I'll Keep A Secret If You Keep Me Guessing

I found myself staring at the ceiling above me. I was completely sure that that wasn´t a hospital´s ceiling. Not even the one of my house. Oh, my house. I was glad that I would never have to go back to that hell. I thought that I would lose all my stuff, that I would have to buy new posters and cds. But no, the doctor reassured me that they would give me all of my belongins as soon as Iwas out of the hospital.

I started thinking. In a matter of hours, my life had given a brutal change. My so called father had hit me so hard that I had to go to the hospital. My father was probably in jail by now. Alex kissed me. Alex kissed me. Alexander fucking Gaskarth fucking kissed me. And now, I was going to live with him.

But not forever.

In a few months, I would have to go to a care in Hollywood. Yeah, great. Amazing. Awesome.

If you think about it, it was kind of what I ever wanted, right? To get away from my father, from my misery. To escape, to never see him again. I really wanted to do that. But Alex. Alex. I-

“Oh, look at that! Sleeping beauty is awake! Fucking finally.” I heard a deep voice talking to me. “Hey, don’t frown. Smiles look better on you.” I turned around to find a pair of dark hazel eyes staring at me. A smile played lazyly on his lips, and his hair, falling just above his eyes, was messy. The ‘I-just-had-sex’ type. “My mom made you some pancakes.” Alex mumbled. Then, he stopped staring at my eyes; he was looking at my lips. He seemed hesitant, but I just wanted him to do it. So, I nodded my head a bit, for him to realise that I gave him permission. Alex looked back at my eyes, and then, he brushed our lips together. I grinned, blushing. “If that will make you smile, I think I’ll do it more often.” He said, winking and standing up. The boy walked to the door, turning around “Lets go, Barakat.”

I sat on the bed, and slowly stood up. After a few days of being in bed, it felt weird to walk. But I had no trouble doing so. I walked towards Alex, who grabbed my arm, to keep me steady. “I’m fine, thanks. Good morning, b-by the way.” I said. Alex just smiled and helped me downstairs.

“Jack! Hello, sweetie.” When he saw our linked arms, he gave Alex a playful look, who just blushed and glared at her. What was that?

“Alex told me you made pancakes.” I blurted out, opening my eyes widely. “S-sorry! I did-didn’t want to be t-that the fi-first thing that I told you! Hello, Mrs Gaskarth. How-w are you? I hop-pe that you’re doing fine! I ju-“

Alex’s mom chuckle cut me off. “It’s okay, Jack. And, I have already said to you that you could… No, sorry, have to call me Isobel. I made pancakes, yes. There are some waiting for you at the table. I must guess that you’re hungry, uh?” I nodded, and she just smiled. Wow, I had seen a lot of smiles since I woke up. This wasn’t something usual at my old house.

We sat at the table, and I started eating. Isobel just asked me random questions, like how was I at school, who were my friends, since when did I live here, etc. I knew that that wasn’t what she really wanted to ask me, but I also knew that she could notice I wasn’t ready to talk about the other thing yet, and I was glad about that.

“Mom, Jack and I are gonna go and do some stuff upstairs.” Alex told her, standing up from the chair and grabbing my arm once again. Isobel just shook her head yes and went to wash the dishes.

We got to Alex bedroom and the first thing he did was putting some cd don the cd player (a/n was it called like that? I totally forgot, I think I just made something up. Lol, sorry.) Seconds later, Mark’s voice filled the room. And, then, Alex’s. He sang so damn good. It was like an angel’s choir… Dammit Jack, so gay.

“Jack?” I turned to look at him. “A… friend is throwing a party tonight so… Do you wanna come? I know that you just got out of the hospital and that you probably don’t like partying that much, but I think it will be fun and, if you’re there, it will be even cooler.” Alex looked at me with puppy eyes. I sighed. How could I say no to that look?

“Yeah, sure. Maybe I have fun and all.” I said. Alex grinned, and hugged me. It wasn’t the bro-hug type, but not a more-than-friends hug. It was something weird. Who am I kidding? Alex is weird. I don’t even understand him. He hates me, he loves me, he likes me, he hates me…, all in one day!

After a lot of singing and laughing, Alex and I started getting ready for the party. The police brought me all my things, so I had my clothes with me. I decided to use the usual; black skinny jeans and a Green Day hoodie. Alex opted for a pair of white skinny jeans and a Blink hoodie. We both straightened our hair, and then, we were ready to go.

We heard a car in the entrance, and that meant that the taxi was here. When we got in, Alex looked at the driver, and for a second I swear I saw a flash of sadness in his eyes. Why would someone get upset by seing a driver? Don’t you see! I tell you he’s a weird dude!

Jumping out of the car, I got face to face to a big house. You could hear the music even if you were in China. There was a crowd of a million of slutty girls, dancing against other guys. Most of them had a red cup in their hands, others a full bottle of whatever it was that.

“We can go whenever you want to, y’know?” Alex shouted in my ear, so that I could hear him. I just nodded, but I couldn’t tell him that. Why? Well, first, because he would think that I’m a completely boring guy. Second, I would feel completely guilty. He was allowing me to stay at his house, he stayed with me at the hospital, he helped me… This was the least I could do; survive to a party. And, Jack Barakat had survived (or at least tried) to a lot of things. I could do it!

Notes

Hey guys! I hope you liked this. Sorry for the long wait, my internet died :(
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