Sick Little Games

Alex's POV:

Last period of the day has just started. English drags on anyway but when it's nearing the ejd of the day, time seems to go even slower. Our teacher was off ill today so we had somr shitty supply who insisted on teaching Shakespeare, despite the fact that we've not even been studying that. I was sat in my usual place, at the back, nect to a quiet, slightly chubby kid, Patrick I think his name was. In front of me was Zack, so at least I sort of knew someone. Thd teacher was rambling on about Sonnet 130 and you could just about hear the light snores of several students over her shrill tone. I leaded over the table and tapped Zack on the shoulder.
"Hey, dude, ermm do you know why Jack looked a bit shitty thia morning?" He looked puzzeled for a moment until he remembered what I was referring to.
"Dunno, mate. He's been off it sinde Thursday but after the thing that happened on Monday, you know what, he's been quieter than usial. Sorry about that, by the way. You didn't deserve that and believe me, I just wanted to haul him away from you but there's no stopping him when he gets like that." Zack threw me an apologetic smile, his eyes only making hos smile seem more sincere.
"No, it's okay. I've had worse. Rian invited me over to his after school. Will you be there too?" Zack bit his lip, almost like he was contemplating if he should say something or not. It was a fair few seconds before he finally answered.
"No, sorry. I'd love to but I've got a, umm, family thing?" His answer came out more as a question and that worried me sligjtly. Zack turned back around to face the front again wholst I stared at the peeling pain on the walls, willing the time to move quicker so I could finally escapse this happiness-slaughtering hell.

Zack POV:

"...Rian invited me over to his after school. Will you be there too?" How the fuck am I supposed to get out of this one? Fucking hell, I'm shit at lying. Think of something, think of something quick.
"No, sorry. I'd love to but I've got a, umm, family thing?" My answer came out more as a question. Alex seemed to have bought it though. I turned around back to face the front to avoid any further conversation which could potentially jeopardise Rian's plan.

*Flashback*
It was lunch and I was sat at our usual table with Rian to my left and Jack to my right. All the school sluts were hanging over Jack, each wanting something in particular from him. Which was quite ironic considering that Jack is still a virgin and the only thing that has been around his dick is his left hand. I felt Rian nudge my arm, and I looked over.
"Zack, come with me a second. I need to talk to you." I nodded and we both stood up and left, not uttering a word to Jack knowing that he wouldn't have even noticed the lack of our presence.

We walked to the back of the school where we knew no one would be.
"Right, I've got a plan." I sighed, knowing that whenever Rian had a plan it ususally went seriously tits up and I was usually the one to clear up the mess or, in previous situations, bail people out. "I'm gonna get Jack to be civil to Alex."
"Dude, that's never going to work." I cut him off, he looked annoyed so I nodded my head, signalling for him to continue.
"I've invited Alex round to mine after school. I've said Cass will be there, which she probably will be but that's besides the point. Plus, we may need another pair of hands. I've also invited Jack round but he's not coming toll about 4 ish, which leaves time for me and Alex to hang out. I'm not just doing this so they can get on, I do actually want to hang out with Alex: he seems pretty cool. Whag do you think?"
I sighed, knowing that whatever I say will just be pointless. "Yeah, seems like a good idea but where do I come into the equation? I know I'm needed somewhere along the lines."
"Well, I'll kind of need you to hide somewhere in the house incase Jack gets a bit...out of control."
"I don't know, Rian, it's a goo-"
"Please, please, please, plesse, pretty please?"
I gave in, there was no point arguing. "Fine, what time?"
"Sneak in around 3:30 ish? Jack's always early so, yeah. Oh, and Zack? Alex cannot know about this. Alex's can't know that you're there either. It all needs to be a secret." I nodded and walked to my last period: English.
*End of flashback*

I looked up at the clock about the door and smiled when it displayed the time 2:40. Only five more minutes left. I started to pack my stuff away slowly. The bell sounded and there was a sudden chorus of chairs scraping and cheers of joy from students. I left school and started my walk to Rian's, taking a detour via the little shop to buy a can of monster. I walked really slowly so I reached Rian's before Jack but after Rian and Alex. I reached the house dead on 3:30 and slipped in through the back door, knowing that the kitchen was safe as I saw Rian and Alex in Rian's room. I pulled out my phone and text Rian, letting him know that I was currently sat in his kitchen.

