Deer In The Headlights

Alex's p.o.v.

I looked down at my chest when the credits to Home Alone started to play. I had no idea why Jack had chosen it when it's kind of a Christmas film and it's no where near Christmas. Speaking of Jack, his head was placed softly on my chest, his arms also around my chest, hugging me. He had his eyes closed, his mouth parting, dribble forming. I chuckled softly and lightly, not wanting to stir Jack from what looks like a peaceful dream. He looked a lot different from where I had woken him this morning, so I was happy. I continued to stare at him sleeping, loving the way his nose crumbled up as a very quiet snore came out his parted lips. He looked so peaceful and un-touchable. To be honest, I could watch him for hours. His messy 'skunk' hair tickled my neck as he moved his head. I bit my lip from laughing at how it tickles. Jack nozzled his head more into my neck, making me let out a weird cry from the hair tickling me. Jack most've heard because when I cried, his body jumped.

"A-Alex?" I heard a sweet, raspy voice over the background music. Shit, I woke him.

"Sorry, Jacky. Your hair was tickling me and I couldn't stop. It tickled and sorry." I breathed out, actually feeling really guilty. Jack could've been having a nice, peaceful dream for once and I probably ruined it. I felt Jack chuckled before arching his back back, yawning as he raised his arms up. I even found his yawn incredibly cute. Jack stopped yawning, placing one arm on the sofa back and his other on his lap.

"How long was I sleeping for?" He asked, pinching at his legs.

"About thirty minutes, not long, " I answered, pushing my head up, pecking him on the lips again.

"When do you have to go home?" I asked, automatically feeling sad that Jack would leave. Jack shrugged, wrapping himself tighter around me.

"I don't wanna go home." He whined, ducking his head into my neck. I chuckled and then kissed his head.

"You can stay the night again if you want. I really don't wanna be alone, so, yeah." I laughed lightly again. I would really like Jack to spend the night here again. But then again, what about his mum? What if she wants her son back home with her?

"I'll text my mum, saying I'm sleeping with Rian. Well, not with Rian, but at his house. You know what I mean," He rolled his eyes. "My mum should believe me." He smiled, pulling away from me and getting up. I didn't realise how warm Jack was until he was off me. He went to grab his phone that was on the table beside us and sat down next to me, resting his head in my neck again. I smiled, looking at the TV that was now showing the main screen of Home Alone. I sometimes swear Jack is a child. Like when he jumped down the second stair like a kid and I ended up on top of him. That was really fucking awkward for me. I didn't realise I was squeezing his fucking dick. I was squeezing because my hand went all cramped from the fall.

I sighed quietly.

"What should we do now!" Jack beamed. How can you be that hyper when you just woke up five minutes ago?

"Mmm, I'm not sure," I'm such a boring person with a boring house.

"Want breakfast that doesn't require eggs?" I asked, laughing slightly. Jack smiled up to me, kissing my nose while he got up.

"Come on then!" Jack laughed, running of to the kitchen. He's seventeen, but yet he acts like he's a toddler. I rolled my eyes, getting off the sofa. I walked to the kitchen, finding Jack leaning against the side.

"Do you like toast, because I really don't want to cook a big breakfast?" I asked, walking closer to Jack.

"Toast's great!" He nodded, smiling widely. I smiled back at him, leaning down to the cupboard. Luckily, I put the toaster right at the front of the cupboard because I'm suddenly really tired and can't be arsed to take everything out and out them back in. I pulled out the toaster, setting it on the kitchen surface and plugging it in. I went to go get the bread, but I already saw Jack holding it.

"Thanks. How many slices, Barakat?" I chuckled, staring at him.

"You're welcome, and two will do." He smiled. I got out four pieces and placed them in the toaster and pulled the lever down. I then turned to Jack who was right by my side and leaned up to kiss his nose. But he brought my lips to his which surprised me a little. I kissed him back, pushing him back a little. Jack ended up bringing me forward while our lips were still attached. He kept bringing me forward until his back reached the kitchen side. I smiled into the kiss, some kind of explosion going on in my belly. I rested my hand on either side of Jack until they were on the surface. Jack began to lick the bottom of my lip, sending some shivers down my back. I opened my mouth carefully, letting Jack enter and-

'Pop'

I accidentally bit Jack's tongue as I jumped at the sudden pop. God damn you toaster. Jack obviously left my mouth making a weird face while covering his mouth.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, it was the toaster. I-it scared me and I-" I was cut off by Jack's sweet lips connecting to mine. I kissed back, guilt still inside of me. Why do I have to fuck everything up? Jack pulled back shortly after, staring at me.

