Deer In The Headlights

Jack's p.o.v.

I was just about to fall asleep to Foo Fighters, My Hero because I was getting tired. I gave up waiting for Alex because I thought he went home and left me, but why would he leave his phone here? That's when he finally walked in. He had that signature smile on his face as he shuffled to me. I didn't realise he had a guitar in his hand until I heard one of the strings hit against the bed. I sat there puzzled, but glad he didn't just leave me. My cheeks still felt like fire from the heavy, warm tears that fell down like a waterfall. I broke a smile as he looked up to me, his guitar in his laps. He looked back down though ,as he put a black rucksack down beside him. I wonder what he's going to do. He looked back up and showed his dimpled smile.

"Hey." I smiled simply.

"Hey." He said in the same voice tone as me. I laughed a little and looked at his guitar. It was beautiful, and looked slightly new. It was black with white outlining it.

"Sorry I took some time. I just picked some stuff up." He pointed out. I nodded and starred at his quite good looking face. Okay, so yeah, I might have a tiny crush on my doctor. He just has a perfect personality and face. I think I really like him because I feel like he understands me.

"I was thinking about playing the guitar to entertain you." He chuckled. Oh my god! I broke the biggest smile ever at the thought of how nice that is. He actually wants to make me happier; he's the only one that has tried.

"That's so nice! Thank you." He happily nodded and faced his amazing guitar. He strung the strings effortlessly, hitting a random chord. I watched carefully as he tuned it. The noise he made with the guitar was angels flying into my ear. It sounded good! Once he had finished tuning it, he clapped his hands.

"Alright, do you wanna hear an original or a cover?" He asked, joyfully. What?! He makes his own songs? That's so cool.Just when I thought I couldn't find him anymore attractive.

"How about both?" I asked, liking the idea. He nodded, "A cover then an original." He said, coughing a little. I rested a little and I heard the first note being played. Straight away, I knew it was Green Day, When I Come Around. I hummed along with the guitar in my head as I swayed my head side to side. I love Green Day!
' I heard you crying loud,
all the way across town
You've been searching for that someone,
and it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Well, don't get lonely now
And dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight'
you been thinking about ditching me
Oh my God! His voice is so amazing! Where did he get this awesome talent from? Heaven? I think so.

'No time to search the world around Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around
I heard it all before
So don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser to try and flag me down because I know you're right
So go do what you like
Make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your self-doubt means nothing was ever there '
He chuckled and I swear them dimples will be the death of me.

'You can't go forcing something if it's just not right
No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
When I come around
When I come around
When I come around'

By now, my mouth probably looked like a goldfish. I just can't explain how good that was, and what it did to my ears.
"A-Alex! That was amazing, how did you get that talent?!" I asked, amazed. He laughed and shook his head.

"I don't know, but thank you." He thanked. Wow. I looked at him as he looked down at his guitar. His pink, brown and blonde hair flopped in front of his face. I bit my lip at the site. Do I really find my doctor attractive? It's a bit weird, but I guess I do.

"Okay, this song is an original. It's called Jasey Rae." He smiled, and played the first chord. It was a little fast tempo compared to Green Day, When I Come Around. It was amazing how he sometimes bopped his head with the heavenly-type sound that came from his guitar. When he started singing, I was taken back by the lyrics.

Notes

D: Sorry. I said I'd post it yesterday. But one day late doesn't hurt...right?