You Have My Heart, At Least For The Most Part

"How was your day, sweety?" My mom asked, sitting beside me on the couch.

"It could have been better..." I sighed. "But nothing to worry about!" I smiled, trying to convince her. "I have some homework to do, so..."

"Okay Alex. Your father is coming late tonight, so we'll eat alone." She send me a weak smile.

"Tom again?" I asked and she nodded. I walked up the stairs and to my room, laying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. I took out my phone, my earbuds and I started listening 'Loverboy' by You Me At Six. 'Don't you feel bad, don't you feel bad?' I hummed. My eyes were trying to close, so I decided to sleep for a while and leave the homework for later.


My phone telling me I had a new message woke me up.

'Are you feeling better? -JB'

I felt my heart beat faster and faster. He was asking me if I was feeling better. He didn't have to do that. He was doing it because he wanted to.

'Kinda. My head hurts but I'll survive. Thnx for asking.'

'K. I'm glad u r better :)'

I smiled at my phone like an idiot. Jack made me so happy.

Suddenly, I remembered.

He knew. He knew I had an enormous crush on him. He knew that I stared at him more than necessary, he knew that I dreamt about him, he knew that I couldn't control myself when he was wearing really really tight skinny jeans. What was I going to do now? I could easily pretend like nothing happened, because he didn't know I knew.

I decided I would talk to him when I had some courage. I would go to his class, stand in front of him, and tell him 'I have a big crush on you'. Jack will probably laugh his ass of and then leave me hanging.

I walked to my desk and sat on my chair. I opened Facebook on my laptop and looked for Jack Barakat. People may think I do this every day, but, actually, this was the first time I stalked him... but not the last one.

I stared at his profile picture for a few seconds. I was probably drooling right now. He was holding his black phone with one hand, the other one behind him. He had a black cap on his head, covering his messy black hair. Jack was wearing a violet and grey shirt, and a black thing on top. He was so damn hot.

A few hours and tons of Jack's photos later, I realized I had a boner. Great.

Notes

The next chapters in Alex's p.o.v will be really shitty and short. I just don't know how to make this thing about feeling like a complete idiot because the person you like knows you like them and just ugh. So, yeah, sorry about that.

This is Jack's profile picture. WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME BARAKAT O M G ASSJKH