Deer In The Headlights

Jack's p.o.v.

I smirked while putting the phone down. I thought that was a sweet move.

"So...who was that?" Rian asked, sitting down next to me, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk on his face. I shrugged.

"Just someone." I replied, placing my arms on my laps. Well, that 'just someone' is more than 'just someone' to me, but Rian doesn't need to know that. He'll probably flip out if I would him I was dating my therapist.

"That 'just someone' seemed to make you blush a lot. You sure it's 'just someone'? I've never seen you blush before, let alone more than once in a short couple of minutes. Who is he?" Rian asked, wiggling his eyebrows. Fuck. I hate it how Rian can read straight through me. Since I came out as gay, Rian was the first one I told, then I finally got the guts to tell my parents. Ever since then, Rian is always giving me looks when I stare at a man for a little too long- even when I stare at them for a split second. He's always wanted me to get with someone. I guess I never really liked or thought about dating until I met Alex.

"Just someone." I replied again, the same tone in my voice. I was smiling inside though. The thought that keeping me and Alex a secret just strangely made me feel all giddy. Wait, he never said we had to keep us a secret.

"Jaackk, tell me." Rian pouted, whining like a bitch.

"Fine. I'm dating someone. But I'm not telling you who he is. Nuh-uh." I smirked, my hands now playing with the quilt as I looked down. No way am I trusting Rian. Even though he's my best friend, I don't know how he'll react. Anyway, I need to discuss with Alex if I could tell him. Or do I need to?

"And why the fuck not?" Rian asked, slapping me on the shoulder. I looked up to him, giving the look of 'If you slap me again, I'll slap you to next Thursday'.

"Don't slap me." I warned, a bit of anger in me. I hate it when people slap me on the shoulder. By people, I mean just Rian. He just annoys me when he does it.

"Why?" He slapped me again. I gave him an angry look.

"Because it's annoying!" I snapped back, trying to move away from Rian.

"Well, if you tell me, I'll stop." Rian smirked. I gasped.

"But that's-" -slap-. I growled, pushing Rian off my bed. He soon recovered, getting up with the same smirk on his face and he walked over to me, standing above me. He smiled, tapping my shoulder just to piss me off. I pushed him, then tackling him on the floor.

"I hate you so-" -slap-

"Tell me." He slapped me across the face. I gasped in horror, bringing my hand up to my face. I'm pretty sure my eyes went black with anger. Rian slapped me behind my hand and I slapped his face back. He ended up slapping me across the other cheek.

"Stop it." I groaned.

Slap.

"Stop-"

Slap, slap.

"Double slap, really?"

SLAP.

"I'M DATING MY THERAPIST, OKAY?" I shouted, breathing deeply. I got off Rian and sat by my bed, my legs up and I cuddled my legs. I'm not ashamed, I'm just scared of Rian's reaction. The last time I remembered, dating your therapist wasn't aloud. It was wrong. That's what it was for other people.

"Okay."

I snapped my head up to Rian. He was smiling proudly at himself. My mouth opened and then closed. Okay? OKAY? He's not going to flip out?

"I-okay? You're not gonna like, flip out and uh, kill me?" I asked, shock shining through my voice. Rian sat up, crossing his knees on my floor.

"Nope. Unless you're forced to date him, and that he's a creep and slightly pedophile-ish, then I won't." Rian smiled. Wow, I wast expecting that.

"He's not forty-odd, is he?" Rian asked, his voice thick with concern. I let out a small chuckle.

"No, he's a little older than me." I said, crossing my legs like Rian.

"Thank God, " He chuckled.

"Hey, I'm really happy for you. I can tell he makes you happy." Rian said. I nodded, agreeing with him. Alex has made more happy than a cute little puppy tilting it's head at me- which is also cute.

"He really does. He's made me really happy, and now I'm on the road to recovery because Alex is my direction." Well that sounded...weird. Rian grinned at me.

"Yeah, how is your... Uh, 'thing' going? I hope you're getting better." Rian said, worried. Rian doesn't know much about my self-harm, and how bad it is. He only knows that I do it.

"I've been clean for two days, but then I started again. The only days I seem to not do it is the days I've been with Alex." It was true though. Alex helps me.

"Alex?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"My uh, boyfriend." I blushed, ducking my head. I heard Rian 'aw'.

"I really want to see this Alex and thank him. Look at you, you're generally smiling. A real smile! All because we're on the topic about him!" Rian aw'ed again, tackling me with a hug. I chuckled, pushing him off me.

"Shut up." I mumbled, getting up to yet fall on my bed.

"I like him a lot, Rian."

Notes

Hey, guys! I changed the 'short description' of this story, because it said 'Alex is Jack's doctor' and well, he was, but now he's his therapist so sjsjsjdn. I don't know, I felt like I needed to changed it. Pretty poop description, but it's k