"I didn't hurt you did I? I'm sorry." I mumbled, guilt still inside of me.

"Alex, it's okay." He said kissing me on the nose before walking behind to the toaster. Fuck, I'm so awkward at everything.

~~~

After we eat our toast and put the plates in the sink, we ended up back on the sofa. As always, Jack's head was resting on my chest. I wasn't complaining.

"Can we play a game?" Jack asked, looking up to me. I loved it when he did that. His eyes were like puppy eyes. He looks so cute.

"I only have one game as my friends decided to borrow all my rest. And the problem is, it's a car game. A bit boring." I chuckled.

"Let's play it!" Jack yelled. I rolled my eyes, pushing Jack off me lightly and going to the ps3. I bent down to get the game.

"Nice ass, Gaskarth." I heard Jack giggling behind me. I blushed, quickly getting back up.

"Shut up." I laughed quietly, my cheeks still feel like they're on fire. I quickly got the game out it's case, quickly placing it in the Ps3 and picked up the other controller. I walked over to Jack, handing him the controller. My hand tingled when he brushed it, making me bush even more. I grabbed my controller from the table. The game started. I've ever only played this once.

"At least it has My Chemical Romance on the soundtrack." I laughed, remembering basically screaming when My Chemical Romance came on. I went to multiplayer and began. I'm defiantly going to lose.

~~~

"Get out my fucking way! Oh my God why are so slow turning corners. Alex move!" Jack whined. He was trying to get past me but my car literally glitched and got stuck against the corner.

"You know what? Fuck you and your stupid Ford bitch of a car." Jack said angrily, driving right into the side of my blue Ford. He kept accelerating into my car.

"Hey, I'm trying okay?!" I laughed at my stuck car. I kept pressing all different buttons but it didn't work. Jack kept crashing into me. I realised it was moving a little bit.

"The car is moving! You're saving it, Jack! Fuck yes!" I shouted. I feel sorry for my neighbours. They probably thought I was high on some type of drug or drunk of my ass. I don't really care, I'm having fun. Jack backed up before slamming into my car and successfully moving away from the corner. Before I could even try to get back driving, Jack drove in front of me.

"Thank fuck for that." Jack breathed out, continuing to beat me.

"Hey! I was first!" I pouted, reversing and finally driving forward again.

"Yeah, you were." Jack said. I can image the smirk on his face.

"Noooooooo! I wanted to win. Fuck you." I whined, placing my controller down as I finally reached the finish line. Even Jack's driver was smirking at me.

"Loser. Loser. Loser. Loser." Jack smirked, pointing his finger at me every time he said 'loser'.

"Shut up, Mark Hoppussy." I chuckled, and then crossed my arms over my chest.

"No, Tom is long." Jack smirked. I gasped, and then went serious again.

"I guess you can say that." My time to smirk now. I looked over to Jack as he looked like he was thinking of something to throw back at me.

"I like you." I whispered to Jack. I think it's lame to say 'I like you', but still. Jack snapped his head to me.

"I like you, too. Another round, now!" Jack shouted the last bit. I shook my head.

"Nu-uh." I said, waving my finger in his direction.

"Please," Jack begged, moving closer to me.

"I'll let you win." Jack whispered, now starring to kiss my neck. Shit, that was sort of hot. I gulped.

"Nope." I said, popping the 'p'. Jack then rested his hand on my upper thigh. This caused my breath to become stiff as he continued to nibble my neck.

"Please." He whispered. Fuck, if he doesn't stop, I'm going to get a fucking boner.

"F-Fine." I gave in. Jack instantly left my neck, his hand coming off my thigh. I let out a breath I was holding in for a while.

"Let's play. Oh, and by the way, I'm not going to let you win." Jack smirked. I scoffed. I'm defiantly going to win.

Notes

I can just imagine Jack getting angry at Alex for blocking the corner with his car on the game. >_> Yay! Thanks for reading. I love youuu. Nearly 30 votes though. >:o