Nothing Personal

Jack--

What were we supposed to do the rest of the time Alex was here? We had just confessed that we like each other, but now I'm afraid that it'll be awkward. Alex was currently in the bathroom, doing whatever he had to do, and I was tidying up the living room from our movie. His phone buzzed and I picked it up off the coffee table, unlocking it and reading the text from someone named Tay. I scrunched my eyebrows up in confusion, and heard the bathroom door open.

"Jack.. what are you doing with my phone?" Alex asked. I looked up and met his gaze.

"Who's Tay?" I asked.

"My friend from my old school.." Alex trailed off, not making any notions to take his phone from me.

"Read this.. it's confusing." I said, handing him his phone. He read it quickly and looked up at me, also confused. He read it again, out loud this time.

"Hey Alex. Meet me at the hospital. Something happened."

"What happened?" I asked. Alex only shrugged and gathered up his jacket. He put it on and turned his phone off.

"Let's go.." He said. I grabbed my car keys and we both bounded out the door and to my car.

It took about ten minutes until we arrived at the hospital. I parked and we both got out, not rushing, but not taking our time to head inside. We soon entered, and a man looked at us, then rose to his feet.

"Dad?" Alex asked.

"Alex.. something happened."

"I got that part.. but what happened? Where's Tay?" Alex asked.

"Tay isn't here.. but you're grandpa.. He had a heart attack.. He didn't make it.." Alex's dad said. I looked at his mom who was wiping her eyes with a tissue.

"Mom, I'm staying with Jack tonight.." Alex said. She only nodded and I looked at Alex. He had tears in his eyes and on his cheeks. I had no emotions as he wrapped his arms around my waist and sobbed. I hugged him close to me and rocked him back and forth for a minute before he let go.

"Do you want to see him, Lex?" I asked gently.

"No.. I don't. It doesn't feel right that I do that." I nodded and Alex bid his goodbyes to his parents. We both got back in my car and made a silent ride back to my house, Alex with tears running down his cheeks.

"Alex, are you sure you're alright?" I asked from the kitchen twenty minutes later. Alex's crying hadn't subsided, and I didn't know what to do. When he didn't answer, I rushed out to the living room to see him hugging himself and shaking. I didn't need to think twice to know he was having an attack. I rushed to his side and wrapped my arms securely around him, sushing him in the process.

"Lex.. it'll be fine, Lex. He's in heaven now. Up in the clouds, all happy." I said, and tears filled my eyes. I sniffed and kissed his forehead. He stopped shaking and I felt him wrap his arms around me.

"Jack.. t-thank you." He whispered.

"Anything for you, Lex. Anything." I promised, and I looked at him. I searched his eyes and found nothing but love. I couldn't help but gently press my lips to his in a sweet innocent kiss. Once I pulled away, I laid down next to him, and he cuddled into my side. I didn't even bother with kicking my shoes off, for I was already drifting asleep.

Notes

Jalex feels!! That kiss though!

sorry for making it like.. all depressing and shit.

today in health, my teacher had us all write down scenarios in which someone had ever said something that lowered our self esteem.

So, I wrote that my friend told me my shirt was stupid, and that it was a black veil brides shirt, and that I had felt like I didn't have a say in what I wanted or could wear, and that I didn't have a say in what music I could listen to. He didn't actually say stupid, but I wasn't gonna put down that he told me it was gay.

i don't know, thought I'd share. She read them all out to the class, but we didn't put our names on them, but I'm pretty sure everyone knew what mine was, because I'm the only one in that class that wears band shirts. But yeah, that was kinda depressing, hearing what people have been called by others.