I'll Keep A Secret If You Keep Me Guessing

Alex's p.o.v

I woke up the next morning to find myself snuggled up against Jack; he was so warm. I smiled a little. Lately, I've been thinking about Jack. I've been thinking about him in a complete different way. I have took more notice in his actions. I nearly called him cute yesterday! There's obviously something happening to me, and frankly, it scared me a little. I jumped out my skin as I heard my alarm pierce through my ear.

Ouch.

I heard a groan come from Jack's mouth as he felt around for the alarm trying to get the noise away. He successfully hit the button and he snuggled further into me, and the pillow. I smiled happily before realising we have school today; seen as it's Thursday. I sighed and shook Jack's shoulder lightly, not wanting to seem annoying. Though, everyone gets annoyed when someone wakes you up.

"Come on, Jack. We have school." I gently whispered. He shook his head and pulled the covers over his ears.

"mm, don't want to." He said sleepily. I bit my lip at his sleepy voice, it was pretty nice. See what I mean by recognizing weird actions Jack does and calling them good names that I probably shouldn't be? I sighed again and sat up. My eye-sight went blurring, but only for a second, and I was able to see my room again. I looked over to Jack and looked down to see him looking at me. He rolled his eyes lazily and sat up with me. I looked at him as he got up, and couldn't stop but to look at his arms once more. I can't believe a perfect boy like that would do that to himself. What has made him fell the verge to do that to himself? What ever it is, or who it is, they'll be dealing with me. I'm not letting this boy ruin his life by living by hurting himself.

"C-can you stop starring at them, please?" Jack asked, worridly. I frowned in confusion, and he turned around from in front of me and walked out the room. I shook my head and got up, going to my woredore.

I grabbed my Green Day shirt, black skinnys, and a plain black jacket for Jack; even though he probably prefers his jacket, and got a Jimmy Eat World tee for me along with skinnys. I placed Jack's clothes at the end of my bed and started getting changed.

I was just pulling my new fresh pair of boxers up; they were up to my knees, when the door clicked and Jack walked in. Instantly, I gasped and he did the same. I pulled my boxers up quickly.

"S-sorry." Jack blushed, embarrassed. I chuckled and forgot I still haven't put my t-shirt on. Okay, so maybe this is a bit awkward.

"I'll go." Jack laughed to the ground as he walked out my room. I chuckled, shaking my head before getting completely changed.

"Jack!" I called, as I grabbed his clothes...my clothes, "I have some clean clothes for you!" I shouted as he walked through the door, still looking alert. I smiled and made Jack look up by throwing the clothes at him. He gasped and picked the clothes that landed on his shoulder successfully, and placed them in his hand.

"T-thank you." He smiled, before walking back out the door. I smiled for a moment before copying his actions, but walked downstairs instead.

We had about thirty minutes until we had to get to school, which surprised me. I never had this much time till I had to go to school. I walked into the kitchen and decided I should make some toast for both me and Jack. I got the bread out the cupboard; also getting the butter, before placing it on the side. I placed the bread in the toaster and looked at the setting before turning it on by the switch, and pulled the lever down. I went to another cupboard and grabbed two small plates and a knife from the draw.

'pop'. Finally, the toast was done! I got the bread out- one by one, and placed them on the plates.

I frowned as I remembered Jack still hasn't came downstairs yet. I wonder what he's doing.

"Jack!" I called, placing the two butter-y toast plates on the table. I could hear light foot-steps coming down the stairs, and I smiled. The smile faded pretty soon, as Jack reached the bottom of the staris. He looked like he had been.crying. His eyes were puffy and pink, along with his cheeks.

"Jack, are you-"

"I'm okay." He said shortly, putting his head down. He played with the end of the hoodie I gave him.

"Oh... Well here's some toast." I pointed to the table, still a little thrown back. I knew Jack wasn't.okay, but I didn't want to question him any further. I sat down on one of the table chairs and Jack sat in front of me. Me eating in front of Jack is still a little new, so it might take me like twenty minutes just to eat one slice.

Jack finished before me about ten minutes ago. I had only finished my second toast, so I was now done. I looked up to Jack to see he was looking into the table, deeply in thought. I sighed and grabbed his plate along with mine. I got up and put them in the sink. I looked at the clock, we had to leave in ten minutes.

