Everything has fallen to pieces,
Earth is dying help me Jesus
We need guidance, we've been misled,
young and hostile, but not stupid.


Jack's p.o.v.

I was shocked from what Alex suggested.

Being his guitarist sounded really great. It meant that I could go on tour with him. I could see massive crowds. I could play for crowds.

To me, that all sounds completely perfect.

What if we make it big one day? Get a bassist and a drummer. Be a whole band.

"I - that sounds so fucking cool! Would I be able to?" I asked in excitement. I was also shocked because Alex was actually suggesting this. He asked.

"Yeah, why not?"

I quickly threw my arms around him, giving him a tight hug in thankfulness. He hugged me back, even if the guitar was in the middle of us.

"Thank you." I gave him a light squeeze before pulling away, a massive, happy grin spread across my face.

"You're welcome. Come on, let's go tell the guys."

"Wait, I need to tell my mum first." I said as I got my phone out. Alex got up and placed his guitar on the other side of the room before moving back to me.

"Mum? Yeah, hello. I'm fine, how are you? Good. I've got something to say... I was wondering if you were okay with me touring with Alex," I said, but soon realized she didn't know who Alex was. "A friend of Zack's." I said when she asked me who he was. I couldn't say I wanted to tour with someone I met backstage. I'm sure she'd never let me go.

We talked a little longer than I expected, as I was trying my hardest to convince her that it was safe and that it was my future. She finally broke in, and I nearly screamed.

"Does she need to pick me up?" I asked, turning to Alex. He seemed uncertain at first by the way he bit his lip and his eyebrows furrowed a little, but then he shook his head.

"No. I'm quite sure there has to be room here for you." He confirmed, smiling at me. I told my mum that she didn't have to pick me up, and that I'll miss her. Zack will probably visit her a lot, as he had family problems that he wanted to get away from.

Hanging up, I let out a breath, placing my phone in my jumper pocket. I'll tell Zack the news later.

"So... It's okay then?" Alex asked. I nodded.
"Okay, come on then." He got up and so did I. I followed him out the room and into the living room to find three of my heroes standing there. I nervously stood beside Alex - maybe a little too close. I was still nervous around them. They're famous, rich and successful - what I'm never gonna be.

"Dad, Mark, Travis," Alex got the attention of all three of them. "So, me and Jack have decided that he should be my guitarist." He said slowly, drifting off at the end as if he was waiting for something.

"Oh." Mark said, and all three of them had a look of amusement of their faces.

We all kinda stood there in silence, and I started feeling awkward and uncomfortable by the lack of talking.

"Okay," I heard Tom say, finally breaking off the horrible silence, "it'll be nice to have another face to join us." He smiled at me.

I swear I could've died right on the spot. He fucking smiled at me. Okay, I need to stop fangirling.

"What, really?" Alex asked in shock, much like what I was feeling. Tom turned to Mark and Travis, and they all nodded.

"Fuck yeah! Thank you all. Where can Jack stay, though?"

"Well we're going to be staying in hotels for the rest of tour, we can sort something out." Mark spoke up, smiling at the both of us.

"Alright, okay. Anyway, I need to be getting ready." He turned to me and grabbed my hand, slowly interlocking our fingers. I blushed as I was fully aware of the trios' eyes on us as we walked back to Alex's room.

