Everything's Magic

Jack walked into school feeling tired. He barely got any sleep last night, worrying about what he was gonna do to Alex in Science. He didn't know why, but when he was about to punch Alex, he just couldn't. Something in Alex's eyes made him melt inside. But the fact that he raised his fist at Alex kept him awake all night. He could never hurt him.

So when he got to science later on in the day, he felt like he couldn't even look at Alex. He still felt a little embarrassed by when he cried into Alex's chest and held him tight. Not to mention the fact Jack ran away when he was going to kiss Alex.

He had no idea why he ran away from that. He guessed he was just really confused because he's been getting a lot of feelings for Alex since the day he turned up at his door with the drawing he drew.

He didn't feel like he could talk to Alex because he might not want to talk back, so he walked into science with his head down, feet lazily directing him to his seat.

Through all classes today, he has managed to ignore Alex by keeping himself quiet and being as far away from him as possible. He didn't mean it in a bad way. It's not like Alex made any attempt to speak to him, anyway.

He sat himself down next to Alex, instantly placing his hands on his knees, biting down on his lower lip. He continued to keep his head down, drawing little circles on his knees. He was not looking forward to this lesson, seeing as they'll be working more on revision posters and notes.

"Afternoon, guys. Okay, I'm gonna do the register, then I want you guys to continue on your revision posters. Okay, so, Abigale?"

As soon as the teacher stopped taking the register and told everyone to get their posters or make more. Jack felt nervous and awkward. What would he do on the posters? Seeing as he had his pissy fit yesterday, he had no idea what he'd have to do.

Alex had gone up to get the stuff they needed, knowing Jack wouldn't. He returned to his seat after collecting the stuff, placing everything in the middle of the table.

"You don't have to do anything if you don't want to." Alex muttered, grabbing the pen from the table, along with the textbook. Jack shook his head, grabbing a pen himself and set to work on colouring the bubbled writing.

He kept taking glances at Alex, noting the way his tongue stuck out a little while he was super concentrated on the writing. He couldn't help taking glances at him, he was basically perfect to Jack. Not to mention he looked hot. Jack didn't know what to do. He could either apologise to him, or ignore him for as long as he can.

He placed the felt-tip pen down, resting his cheek on the table and just stared at Alex. Literally stared at him as he was writing something from the textbook.

Alex obviously felt someone's eyes on him, so his eyes looked over at Jack for a second, the replaced them back on the paper. He then realized what he just saw. His eyes made their way to Jack's, confusion in his face that looked like "what hell are you doing?" but as a playful way.

"What?" Alex asked, his eyebrows furrowed. Jack just shrugged and kept his eyes on Alex. The pink-haired boy just sighed, knowing Jack wasn't going to answer him for some unknown reason.

"Jack, get your head off the table!" The teacher shouted, and Jack groaned, sitting up. Don't think he stopped looking at Alex. Oh no, his head was turned and he continued to stare him. He was doing it for a good reason though, he was trying to figure out what feelings he had for Alex and what he liked and dislike about him. There was nothing on the dislike list yet, accept for the fact he confused him. He hated how Alex could confuse him. The like list was near enough full. He liked everything about Alex from looks to personality. The only problem is, he doesn't really know much about him, and while he's trying to keep up the "ignore Alex" thing, he finds himself wanting to sit down at a park and talk for hours on end with him.

When the class were allowed to leave, Jack basically shot out the room, walking faster than necessary to get home. He just wanted to get home, shower, then sleep, because he was tired as fuck.

And once he got home, he did none of them things.

He ended up on his bed, just staring up at the ceiling, wondering why his belly was full of butterflies when he thought of the pink-haired boy. Memories of Sunday flew through his head. How good Alex's lips tasted good in his. How good his lips were on his...

He shook his head, trying to get all the dirty things out his mind and just concentrate on his feelings. Maybe be confused him because the first time he ever touch Alex was through lust. Would it be different if it wasn't? The only way he could find out was to apologise to Alex, hope he'll forgive, then work his way to feel Alex's lips on his once more.

But would Alex be willing to forgive after how Jack ignored him and made him confused about his feelings much like Jack?

Notes

Hi. Hey. Hello. :D
So, I don't know if this will be less based on Everythin's Magic video now that I've turned it into a full story, but we'll see. :3
I can't believe how many votes, subs and views I have for this already. Seriously, wow. Thanks!