Jack

Meeting Alex's mom face to face was a little nerve-racking, so I knew I was going to have to get him back, but first. To the date!

Once we got onto my bike, after I changed back of course. We were heading straight for the docks. I drove a little fast, of course hearing a joking complaint from Alex but I just wanted to be by the water and walk hand in and with this church boy. I was excited, ecstatic really for this. I haven't like this for someone since.....well since forever.

I was going to make this be the best first date ever. Plus, part of this will be to help Alex get used to the idea of having a boyfriend. I wasn't usually one to take things slow, but I'd do it for him. I'll help him through everything, if it means I get to keep him in the end.

Parking and looking back at Alex, he smiled at me once the helmet was off, before something seemed to cross his mind.

“Jack, why don't you ever wear a helmet?”
“You're always wearing it.” I chuckled, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “Plus, I don't really need it.”
“Jack! What if you get hurt?”
“I'll be fine Lex, now come on.” I grabbed his hand leading him away from the bike.

Together, we walked along the docks, a gentle breeze blowing through. It was mostly silent, but I didn't care, I don't think Alex did either. I waited for awhile of us just walking, occasionally talking about something that happened in our classes before I slowly took Alex's hand into mine, intertwining our fingers. Alex had tensed up momentarily, looking down at our hands before giving my hand a small squeeze, blushing like mad. Of course, I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. Alex embarassed was just too cute to me right now.

“So, Princess. What are you hungry for?”
“We're getting food now?” Alex asked, a little confused.
“No, genius. We'll go get some before I take you home.” Jack said, looking forward. “First, were heading towards the thrift shops.”
“Thrift shops?”
“Yes, like, secondhand stores? They have so much cool shit, lots of a retro looking things too. You'll like it, I promise.” I smiled, leading us to the area I was looking for.

The next hour was spent with me taking Alex to these different stores, watching him take in each one. They were all different, each having their own little theme going on. We went to one that was all about the hippie era. We mostly just screwed around and put on the weird sun glasses. Alex found a beanie he actually liked, and I bought it for him, despite his protests. The next one we went to was a little more gothic, nothing but black, leather, chains, and boots. I needed a new jacket and I asked Alex which one looked better on me. He was patient and helpful as I went through like ten different ones before finally picking one out.

The fifth or sixth one we went to was relatively normal, mostly known for the random shit they had. I was looking through shirts, trying to find something I liked that no one else would have when Alex came up to me, all happy and smiling.

“Look at this! I don't know what it means exactly, but I like it.” He said, showing me a shirt he had picked up. It was yellow, with fading, red letters that said 'Where's The Beef?' and I chuckled.
“Try it on, Princess.” I said, pointing to the dressing rooms. “Maybe we'll get it.”
“Alright, but I'm paying!” He demanded, running off.

I rolled my eyes nd let him do what he wanted. He got the shirt, making sure to beat me to payment. I didn't find anything I wanted, so we just headed back up to the docks to get back on my bike. I asked Alex once more what he was craving, and of course he decided on anything that had pasta. I thought over it, wondering where we could go that wouldn't be stupidly busy or expensive and thought of the perfect place.

It was a little hole in the wall Italian restaurant, simply called Vinny's. I had a friend who worked there, who was actually named after his father, who the Original Vinny. I was quick to drive there, and said hey to my buddy, mentioning that this was a date and he set us up in a booth that was somewhat private. Once we were sat down with drinks on the way, Alex looked around.

“This place is neat, I feel like it's a hell of a lot more authentic then Olive Garden or something.”
“That's because it is,” I laughed, looking over the menu.
“So...you knew that host dude, right?”
“Yep, his name is Vinny. Like the restaurant, but he's technically Vinny Junior. I call him Vinny Vegas though.”
“Why?”
“We like to drink and play gambling card games together.” I shrugged. “He turn into a sap when he's wasted, just wants to hug and say how much he loves whoever he's holding on to. Always promises me we'll go to the real Vegas one day.”
“Oh...” Alex nodded. “So, you drink and stuff a lot?”
“Just on weekends usually.” I answered. “But, I have better things to do with my time these days.”
“Like what?” Alex asked, tilting his head. I looked up at him and smiled.
“Like hang out with you.”