Rian's POV:

Alex and I had met up outside the school gates and walked back to mine. We talked about bands and different concerts that we'd been too. It turns out that we have a lot more in common than we realised. Alex seemed a little nervous though, almost like he was anticipating something bad to happen. We got back and went up to my room, Alex stood there, a shocked expression on his face.
"Your room is huge, dude. Wow" I chuckled at his reaction and threw him a PS3 controller. We'd been playing for about ten minutes before I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled it out, reading the message from Zack before shoving it back inside my pocket so Alex didn't read it accidentally or something.

"I fucking suck at this!" Alex whined for about the millionth time as his character on Call Of Duty was killed again.
"Yup, you really do suck." I had to chuckled at his childish whining. It was kind of funny.
"Ri, where's Cass? Not that I came here just because you said she was coming but, you know." Ri? That was a new one.
"Not trying to get with my girlfriend, are you, Gaskarth?" I joked, know that was gay, due to his outburst in form a week ago
"W-What? No, dude. I-I wouldn't do that. Plus, she-she's not really my type." His voice trailed at the end, growing quieter and more scared with each syllable.
"I know, I know, I'm just joking with you. She's coming a little later though." That wasn't a lie: she had to pick her little sister up from school and take her to her grandma's. Alex and I returned to our game until we were interrupted by the door bell. I jumped up and ran down the stairs, leaving Alex to his own devices. I ran past the kitchen and gavw Zack a quick passing glance, just to make sure that he was stoll on stand by.

I opened the door to an impatient looking Jack, who was leaning on the frame.
"Fucking finally, Dawson." I knew it was fake, we did our weird handshake thing before I told him to go upstairs while I grabbed some drinks.
"RIAN, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS FAGGOT DOING HERE?!"
Oh shit, shit, shit. Why didn't I get him to help me with drinks? Well done, Rian. You've screwed this up already. I ran up the stairs, fesring for Alex's safety right now, motioning for Zack to follow me on my way. Zack waited in the hallway, probably wise giving Jack's current state of rage. I looked over to Alex, he was cowering into himself, shaking slightly. I knew he was on the verge of another panic attach. I rushed over to him and sat down beside him. He seemed to have calmed ever so slightly at ly presence but he was stoll shaking. I didn't know what else to do, so I slapped him. I remembered it from when someone else had a panic attack at school. Alex stopped shaking and a heard a howl of laughter come from above me.
"That's it, Rian!" Jack was still laughing above me.

Alex's POV:

I was actually grateful of Rian slapping me. I did not want to have my second panic attack in front of Jack in the same day. I'd stopped shaking but my breathing was still a little short. Jack was laughing, probably at my pathetic state.
"Jack, shut the fuck up! I brought you here for a reason now sit the fuck down." Rian's voice was strong and firm, but not quite shouting. Jack looked defeated and sat down, a pout making its way onto his face. Damn, even in this situation, I still can't help but find him attractive.
"Jack, are you gonna stop being such a dick to Alex? What has he done to deserve this? Huh?" Jack remained silent and just stared down at his hands that were resting on his lap. "Oh, so we're not speaking now, fair enough, Jack. But you're the one missing out. Alex is amazing and you'll be surprised how much you two have in common. There must be a reason, Jack." Rian's voice was a lot calmer now. Jack's head was hung low and his shoulders were shaking slightly. Was he crying? Surely, not. Jack suddenly stood up, all signs of his previous state vanishing.
"BECAUSE HE WON'T LEAVE MY FUCKING HEAD, RIAN!" Jack turned on his heal, pushed past Zack, who was stood in the door way with a shocked expression on his face and stormed down the stairs. We heard the front door slam and the house was silent.

Notes

Heyy,
I don't really know how to feel about this chapter...I don't know, I kind of wanted it to be something better. Oh well.

Thanks for reading :))

Em x