"You don't have to play my show today. You don't even know any of the songs, so I'll teach you them soon, yeah?" Alex was re-styling his hair as he asked the question. I instantly nodded, letting out a "yeah".

~~~

"Wanna come backstage?" It was about ten minutes later and Alex was finally ready. We just messed around telling each other inappropriate jokes. Just having fun before he had to leave to go to the stage. I, of course, agreed, wanting to see my boyfriend perform again.

My heart fluttered, and my belly filled with tingles at the idea of seeing him perform as my boyfriend.

I'm definitely going to be really fucking proud of him, as he previously told me that it was his dream to be out on stage playing a show for people who were interested in him. Even if they weren't interested, he still found it enjoyable to be out there.

Getting backstage, the guy whose name I learned to be James, handed him his acoustic. He did some stretches, and maybe I couldn't keep my eyes off him as he did so. He also did some vocal warm-ups that I laughed at because he sounded ridiculous at some of them. But when he sang a short couple of lines from his songs, I just admired the beauty in his voice.

Blink came up and wished Alex before he got on, then going to do their warm-ups.

It surprised me when it was time for Alex to go on, he gave me a peck on the lips with a cheesy smile before walking onto the stage.

A tingling sensation was let on my lips the whole time he was on stage, and I never knew how much I could crave someone's lips on mine. His lips on mine.

After he came off stage - a little sweaty - he handed his guitar to James before walking straight over to me.

"I would give you a hug right now, but I smell like shit." He laughed, and I just smiled at him. He was more energetic on stage then the first time I saw him play. I guess he wasn't as scared as the first time he was out there. I know I would be scared.

He was amazing, nonetheless.

"You were great." I complimented, trying not to laugh at his messy hair. His cheeks shaded with red just the slightest, but he just grabbed my hand and started leading us back to the bus.

"I'm gonna take a shower. Um, help yourself to anything. Watch anything on the shitty TV or play the guitar in my room if you want."

"Okay, I think I'll play the guitar."

"Okay, I'll try not to be too long." He kissed my cheek and closed the door to the bathroom. I let out a breath to try and kill my heated cheeks and the familiar feeling in my stomach and went to his room. Picking up the guitar instantly, I sat on his bed.

I tried memorizing the songs Alex was playing, hoping that I could at least get one chord, but I failed and started playing some Green Day.

Right now, I'm super fucking happy. I get to be Alex's guitarist and tour with Blink-182. Not many can say that their first tour was with a famous legendary band like blink. I was lucky.

After a while, I decided to ring Zack up and tell him about what's going on. He of course sounded sad that I was leaving him for a couple of weeks, but seemed alright.

"Guess what, Zack?" I bit my lip from the smile that was trying to break through my lips.

"What?" Classical Zack: never guessing. He sounded amused though, so that made me more happy.

"You know the Alex I was on about?" I asked with my voice kinda down, not wanting Alex to hear me talk on and on about him, even though he was in the shower.

"Of course. How can I not forget?" He chuckled, and I rolled my eyes. Maybe me and Zack talked a lot about Alex. I still refused to tell him I liked him, even though he guessed it.

"Well...we may or may not be dating." I giggled at the end from happiness, but also shyness. I heard Zack gasp and then choke on the other end. He quickly recovered himself.

"Seriously? Wow, congrats, Jack. I saw this coming; I fucking saw this coming. I should be a fortune teller." Zack laughed, and so did I. My best friend is crazy, and that's why he's my best friend.

"Yeah, good luck with that. I'm gonna get going because I heard the shower stop. Keep me updated on the future." I teased playfully. Zack let out a groan.

"Why, are you afraid of talking to me while he's there, Jwacky?" I heard tell he was fake pouting from the other line, which made me smile.

"No, Zack. I'm quite sure he's afraid of you."

"More like angry.Especially when I give you hugs." We both laughed some more before saying goodbye. As soon as I placed my phone in my pocket, Alex waltzed in with a towel just placed over his head. He had clothes on, of course. I chuckled at the towel quietly, finding Alex adorable.

"What's up?" He asked, turning around and rustling his hair with the towel.

"Mm, nothing." I replied, watching him. He walked over to me and pulled the towel off from his head. He then shook his head in front of me face, water spitting on my face.

"Alex." I groaned, then laughed. I wiped my face with my sleeve, drying it.

"I shouldn't of done that where there's electric." He laughed. Oh yeah, Alex, just cause a fire. I laughed at myself.

"Shouldn't of done it anyway." I playfully groaned again. He came and sat next to me, continuing to rub the towel through his hair while looking at me. I found it incredibly cute, but also sexy at the same time.

I reached over to his head, placing my hands to the side of his head where his hands weren't, and rubbed his hair with the towel. He let out a little laugh as he ducked his head to dry the back of it. It's amazing how we're this comfortable with each other. We did form an instant friendship that turned into more, so maybe that's why. We haven't really seen each other much. This is my second time meeting him in person, but we did talk a lot online.

After we were finished drying his hair, we heard the others come in. I wasn't sure who the others" were, but I did recognise Mark's voice. My heart leaped in chest. I don't think I'm ever going to get used to my idols being so close to me.

"Come on. Let's get something eat." I nodded and followed Alex once again out the door.

God, these weeks are going to be the best weeks of my life.

Notes

I wrote this in one day. I am proud of myself cx

I may use lyrics for the title name at some points maybe, so yeah.

I hope you enjoyed this, even if it wasn't that eventful. I have a reputation with starting fics with no ending/middle plots. I just really wanted to post this story because it was different and stuff. :3