A Recipe For Disaster

-- Hi there. It's @alltimefxck. I'm the new author for Alex's P.O.V.
I hope you guys like this. I'm really happy/excited that I get to write in this story, it's great and so is the main author for this here account. Much love xx --

Alex’s P.O.V

I woke up, well sorta, my eyes were still slightly closed. I could feel an arm wrapped around my middle and opened my eyes to reveal a sleeping Jack. I slipped out of his grip without waking him and even though he looked unbelievably cute right now, I couldn’t help but have the urge to wake him up in the most absurd way possible. So I grabbed the pillow in my bunk, right across from his and hit him with it as hard as I could.

“Jack! Wake up!” I yelled.

I heard groans from the rest of my band mates.

“Shut the fuck up, Alex!” Zack yelled.

I laughed and hit Jack again, ignoring Zack’s plea.

“Get your fat ass up, Barakat!” I yelled in his ear. He groaned and rolled over, facing the wall.

“Alex what the fuck. It’s too early for this shit.” he said, it being muffled by the pillow slightly.

“Annnd. It’s our day off today and I want to do some shopping for cds and shit.” I said, taking a seat on the edge of his bunk. He rolled over and gave me glare. If looks could kill.

“Fine.” he said and pushed me off, making a loud ‘hmph’

“Asshole.” I muttered and rubbed my elbow, where the side of the bunk had hit it.

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After about a half and hour, Jack was ready to go and I had already rented a vehicle for us to use today. New York City is where we were for the adventures that were about to set a go. Jack and I walked off the bus and to the car, taking our seats. I, in the drivers seat and Jack, in the passengers. As much as I trust Jack, I care more about our safety so I decided to drive.

“Where to first ?” Jack asked.

I shrugged, honestly having no clue where I wanted to go.

“Times Square ?” he suggested.

I thought about it for a minute, contemplating the idea. There would be fans, I knew that much and it would be busy but that’s New York for ya, right ? I figured it wouldn’t be such a bad idea. I love meeting fans and I know there’s this awesome record store where I could pick up some new material for my ears.

“Sure.” I said, smiling and drove away.

We had to park our car in a parking garage somewhere in Manhattan and take the subway into Times Square, it being a fairly short ride. When we got off the subway, Jack ran straight to one of the many magazine stands that were set up, picking up one.

“Yes! I found it!.” he screamed, drawing attention towards our direction. I laughed and walked towards him, looking at the huge smile plastered on his face and smiling even more.

“Whatcha got there ?” I asked, taking it from his hands and looking at the cover.

“Hayley Williams is on the cover of Nylon Magazine and I couldn’t find it anywhere in Baltimore before we left for tour!” he said happily, taking it from my hands and paying for it.

“You my dear friend, are a strange one.” I said with a smile, patting him on the shoulder.

He rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, Lex. You know you secretly have the hots for Hayley.”

No, I seriously have the hots for YOU. “Yeah, totally.” I said, rolling my eyes also.

“I’m gonna text her and tell her you said that.” Jack sang with a wink.

“You better not, Barakat.” I said, giving him a glare.

“Can’t do anything if you can’t catch me!” he said before taking off, running towards the outside.

I chased after him and when I got outside, I was met with the busy, loud streets of NY. I looked left and right but didn’t see him and that’s why when two arms wrapped around my waist and picked me up, I screamed in surprise, freaking out.

“WHAT THE FUCK. GET OFF OF ME!” I yelled, trying to meet my feet to the ground.

I heard a familiar laughter and relaxed when I did.

“Jack you asshole.” I said, elbowing him in his side.

“Ow!” he yelped and released me from his grip.

“Now you know not to scare the shit out of me.” I said.

“Sorry, Sorry.” He said, putting his hands up in surrender.
“Yeah, lets just go to the record store.” I said, turning around and heading in the direction of said store. I felt my phone vibrate and took it out of my pocket. I had a notification from Alltimelowfanfiction.com and looked around, making sure Jack couldn’t see my screen and checked it.

@completeanduttermayhem: You and @JagkDoesItBetter should write a fic together!
the comment read.

I hummed at the suggestion but before I could write back, Jack peered over my shoulder and I quickly locked my phone.

“What was that ?” Jack asked, cocking his eyebrow.

“It was nothing.” I said quickly.

He gave me a weird look before turning and walking into the record store. I let out a breath of relief and walked in too. I picked up the new ‘Let Live’ ‘Pierce The Veil’ and the lastest album by the ‘Foo Fighters’ since my own copy got ruined by none other than Jack breaking it in two while he was drunk. My phone kept vibrating and as much as I tried to ignore it, I couldn’t. I took out my phone out of my pocket and eyed the 20 notifications that were there. All of them were from Alltimelowfanfiction.com. Damn. I looked over to see Jack on the other side of the store, distracted by his own phone and took this as an opportunity to check them.

When I unlocked my phone I was met with tons of comments on my recent story.

@Adaydreamaway: Yes! I agree with @completeanduttermayhem
@RememberingKaile: Omg! That would be fucking amazing!
@Breakyourlittleshit: @JagkDoesItBetter you have to do this!

and plently more but one in particular caught my eye;

@JagkDoesItBetter: I would love to! That is if @JalexUnicorn is up for it ;)

I smiled and didn’t even have to think about the idea. I wrote my reply and posted it in a matter of second and put my phone away.

“Looks like @JagkDoesItBetter and I are going to be doing a story together ;)”

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