Deer In The Headlights

Alex's p.o.v.

Shit, I didn't just say that. I mean, I mean it. I do like Jack, especially in that way. I really hope he doesn't find me creepy.

"I like you too." He chuckled, it sounding nervous. His brown eyes starred into mine. I loved the look of Jack's eyes. I've always said that.

"No Jack, I mean, like-like." I nervously said, my arms being to shake from my position.

"Well, I likey like like you." Jack chuckled, before lifted up by his elbows and pushed his lips on mine. I was surprised at first, but I kissed him back. He likes? He likes.

The kiss didn't last very long, but I was thankful. I think jack's lips are the best thing in offer for me in this world. They're so sweet and the tastes so fucking good. Jack titled his head, confusion. I smiled cheekily, bring my chin up before looking back down at us. Jack wiggled around a bit until he was sat in front of me, his legs open wide. I chuckled, sitting just in front of his feet, but mine crossed.

"What does this make us, Alex?" Jack asked, biting his lip, looking down at his feet. His hands were placed behind him and he was ducking into his shoulders.

"Whatever you want it to be, babe." I winked and then chuckled after. Jack laughed a little too, turning serious again.

"Well...I would uh. I would like you to be...uh-my boyfriend." He mumbled, speaking quickly. I smirked as he blushed.

"Oh really?" I asked, the smirk still stuck on my face. Jack nodded slowly, ducking his head lower.

"I mean, if you want. You don't have to-"

"Only if you'll be mine." I said cheesely. Jack lifted his head up and broke into a teethy grin. I laughed, shaking my head and shifted. I placed myself between Jack's legs, on my knees. I tilted my head so I could look under Jack's fridge that was flopped in his face.

"Is that a yes?" I asked, smiling. Jack looked anywhere but my eyes and nodded shyly, ducking his head a little. I lifted his chin up and looked into his eyes. They looked general happy. We ended up starring into each other's eyes for a long time. I kissed his nose and got up, acting like I didn't. Jack let out a breath and got up along me.

"You know, I'm suppose to ask you questions? You're gonna have to answer them soon, Jack." I said seriously as I walked over to the table. It was the same size as the other one, but a lighter blue.

'Well, uh, ask?" Jack said nervously, it coming out as a question. I nodded, moving the boxes off the table and.chairs and placing them on the floor. Jack helped out a little bit. I love it how helpful Jack is. I love how Jack is.

"Sit, Mr." I chuckled, sitting down on the seat closer to the counter. Jack giggled, sitting beside me. I rolled my eyes.

"In front of me, dipshit. I wanna see your beautiful face, y'know." I smirked and elbowed Jack lightly in the shoulder. Jack made an over-reactive 'owh' making it sound like I had kicked him in the jaw. He got up anyway, but climbed over the table, his butt right in my face. He shake his butt by purpose, looking back to me a sticking his tongue out. I rolled my eyes again. He finally sat down in front of me and I could now stare at him as he talks.

"Questions!" Jack beamed like an five year old. I thought he didn't like being asked questions? I shouldn't complain.

"Hang on, I need to get my clipboard." I reassured, getting out my seat and walking to the corner of the room. I grabbed my clipboard that was in one of the full boxes and made my way back to Jack.

"So, Mr, Barakat," I hummed, looking through my clipboard. I looked at all the information about Jack. I frowned down when I saw 'self harm' I didn't want out blurt out 'why' straight away. I need to think of questions that will lead up to that.

"So, Jack, the first question and most common: How're you feeling?" I asked, feeding Jack that question that changes Jack so much. He took a deep breath, sighing after.

"I'm okay, now." He finally said, fiddling with his fingers. I 'hmm'ed, not quite catching what he's saying.

"You're okay now? Why wasn't you before?" I asked, raising an eyebrow towards Jack. He shrugged, making an cute face.

"School work." He said simply, looking slightly sad now. I remember going through that stage. I always wondered why Art was going to help me be a doctor, but I knew I had to have some A's.

"And what do you do to help you get through that? What releases the stress?" I asked, watching Jack turn straight into zone out mode. I know exactly what he's going to say, and so, I tried to keep calm and relaxed for Jack. Maybe I should help Jack relax? I eyed his hand, wanting desperately to hold it. I remembered what he did last time though. Maybe he was a bit too emotional then? Just do it for fuck sake. I reached forward a little, closing my eyes. I grabbed his hand and opened my eyes slowly. Jack was looking at me, a little smile plastered on his face. Oh, so now he's finished zoning? I rubbed his hand a little, becoming a little nervous. I really don't know why I was nervous, but it just seemed to show up. I felt Jack squeeze back before shuffling his hand so we were locking fingers. I smiled down at our hands, loving the feeling of Jack's soft hands. I then looked up to Jack.

"People may say the way I handle my stress is un healthy. I do believe them, but it's the only way I can release the stress from my body." Jack said slowly, his voice becoming quite distant. Maybe I should go over and hug him? Yeah, probably best.

I got up from my seat, discarding our once connected hands and stumbled my way over to Jack. I bent down a little so I could hug him. He breathed out an shaky breath, hugging me back. I loved Jack's hugs. I loved how much warmth we can make through it-it's relaxing. Jack breathed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Then I felt something wet on my neck. I pouted, bringing myself out the hug and kneeled down the slightest. I lifted Jack's chin up, watching another tear slip down. I smiled weakly, wiping the tear away with my thumb.

"You're too beautiful to cry, " I said seriously, looking Jack straight in the eyes.

"You're too beautiful to be hurting yourself like that." Jack chuckled a little at my words, letting another more tears fall down. I could tell the chuckle was fake and just came out between tears. I felt myself wanting to cry at the boy in front of me, My boyfriend. Oh god, that felt amazing to say.

"What-What you so happy about?" Jack asked quietly, wiping his tears with the sleeve of his jumper. I let go of his chin and Jack brought his head down a little. I smiled a little bit more. I couldn't help the feeling in my belly that is telling me to kiss his face off. I looked up to see Jack's head all the way down. I smiled, bringing his head back up in level with mine and a little close by his chin.

"Because, I just called you my boyfriend in my head, and fuck, it felt amazing." I breathed out, diving my head forward and kissing Jack for the hundredth time today, but I'm not complaining.

Notes

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