I'm gonna break down these walls...
Ive never told a lie, I guess that makes me a liar
Jack's POV
Me and Alex spent the rest of the day under the tree. We skipped 5th and 6th, talking just talking about the past, our scars. He cried every now and then, the tears dripping down his guitar as he sang. He voice made me smile, I felt like we had been friends forever.
I looked at my phone to find it was 4:30, "Hey Alex, I've got to go." Alex's face was emotionless. "Do you want to come round, I know we just met but-"
"Yeah sure." He said smiling. This all felt way too good to be true, I had a friend, and he shared things with me, things he said nobody knew about but his songs. I liked the way he reffered to his music as people, how much music meant to him. He said that two minutes of a song was better than 2 years of therapy for him.
Alex's POV
I was so close to telling Jack I was gay. So close. I feel like I wouldn't be judged by him. This was all going so well, too well. I'd told him about my brother, my constant travelling parents, the back stabbers, the judging people, the rumors. I told him everything. Well, nearly.
We made our way to Jack's house which happened to be only 2 minutes from mine. I didn't tell him that though, he already knew way too much about me. I hadn't opened so many doors for him to walk into. Every single thing I told him took him deeper and deeper into me, every door he went through would cause me more pain if he left. Which he will, probably. I don't hate myself like he does though, he has this raw hate about who he is and what he looks like, although he looks pretty perfect to me. I dont mind the way I look, I could be a lot better looking, but I suppose I could be worse.
Jack's house was quite big, a big staircase lead upstairs and just around the cornor of it was the kitchen, the livingroom was the first room you stepped into. Jack flicked some switch and the electric fire turned on.
"You hungry?" Jack said walking through to the kitchen. I followed him nodding. We munched on some cheese and ham "sammys", as he called them, that he had made.
His bedroom was up the stairs and it had already been covered in blink and WTK posters. We sat on his bed as he played his guitar. I started to reconise it and then realised he was playing one of the songs I wrote, Therapy. He started playing an Em and started frowing moving his fingers around. I pulled down his other accoustic and hung on the wall and he soon caught on until we were playing together.
I soon headed to get my dinner. My parents had been away for 7 weeks now and I was used to making dinner. Tonight I didn't feel like cooking, I phoned the pizza takeaway and half an hour later I had shoved a whole 12" pizza down my throat.
I was scared of being hurt, I had daydreams, or dream-nightmares about Jack spreading around everything I told him. I was scared of falling for him, falling hard and him not willing to catch me. The worst thing of all was I felt all these feelings on the first day of meeting him. I decided I was going to ignore Jack from now on, for better or for worse.
Jack's POV
I never saw Alex in the morning, or at break or lunch, infact I hadn't seen Alex all day. Something inside of me ached but I swallowed it down and got on with it. It was 6th period and I made my way to my new chemistry class and spotted Alex's perfect face walking towards me. His eyes showed panic as he saw I had noticed him. I ran through the crowds and reached him. Him and me were alone by that time.
"Hey you wern't at our tree today." I said sounding 5 years old. We decided it would be our meeting point at lunch.
"Our? Who said that?"
"You did! What's up? I haven't seen you at all today. I was worried about you." I said pouting looking down at the ground.
"Why Jack? We just met. Have you not got the message yet? Just stay away from me, got it?"
"A-alex-"
"Don't speak to me!" He spat out angrily walking into the filled classroom. I felt tears threatning to spill down my cheeks but I blinked them away and walked into class. The teacher stood up and introduced me, she told me to take the spare seat at the back. It was an empty desk, fit for two people. Alex was sitting beside Zeki, I think. The guy Alex said had spread arounf that he was gay, some friend.
"Right its a new term, and I hope you are all well. Instead of boring you with information I decided to create a project for you's." A few cheers filled the room. "You are to pair up, you can choose who as long as I am fine with it, and find out about how things grow mould or yeast. You are to do an experiment with something that grows any of the two." I felt emtpy and alone as I watched everyone reach for their friends, including Alex. "No bloody way Gaskarth and Lester!" They laughed. "No Alex you go with Jack and Phil you go with Liz." Alex's jaw dropped, looked like his plan of ignoring me wouldn't turn out the way he wanted it to. He moved slowly into the seat beside me and "Fat Liz" as everyone called her, took Alex's old seat.
He sighed as he took the seat keeping as far away from me as possible. "If you think this is a girly little bonding time for us you're wrong. You do all the finding out and you put my fucking name on it you got that?" I nodded, so this is how things would be now.