Alex blushed and muttered something before looking down at his menu again. Soon, Vinny was back and he set a bottle of wine on the table, along with two glasses for it. I smiled and said thank you to Vin, we ordered food, and one he was gone I turned to Alex and said he didn't have to drink any wine if he didn't want. Surprisingly, he asked me to pour a glass out for him and I did so, then poured out mine. We talked about school, I started asking more about his family, just wanting to know more about him. They were originally from Britain, which explained why his mom sounded funny to me. He told me about how he loved dog and had one when he was younger, I heard many stories about his childhood. I kept putting some things he said into memory. He liked rain (because it reminded him of Essex), his favorite color was green, he really liked to play his guitar, even if all he knows his classical. Soon, I was running out of things to ask him about, and we were only half way done with our food.

“Hey, Jack...” Alex called when I was trying to think of what to talk about next.
“Yeah?”
“Can I...can I know more about your family?” He asked nervously. I was a bit put off, but still said.
“What do you want to know?”
“Do you know where your mom is?”
“No.”
“Do you talk with your siblings?”
“May sends me letters and gifts on Christmas, also my birthday. Sometime she calls, and she always wants to say sorry for not being there for me. She was trying to get away fro the house too, which is why she was with her friend all the time. I always tell her not to worry.”
“And Joe?” He inquired, and I shrugged.
“Never hear from him, have him on facebook though so like, I know what he's doing sometimes.”
“Oh...” He bit his lip. “Do you have like...any plans for the future?”
“Sure I do.” I smiled. “I do have a job you know.”
“You do?” He asked, seeming surprised.
“Yeah,” I nodded. “I've hung around those thrift shops for a long time, made friends and stuff. One day, this dude asked me to help him with ideas for this clothing line he wanted to make. We talked it over for months, and he finally did it. He called it Glamour Kills... I have my own line with it now and everything.”
“What do you do?”
“Design things, sometimes go over to take picturs at the HQ.” I shrugged, and looked him over. “I bet he would love you as a model.”
“I am not model material.” He laughed.
“The fuck you aren't. You're hot as hell, Lex.” I laughed, watching him blush and mutter thanks.
“So...when do you do have time to design things?”
“At night. I usually can't sleep.”
“You don't sleep?”
“Last time I had a full night of sleeping, was when you stay over.” I shrugged. “I guess I'm more relaxed with you around.”

All went quiet as we continued to finished up eating. I looked at the bottle, figuring I'd have one more glass when I realized it was empty. How much did Alex have?

“Hey Jack?”
“Yeah?”
“I'm really glad we're doing this.” He smiled, and I noticed his eyes were a little glassy. Oops.
“So am I.”
“No, I'm really, really happy though.” He giggled.
“I can see that, here, lemme get Vinny and pay, then you can go home and sleep.”
“But I don't want this to end!” He yelled, whining.
“Princes...” I sighed, trying not to laugh. “You have a curfew.”
“I don't care.”
“Sober Alex cares. Come on.”

I quickly paid the bill and made sure to drive slower so Alex didn't fall off. I stopped at the corner of his street, sitting on the curb with him. We had an hour before he needed to be on his door step, and I wanted to make sure he wasn't tipsy by then. We were mostly quiet, just watching cars go by. I had an arm aroumd him, because 1. It was chilly, 2. he needed something stable to lean on and 3. I wanted to. Alex kept mumbling random things, saying that he was happy, that I was so nice, and that he saws swirls. I just made sure he stayed a happy drunk until he looked at me suddenly, determined.

“Jack.”
“What?”
“I wanna try that kissing thing again.” He said seriously, and I laughed, realizing how bad he truly was.
“Maybe..maybe another time, Lex.”
“But I wanna now!” He complained, and I hushed him.
“Next time, okay?”
“Promise?”
“Yeah, promise.” I agreed and he smiled hugging me close to him with a little cheer.

It took about twenty minutes for him to calm down and just complain about being tired. I helped him over to his house and made up an excuse that I left something here when Alex went to grab his things so I could put him to bed. He was quick to start falling asleep, and I couldn't help but look at his relaxed face.

“Night, Princess.” I mumbled, leaning down to kiss his cheek and walk out.

Notes

Daws.

And sorry this took so long, but I'm back in school so updating it going to be harder. I only have one class on Tuesday and Thursdays , but I have an online class to take care of and am trying to go to the gym more so yeah.

Hope you're all loving it <3