I'll Keep A Secret If You Keep Me Guessing

Alex's p.o.v.

Me and Jack walked into Matt's loud house, finding a lot of people scattered around the room, drinks in their hands, dancing to the loud music. Matt is an old friend of mine. He moved schools, but stayed in the same house, so when he invited me to his party, I instantly obey.

I grabbed Jack's hand, leading him over to Matt. Matt was making a few drinks, adding various of alcohol into the red cups. I smile, walking up to him, dropping Jack's hand when we got to him.

"Matt!" I yelled over the music, hitting him over the shoulder gently. He stopped pouring the drinks, turning around to face me.

"Alex! Haven't seen you for ages. Hi, dude!" Matt exclaimed, placing the alcohol on the side.

"I know, man! Oh, this is Jack by the way." I say, turning to Jack. He blushed, ducking his head but looking up at Matt through his fringe.

"Hello, Jack." Matt says loudly over the music. I could see the blush on Jack's face as he mumbled a little 'Hi'. Matt smiled at Jack, before turning to me.

"Drinks?" He asks, picking up two cups of God-knows-what. I nod instantly, grabbing both of them.

"Thanks, Matt. We're off." I chuckle, turning away from Matt and leaning down to Jack's ear.

"You're okay with drinking, right?" I whisper, leaning close to his face so I could hear him better. I could tell he was a little uncomfortable being around a lot of people. Maybe if he drinks, he'll forget about how many people are here and have a good time for once. I see him shrug and continue to look down.

"Come on, it's a party. You're here to have fun. Here." I push the cup near his hand. He stares down at it for a while, looking as if he was debating on taking it or not, before finally collecting it. I smiled at him, proud that he had took it, before leading him into the kitchen. This way, we could get more drinks as they are close to us. In the room, I spotted Zack talking to two girls, one I noticed as Lisa. I tried ignoring them, but Zack had called him name. I cringe, turning around to face the three faces that were looking at me. Me and Zack haven't really spoke since he decided to 'change', but I guess he wants to speak to me now? I faked a smile, walking over to them, pulling Jack by the sleeve.

"Hi." I say, taking a gulp of my drink.

"Hey dude, we were gonna do a shot game. Do you and Jack wanna join?" He asks, a small smile on his face. No way in Hell am I putting down an opportunity to get pissed quickly.

"Sure." I smirk, pulling my cup up to my mouth and gulped it down.

"Great, my mate Patrick's setting the drinks up now. I think he's done." Zack comments, looking over to the little white table that had got moved into the kitchen. I nod, my eyes looking over to Jack. I noticed he was taking little sips of his drink and that's when I knew he had no idea what to do here.

"Um sure. We'll be back in a minute." I grabbed a hold of Jack's sleeve, pulling him away from Zack, through the crowed living room and out the back door, grabbing another drink on the way. I walked Jack over to the tree where no one was; there was some people outside too. As we got to the tree, I let go off his sleeve. He looked confused as to why I had dragged him out here, but took another little sip of his drink.

"Jack, it's not tea! You're meant to drink it quickly!" I sigh, pulling the cup I had grabbed on the way up to my mouth.

"Watch." I say, waiting for Jack to look at me before downing the alcohol. When I finished, I crumbled the cup up with one hand, dropping it on the floor and smirking.

"Like that. Now you try." I say, watching Jack's unsure facial expression. He looked down at his cup,slowly bringing it up to his mouth. I encouraged him with my finger, twirling it. He closed his eyes, bring the cup back and downing the liquid. I watched him the whole time, clapping when he had finished.

"Fuck yeah!" I say, slapping his shoulder. He lets out an adorable chuckle, a blush on his face as he looks down. I smile as I picked his chin up, looking into his eyes. They were all gloomy from the dark sky, but almost as bright as the stars. I started to lean in, getting closer and closer to his lips until I heard someone call my name.

"Alex!" Lisa came walking over to us. I blush, dropping my hand to my side and feeling fairy uncomfortable. Sometimes, I wish I wasn't popular, because people can get so annoying sometimes.

"Hey." She smirk, standing a little too close, actually in my personal space. I scratch my neck, mumbling a 'hey'.

"Come dance with me." She ordered, grabbing my hand, squeezing it as she pulled on it. I sigh. I really didn't want to go and dance with her. But I had no choice as she was dragging me away from Jack. I tried protesting, but she laughed it off, saying I'll be fine. I look over my shoulder, finding Jack still at the tree, looking at me being pulled. I gave him an apologized look, even though he couldn't see it. I sigh, following Lisa inside.

She pulls me into the living room where other people were dancing dirty.

"Lisa, I can't just leave Jac-" I got interrupted by Lisa grinding up my body, making my breath hitch. She was pressing hard against my crotch up and down, and I pressed my hips closer to her. I must admit, this attention is quite nice, seeing as I'm a horny drunk, and I'm not even drunk. Lisa continues grinding up me to the music, making me horny but also angry.

