*Jack*

“I fucked up…I fucked up badly. My whole life is ruined, I want to die!” I cried on the phone to Matt. I called him as soon as I left Alex’s.

“Jack?!?! What happened? What’s wrong?” he asked quickly.

“I kissed Alex, I fucking ruined everything Matt.”

“God damn it Jack! I thought something bad happened.”

“Something bad did happen, I fucked everything up.”

“I mean, I thought it was like a serious emergency, dumb ass.”

“It is a serious emergency,” I whimpered.

“Shut up. Now tell me what happened.” He exclaimed and I explained everything that occurred while I was with Alex to him.

“He didn’t yell or say anything at all to you?” He asked right after I finished talking.

“No, but I left before he got the chance to.”

“Look, Jack just try to get some sleep, okay? I’m sure Alex knows it was a mistake. You’re probably worrying over nothing.” Matt said in a matter-of-factly, as if he was sure everything is going to be okay. It’s not, though.

“I hope so.” I said before I got off the phone with Matt and laid down in my bed. I tried my best to close my eyes and go to sleep, but it was impossible so I turned on Netflix and started season three of Gossip Girl.

**The Next Day**

I woke up at 1pm the next day, after not falling asleep till four in the morning. I looked at my phone and saw that I had two missed calls from Alex. He probably was calling to tell me it would be best if we didn’t see each other again, who would blame him? I didn’t bother returning the call instead I went to the kitchen to make me some breakfast; waffles.

*Alex*

I called Jack twice today, once at 11pm and again at 12pm. I stopped because I didn’t want to freak him out; I guess I’ll just wait for him to call me back. I was still lying in bed having no motivation to move at all today, which is what I always do on Sundays. When I heard a knock on my door and before I could say anything it was opening with Cassadee walking in.

“Hey why are you still in bed?” she wondered as she walked towards my bed.

“You know I could have been getting off in here and you would have walked in and saw my dick,” I laughed as she rolled her eyes at me.

“Answer my question,” she demanded and I sighed heavily.

“I don’t know, Cass. I don’t feel like moving.”

“Are you sure this has nothing to do with Jack?” she asked in an accusing manner, and I raised and eyebrow at her. Albeit she was right.

“Okay, okay. Only, like, ten percent of it has to do with Jack.” I said, defending myself, but I do sound rather obvious, and she gave me a stern look.

“Okay, fifty percent.” I tried. She was still staring.

“Okay! Okay! It’s one hundred percent Jack! But can you blame me? He kisses me, has me questioning my sexuality, and now he won’t even return my calls! It’s driving me insane! He’s driving me insane.” I continued to rant at her, not even knowing that Rian came in.

“Why don’t you go over to his house and talk to him in person?” Rian suggested and left to go get ready for work. Well, it would’ve been a wonderful idea,

“I don’t know where he lives.” I said, clearly upset about the whole situation, I just wanted to talk to Jack, he was the one that made me question everything!

“He’s basically a celebrity honey, Google it.” Cassadee pointed out. So I pulled out my phone and searched, ‘the owner of Jagk’, because I couldn’t remember Jacks last name. Google told me it was Barakat and then I searched for his address. Sure enough it popped up in the first link. I put his address into my gps and found out it was a fifteen minute drive from my apartment to his house. I prepared myself to move from my comfortable bed and make myself presentable. After showering and getting dressed I went to look for Cassadee so she could fix my hair for me since she was a hair stylist. I found her in the kitchen eating breakfast…well, lunch, alone because Rian had to work today, he’s the manager of a health insurance company called Turbine.

“Cassadee, will you do my hair for me, please?” I pleaded, prolonging the ‘e’ just to emphasize it, and gave her my famous puppy dog face. She eventually caved in and sighed, gesturing for me to come closer to her.

“Come on, I only have an hour before I have to go in for my shift.”

It took 30 minutes and half a bottle of hair spray for her to do my hair. I looked sexy if I could say so myself. She made it look like I had sex hair, but it was good not like bed head. I’ve been wanting to dye my hair ‘cause I’m sick of it being dark brown, but I’ll have to burn that bridge when I get there.

After I checked for everything I needed, I said good-bye to Cassadee as I jumped in my Honda Civic and listen for the directions to Jack’s. I was right around the corner when I pulled over to a gas station to step out, get some fresh air, and think. I was panicking. I was going over here to tell another guy that I had suddenly had feelings for him and I’ve only really known him for what, six days? And what about my dad? What would he think about me dating another guy? I couldn’t do that to him, I’m all he has left.

I was about to step back in my car and drive back home when I saw I was next to a silver BMW. ‘Couldn’t be?’ I thought to myself, but I was proven wrong when I saw Jack walking out of the gas station with an ICEE in his hands. He looked up and our eyes met. I had no idea what to say to him, I was literally lost for words.

Notes

Eh I'll put up the first ten instead.