The one where Jack broke his nose tickling Alex

Jack's P.O.V.
It was a Saturday evening and I was at Alex's - like every Saturday evening since 7th grade. We were cuddling while watching a movie, I don't even remember the title because I was focused on Alex. His head rested on my chest and his left arm was around my waist, his hair was messy and his eyes were glued to the TV. Actually I don't know if best friends are supposed to cuddle but that's what we've always done, and maybe - just maybe - it's because of this that I have feelings for him. "Stop staring, you weirdo" he said not even turning to face me. "I'm not staring" I replied. "Yes, you are. You do this a lot, actually" chuckling Alex said and then locked his eyes with mine. I couldn't handle his stare - those puppy eyes make me wanna kiss him so bad - so I flipped us so I was on top of him and I started tickling him. "Jay! Jay, oh my God stop it!" He yelled through fits of laughs but I kept going. "Jack for fuck's sake! S-stop! Get the f-fuck off of me!" He tried to roll away but I kept him in place, so he started kicking. I backed away but one of his flying legs hit my face. I fell backwards onto the bed feeling a lot of pain. "Jack, are you... oh my fuck, Jack! I'm so sorry! Get up, I'm taking you to the hospital!" He screamed. I didn't realize how bad I was until I saw the red dots on my shirt. I suddenly found a mirror and I almost fainted seeing the blood covering my face. "Jack, hurry the fuck up!" I stumbled down the stairs and got in Alex's car. He kept repeating that he was sorry, I replied it was not his fault and we arrived at the hospital in less than no time. The doctor said I broke my nose, gave me some painkillers and sent us back home. Alex stayed silent until we got back in the car then said 'I'm sorry' one more time. "Alex, it's okay. I'm not dying" I tried to reassure him while watching my reflection on the driving mirror. "Oh fuck, because I didn't already have a big enough nose!" I said dramatically. "Your nose is not so big" Alex replied. "Yes it is" I said sighing. "I like your nose" he didn't even look at me, eyes focused on the street. "Really?" My voice was full of hope. "Hell yeah! And I also like your eyes, your smile... your lips..." the last two words were basically a sigh but I heard them, though I don't think that he realized it. He drove me home and smiled at me for the first time since he kicked me, I took a deep breath and did what I wanted to do the most since I met him. I kissed him. It was a quick peck but it gave me butterflies anyway. "I like your lips too" I said getting off of the car and leaving him with his mouth open. I turned just before entering my house, weaving my hand, and he smiled the brightest smile I've ever seen. Breaking my nose don't seem so bad, after all.

Notes

hey y'all C: I don't know where this came from but it seemed cute so I wrote it ^^ sorry if there are some mistakes... well, I hope you enjoy