My eyes snap around the room and I look over to the back door, finding Jack walk in. He looks around the room until his eyes makes contact with mine. He looks at me slightly shocked and I feel guilty for some unknown reason. As I looked closer at him, I could see the hurt look on his face and he walks off quickly to the kitchen. I gulp, taking my hands off Lisa's waist, stepping away from her.

"I um, as much as I was enjoying that, I better g-" Lisa connected her lips with mine and I kiss back without thinking. Her tongue slips into my mouth, and that's when I suddenly click. I push her away, looking at her in disgust.

"What the fuck was that?" I angrily hiss, staring at her in disgust. She moves a strand behind her ear before smirking at me. She moves closer to me and I shake my head at her.

"Just leave me alone." I sigh, walking past her and moving in and out of people that were dancing. I make my way to the kitchen.

"Jack! Jack! Jack!" I could hear chants of Jack's name coming from the kitchen and I walk quicker. As I got into the kitchen, I couldn't even believe what I was seeing.

Jack was downing several of shots, about twenty empty around him with five empty cups too.

My jaw hung open. No, that couldn't be Jack. That couldn't be the shy, timid Jack that I know who drinks alcohol like tea. I continued to watch him, leaning against the kitchen wall. Since I arrived at the kitchen, he had token five, and the fact he had twenty empty shots around him made me slightly worried. I mean, what if he's taking too much? I know I want him to have fun, but not this way.

I decide to walk over to him, stopping him from taking another drink. The chants had stopped now, and leant down to Jack's ear.

"Stop, that's enough." I bring my mouth away from near his ear, looking over at him. I laughed bitterly.

"Kay." He slurred, walking (stumbling) away from me. I groan, going after him. I notice that he was making his way upstairs quickly, probably to throw up, so I continued to follow him. I called for him as he got to the top of the stars. He turns around and looking at me. I sigh, walking the rest of the way up the stairs. I stop beside him, looking up to him.

"What's wrong? What did I do?" I ask defensively, my hands going around his waist. I had no idea what I was doing, but I let it happen. He places his arms around my neck, leaning in and kissing me forcefully. My eyes were open in shock for a moment, but then I closed them, kissing him back with just the same amount of force. His fingers were through my hair while his beer tasting lips kept smashing on mine with a lot of power. He moans, bringing our lower halves together, and that's when I realise the problem in his jeans. I lean in deeper, licking his lips asking to enter his mouth. He doesn't allow me, but he pulls my shirt, pulling me into the nearest room. Okay, so now I was horny and confused. He's not gonna do what I think he is, is he? My thoughts were right.

Jack pushed me down onto the bed, releasing my shirt. He connects my lips with his, getting in between my legs. I guess Jack is a horny drunk, too.

"Jack, what a-are yo-"

"I d-don't know, just let it happen." He mumbled against my lips, grinding down on me. I hum, more like moan, as I bite down on his bottom lip. He detached our lips, kissing my jaw. I played with his shirt, my eyes softly closed. He continued kissing my jaw, moving over to my lips. Fuck, I think this is my my favorite side of Jack. Even though he may not remember this in the morning, I know I will. Though, I don't know if I should.

I was brought out my thoughts by something grabbing my crotch, making me buck my hips and moan. Fucking hell, that felt good. I looked down, finding Jack palming me through my jeans.

"D-Do you even realise h-how angry and jealous you m-made me back there?" He asks, slurring his words. Now, when I come to think about it, he did sound angry, and I'll be lying if I said it wasn't a turn-on. I shook my head at his question, my back and hips arching as he rubs his hand against me harder and faster.

"You're an asshole. I remember my first day at school, you were s-such a fucking asshole to me. Yo-u are an asshole to everyone." He says angrily. Okay, so that hurt. He kisses my neck, nibbling down on it, making me release a small, breathy moan.

"Y-you, back there, g-grinding into h-her, made me so...angry." He says slowly, sounding suddenly tired. His hand slows down as I look at him.

"So angry, s-so," He yawns, taking his hand off me, rolling to the side of the bed, "jealous." I watch him close his eyes, rolling into my side and curling up against me. I was beyond confused and worried. Did I hurt him? Why would he be angry and jealo- wait, he doesn't, he doesn't like me like that, does he? I mean, we've kissed a few times, cuddled, said some cute things about each other, and then tonight, what does this mean? I shake my head, wrapping my arms around the now snoring, drunken boy. Fuck, I wish I knew what Jack was feeling. I wish I knew, so bad.

Notes

oh poop. I know there is half smut (?), but I didn't put a warning, sorry. Why do you need a warning for smut anyway? 0-0 Oh damn, Jack is jealous, yo.
Thanks for reading, you lovely people.