Who Said It Was Gonna Be Easy?

I'd woken up before jack and knew there was no way of me getting back to sleep. I got up carefully so I didn't disturb him, tucking him back in gently as I noticed how peaceful he looked. I then went and just lay on the settee in his lounge and thought about stuff. I thought about how much I liked jacks apartment and how much I preferred it to my own house. I could easily adjust to living here all the time. It suddenly hit me how strange it was that I was dating my teacher. The age gap alone was weird. I was dating someone who was 5 years older than me. Not to mention the fact that our relationship was probably illegal and definitely broke all sorts of rules. Not that I cared that much. If jacks job was put at risk, I'd drop out of school with no hesitation just to keep us together. There was something about jack. Even when I was in the worst mood just the smallest things about him could cheer me up. Seeing his video ruined me. But it also made me really happy at the same time. It made me happy because I could physically see someone who was completely destroyed by my death. In that video, I could see someone who cared about me. In that video, I could see and hear just how much I meant to jack.

My thoughts were interrupted by jack walking into the kitchen from his bedroom, hair a mess, blanket wrapped around him, eyes heavy. He looked shit. He looked completely adorable and hot like usual but he also looked shit. I could tell there was something wrong. I watched him as he went into the kitchen and opened a cupboard, getting out a little box of pills. Suddenly, his eyes closed and his whole body swayed as if he was going to pass out. I jumped up, hurling myself over the back of the settee to get directly to the kitchen. His eyes had opened again but he seemed distant. I took hold of his upper arms and his head whipped round to look at me.

"are you okay, baby? Cmon sit down, I'll get it for you" he just blinked at me so I guided him to the settee, sitting him down before kissing his head and going back to the kitchen to get the box of pills. When I returned to jacks side, I saw he was lay down asleep.

"jack?" I murmured his name softly, unsure of whether he was definitely asleep or whether he was just resting his eyes.

"hmm?" his eyes snapped open.

"do you want a drink of coffee or hot chocolate or something?"

"mhmm yeah please" he said sleepily, letting his eyes close again. I went into the kitchen and fixed him up a coffee.

"jack? When did you last have a drink?" I called through to him.

"umm..couple days I think" no wonder he nearly passed out. He was probably dehydrated. I filled a glass with water and took that and the coffee back into him, putting them on the coffee table. I knelt down next to the settee and stroked his hair softly. He jumped awake and I smiled at his cuteness.

"i brought you a cup of coffee and a glass of water and I want you to drink them both. I think you might be a bit dehydrated" I told him. He nodded but didn't sit up.

"I just wanna lie here for a minute, is that ok?" he asked. I nodded and made him sit up a little bit so I could sit down and let him use my lap as a pillow.

"lex? Will you come back to school tomorrow?"

"why? So I can get used as a punchbag again?" jack visibly winced at my harsh words.

"I'm sorry..I shouldn't have said that"

"please, Alex?"

"why? What's the point?"

"to pass your finals and get a job and to please me"

"um no. None of them are good enough reasons to put me through 6 hours of hell"

"please?"

"no"

"please!"

"jack, I don't want to"

"please, lex. Pleeeease? Please! I'll suck your dick if you do"

"you'll what?!"

"suck your dick. It's good, I promise. You'll love it"

"jack..I don't know.."

"please? It'll mean a lot to me. And I'll protect you"

"ok fine. You gonna have a drink now?"

"mhmm sure" He smiled before sitting up and picking up the cup of coffee. He drank thirstily, barely even taking a breath.

"do you want some breakfast?"

"if you'll have some too" he bargained.

"you're incredibly difficult to look after because you don't want to just simply do one thing that I want, you have to have your own way" I chuckled.

"mhmm..I know. So will you come back to school tomorrow? I'll protect you, I promise"

"if you're there. Fine" I gave in, knowing I valued jacks happiness more than my own.

"thanks" he said, letting his eyes settle closed. I let him sleep for about half an hour before I woke him up to make him some breakfast.

"jack, whaddya want for breakfast?"

"don't care" he mumbled. I sighed and went into the kitchen to start cooking an omelette which would give me a lot of time to be left alone with my thoughts.

I was disappointed. Coming back to jack wasn't how I'd hoped it would be. I thought he'd be overjoyed and be so grateful to have me back that he wouldn't let me leave his arms. I was wrong. So far, besides last night, all that had happened was jack had screamed and shouted at me and then practically ignored me. I know he wasn't feeling well but still.

I was allowed to be disappointed, wasn't I?

Notes

Hello! I've not uploaded in a couple of days and I apologize for that but I've been a bit preoccupied with some pretty shit stuff so..um..yeah.


I was keeping an eye on my story though and I have a few things to say.

first off, nearly 30 subscribers and over 3k views! That is AMAZING! I did not expect this story to be so loved!

second of all, speaking of the love for this fic, why do I not get comments anymore?:( I have nearly 30 subscribers and only 1 person comments. (Thank you so much btw ily) I wanna hear your thoughts and ideas about this fic and its just not happening and that makes me sad. just comment, please?

and finally, I noticed my fic was on the first page of popular stories for about 4 days (not even at the bottom either!) and that's absolutely incredible! (Shame it's slipped off, right down the 2nd page the day I was going to update:( :( )

yeah um mini rant over. I love you guys a lot and the fact that you all continue to read this makes me so happy ^.^