Jack

Jack felt warm inside on his way back home. There was a smile on his face which felt unreal. He hadn’t smiled in a long time. He didn’t hurry to get home for once; he was trotting on happily.
It was a warm summer afternoon, the sun painted everything golden. Everything seemed so quiet and peaceful.

But suddenly, Jack heard someone shouting his name. At first, he kept going, trying to ignore it. But the person reached him and tapped his shoulder. Jack shrieked, nearly having a heart attack. He whirled around.

But it was just Alex. He gave him a little, crumpled piece of paper.

“My number,” Alex said, out of breath. “If you ever need anything, call me. And sorry for scaring you this much.”

“Thank you so much, I’ll keep it in mind,” Jack replied. He was smiling again at the sight of Alex.

“No problem. Would you… like me to walk you home?” Alex offered.

“I… I don’t know? What time is it?” Jack asked.

“3.15 pm.”

“Don’t you need to do confessions?”

“No, all I was hoping for was that you would come,” Alex explained, little smiling lines on his face showing as he smiled.

“Oh, well thank you.”

“Nothing to thank me for. Now, should I?”

“3 pm? Let me think,” Jack said. “Matt… work… 6 pm… Hm… yes?” he said.

“Perfect.”

Jack put the scrap of paper into his pocket and they started walking. A bit of banter about the city ensued, how Jack liked it, how Alex liked it and so on.

They reached the house quickly. Jack walked up the front porch while Alex stayed down.

“Thanks so much, again,” Jack said with a smile. The talk with Alex had made him even happier.

“No problem, it was my pleasure,” Alex replied charmingly with a stunning smile.

“So… Bye?”

“Yeah…”

Alex left. Jack remained on the front porch for a little longer, looking at Alex against the warm rays of the sunlight. He was so grateful for Alex to exist. He turned around and went into the house. He knew nothing could destroy the little bubble of warm happiness in his heart today which Alex had made.

Notes

Aw Alex! You cutie! c:

-Laura