He Hasn't Been Sober For Days

"Sure, whaddya need?" I agreed.

"Could I come round? Y'know..a jam session...like you said"

"Yeah, yeah, of course!"

"Awesome"

"Where are you? I'm gonna come and pick you up, you sound drunk"

"I'm not drunk. I've been drinking but I'm not drunk. I'm at my house" he told me where it was.

"Alright,I'll be there soon. Don't do anything too stupid"

"yes, mom" he retorted before hanging up quickly.


When I arrived at jacks house, he was nowhere to be seen. I'd rang the doorbell and knocked on the door a few times but there was no answer. I got my phone out and was just about to dial his number when I heard him scream my name. Suddenly I felt a weightload on my back at the same time as two arms slung themselves around my neck.

"Hey gaskarth!"

"Hi jack" I laughed.

"See? Told you I wasn't drunk. I can say your name watch..Alexander William Gaskarth. Not drunk! Couldnt say Alexandra Willmiam Gaskrarf if I was drunk, could I? See? Not drunk!" he told me. I laughed and forced him off my back.

"You are drunk, Jack. C'mon lets go!" I took his hand and pulled him over to my car, gesturing to the passenger seat. He clambered in then sat surprisingly quietly and still whilst I went to get in. I looked over at him whilst I started the engine. He was curled up in the fetal position cuddling a bottle of jack daniels. He looked upset.

"Whats up?" I asked him. I forced myself to swalow my craving for the whiskey.

"My family dont want me" he said simply with a small sigh. His big brown eyes met mine for a second. That was the first time I saw helplessness and desperation in his eyes.

I wasn't sure how to reply to that so I just nodded as if I understood. He didnt seem to care about he fact that I'd barely answered him. That was one of the things I liked about jack, even from the first time we met. He just didnt give a fuck.

"So...do you want me?" a small voice asked me shyly.

"I'm here, aren't I?" I avoided answering the question because, really, I wasn't sure how to answer wihout possibly giving jack the impression that I wanted his dick in my ass.

"Yeah.." he nodded before staring down at his lap in silence.

"Yeah! You are here!" he exclaimed suddenly, a grin stretching across his face. I glanced at him and couldn't help smiling.

"Uh..yeah, thats right" I chuckled, looking over to him as I stopped at a redlight.


Before I knew it, jack was leaning over close enough to me that I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He drunkenly laughed like a child and pushed his hands into my hair, kissing me. I didnt kiss back due to shock and the fact that his tongue tasted like jack daniels in my mouth and it had been a while since I had been able to savour the taste of any sort of alcohol. He pulled away and frowned at me.

"Come on baaaabe..I know you waaaaant iiiiiit" he said in a sing-song voice as he pressed his hand against my crotch, squeezing, coincidentally, right where my dick was.

"Jack!"

"Eeeeeeeeeverybody wants jacks dick!" he opera sang, sitting back in his seat and bursting into splutters of giggles.

"Drunk, you're adorable. sober..ehh, bit of a dick" I laughed, sure he wouldn't remember any of it in the morning.

"Don't be an ass" he slapped the back of my head.

"Are you sure you dont wanna just watch a movie or something instead? I mean, you're pretty smashed. Can you even spell guitar, let alone play one?"

"Git. Are. There, guitar"

"That is not how you spell guitar"

"Doesn't matter if I can spell it, you cocksucker. I am like a guitar playing god. I could play that shit in my sleep behind my back"

"If you think I'm letting you near my guitars in this state, you are very sadly mistaken"

"What? I'm fine, what are you on about?" he said, his words beginning to slur.

"Yeah, right. Come on, lets go inside and sober you up" I laughed. I got out of the car then went round to jacks side to help him out, pretty certain he'd fall over if I left him to it.


He curled his arm around my waist and leaned into me as I helped him into my apartment.

"You're a good friend. A veeeeeeeeery good friend. A very very very very good friend" he told me as he patted my cheek gently.

"Mhmm, sure, c'mon, sit down" I told him, pulling him over to the couch. He did as I said and I took the bottle of whiskey from his hands.

"Did I say you could have some of that?!"

"Did I say I was going to have some of it?"

"Shut up" he groaned and lay down. I laughed at him before making him a coffee.

"Jack, coffee"

"Nooooo, I don't want coffee. I want to drink mooooore" he whined.

"No, you need to drink some coffee. Come on, I know you dont want to but you need to" I said. He pulled a face at me.

"I tell you what, if you sober up, we can watch home alone. I know its your favourite"

"You remembered!" he grinned as he took the cup of coffee from my hands, blowing it gently. I smiled at him then went and sorted out the dvd. I went to the toilet and when I came back, jack was curled up on the couch under a blanket. His eyes lit up as he spotted me coming back into the room.

"Come on! I wanna watch home alone!" he grinned and made grabby hands at me. I chuckled and took a seat next to him.


At some point during the movie, jack slipped into a slumber, his head lolling against my chest. I couldnt help myself from shifting slightly to make him more comfortable.

Notes

OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I UPDATED. YOU GUYS SHOULD HATE ME. I AM A TERRIBLE PERSON. I APOLOGISE.


BUT HERE! HAVE SOME JALEX TO MAKE UP FOR IT YAYYYYYYYY



I've actually had some wifi issues so I'm gonna blame that but yeah, even so, it shouldn't have taken me this long to update, sorry!


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