eyes widely open, and runned onto his chest. I started to cry. "Also, another thing. Like I said before, I don't know what I feel about you. But... but I could get used to hugging you. If you give me time, if we take things slow... maybe..."

I laughed as I hid my head on his chest and hugged him tighter.. "I'll wait forever for you, Jack."

Notes

Hey. I kinda... liked this chapter. Sorry for not updating so often, I was on a trip and bla bla bla. But now I'm home and I have another month of holidays. You know what that means, don't you? hahaha. Well, hope you liked this chapter. I spent a lot of time in it for it to be perfect. :)
If you have any ideas for this, you can let them in the comments or message me, it would be cool if you want to help. ^^

P.S. Oh, and sorry for the spelling mistakes you may find.