"Hey, Jack, should we leave now or in ten minutes?" I asked, walking back to the table. He looked up and shrugged. I bit my lip and starred at him as he ducked his head to look at the table.

"Jack," I puffed, he slowly looked up, confusion on his face, "Jack, I know you're not okay. Are you going to tell me what's the matter?" I asked, sitting down on the chair next to him. He looked straight down at the table and shook his head.

"You can't know, Alex." He said quietly. I sighed and moved a little closer.

"Why not?" I asked close to his face. He looked up so our eyes met. I saw sadness straight through them. He shrugged and looked back down. I got up quickly and got my bag.

"Come on, lets go." I sighed,heavily. I looked back to Jack to see him nod and get up.

When we arrived at school, we headed straight to Math. But on the way, I accidentally bumped.into someone, somehow. I groaned and looked down to see who it was.

"Fucking Hell, Rian. Can't you watch where you're fucking going?!" I shouted. I heard him gulp and shuffled back a little; he was still on the floor.

"You need to watch where you're going." I heard him whisper quietly, but obviously not too quiet.

"What the Fuck did you just say? Would you like to say it again when your mouth is drooling with blood?!" I snapped. Mornings are not the best time of the day to get me annoyed. He shook his head, rapidly.

"N-no please." He begged. I raised my fist up, wanting to take all my anger out on Rian. I forced it forward to Rian's face, until something stopped me. Someone had grabbed my fist, ordering it to stop. I looked angrily at where the hand lead to. Jack.

"Jack, what the Fuck?" I furiously snapped.

"Stop, Alex." He said simply. Our eyes were starring at each others. I still saw the hurt in his eyes from earlier. This boy is so strange! He sighed and bent down to help Rian up. I still looked to were our eyes met. I was just starring at the plain white walls.

"T-thanks, Jack."

"Thank you for helping me the other day." Jack replied. What? Jack had been with Rian? Rian helped Jack? Jack helped Rian? No, Jack, you don't want to be hanging out with Rian. I looked over to Jack to see him smiling at Rian, as Rian brushed his jeans. I frowned and quickly grabbed Jack's wrist, pulling him away from Rian. Everyone knows that if you hang out with Rian, you'll get picked on and beaten up. I don't want that happening to Jack. He's had a good start at this school so far, well, except from the remarks from Austin.

"A-Alex." I heard Jack whimper quietly, I grabbed his wrists tighter as I walked faster.

"ALEX!" I heard him cry out. This time, as we were just outside our classroom, I looked over to Jack. He looked like he was in pain, by the way his facial expression was. He looked worridly down to where my hand was. I looked as well. I released my hand slowly and looked up to Jack, as a piece of hair fell in my face. It wasn't until I went to move my piece of hair that something was on my hand. The liquid feeling brushed onto my cheek. That's when I realised I made Jack bleed. Oh shit, his cuts. Fuck, I make him bleed...Through his JUMPER?Damn. I took my hand away from near my forehead and looked at it. Blood was smeared on my hand, quite a lot of blood actually. I looked up to Jack in a plain expression and grabbed his hand this time, and locked our fingers. I walked in the way we came and went to the bathroom. That's when I finally looked in the mirror. A little bit of blood was in my hair, and some on my forehead.

"Jack, why do you do this?" I asked calmly. I turned the tap on and washed my hands with soap, making sure I wash my forehead as well. I got a handful of water and put it in that one piece of bloody hair. I felt some water drip down my forehead, nose then finally leave my face. I looked over the Jack, who still hasn't replied.

"Jaaackk?" I said, putting a 'I want your attention' look on. He shook his head, looking down.

"Jack, I won't judge you. Well, seen as I uh..we kinda do this...and I don't know. I won't hate you, I promise." I assured calmly, as I walked over to him.

"I just want to check if you're okay, because you've been weird this morning." I pointed out.

"Why do you even care?" He asked.

Why do I care?

Notes

Still.No.Jalex. ;-; Sorry it took some time. I was updating it a little bit by day. Simply not been in the mood, sorry. Thank.you so much for the 8,000+ views. Wow. I can't even... I love every single one of you.