Me and Alex spent the rest of the day under the tree. We skipped 5th and 6th, talking just talking about the past, our scars. He cried every now and then, the tears dripping down his guitar as he sang. He voice made me smile, I felt like we had been friends forever.
I looked at my phone to find it was 4:30, "Hey Alex, I've got to go." Alex's face was emotionless. "Do you want to come round, I know we just met but-"
"Yeah sure." He said smiling. This all felt way too good to be true, I had a friend, and he shared things with me, things he said nobody knew about but his songs. I liked the way he reffered to his music as people, how much music meant to him. He said that two minutes of a song was better than 2 years of therapy for him.
Alex's POV
I was so close to telling Jack I was gay. So close. I feel like I wouldn't be judged by him. This was all going so well, too well. I'd told him about my brother, my constant travelling parents, the back stabbers, the judging people, the rumors. I told him everything. Well, nearly.
We made our way to Jack's house which happened to be only 2 minutes from mine. I didn't tell him that though, he already knew way too much about me. I hadn't opened so many doors for him to walk into. Every single thing I told him took him deeper and deeper into me, every door he went through would cause me more pain if he left. Which he will, probably. I don't hate myself like he does though, he has this raw hate about who he is and what he looks like, although he looks pretty perfect to me. I dont mind the way I look, I could be a lot better looking, but I suppose I could be worse.
Jack's house was quite big, a big staircase lead upstairs and just around the cornor of it was the kitchen, the livingroom was the first room you stepped into. Jack flicked some switch and the electric fire turned on.
"You hungry?" Jack said walking through to the kitchen. I followed him nodding. We munched on some cheese and ham "sammys", as he called them, that he had made.
His bedroom was up the stairs and it had already been covered in blink and WTK posters. We sat on his bed as he played his guitar. I started to reconise it and then realised he was playing one of the songs I wrote, Therapy. He started playing an Em and started frowing moving his fingers around. I pulled down his other accoustic and hung on the wall and he soon caught on until we were playing together.
I soon headed to get my dinner. My parents had been away for 7 weeks now and I was used to making dinner. Tonight I didn't feel like cooking, I phoned the pizza takeaway and half an hour later I had shoved a whole 12" pizza down my throat.
I was scared of being hurt, I had daydreams, or dream-nightmares about Jack spreading around everything I told him. I was scared of falling for him, falling hard and him not willing to catch me. The worst thing of all was I felt all these feelings on the first day of meeting him. I decided I was going to ignore Jack from now on, for better or for worse.
Jack's POV
I never saw Alex in the morning, or at break or lunch, infact I hadn't seen Alex all day. Something inside of me ached but I swallowed it down and got on with it. It was 6th period and I made my way to my new chemistry class and spotted Alex's perfect face walking towards me. His eyes showed panic as he saw I had noticed him. I ran through the crowds and reached him. Him and me were alone by that time.
"Hey you wern't at our tree today." I said sounding 5 years old. We decided it would be our meeting point at lunch.
"Our? Who said that?"
"You did! What's up? I haven't seen you at all today. I was worried about you." I said pouting looking down at the ground.
"Why Jack? We just met. Have you not got the message yet? Just stay away from me, got it?"
"A-alex-"
"Don't speak to me!" He spat out angrily walking into the filled classroom. I felt tears threatning to spill down my cheeks but I blinked them away and walked into class. The teacher stood up and introduced me, she told me to take the spare seat at the back. It was an empty desk, fit for two people. Alex was sitting beside Zeki, I think. The guy Alex said had spread arounf that he was gay, some friend.
"Right its a new term, and I hope you are all well. Instead of boring you with information I decided to create a project for you's." A few cheers filled the room. "You are to pair up, you can choose who as long as I am fine with it, and find out about how things grow mould or yeast. You are to do an experiment with something that grows any of the two." I felt emtpy and alone as I watched everyone reach for their friends, including Alex. "No bloody way Gaskarth and Lester!" They laughed. "No Alex you go with Jack and Phil you go with Liz." Alex's jaw dropped, looked like his plan of ignoring me wouldn't turn out the way he wanted it to. He moved slowly into the seat beside me and "Fat Liz" as everyone called her, took Alex's old seat.
He sighed as he took the seat keeping as far away from me as possible. "If you think this is a girly little bonding time for us you're wrong. You do all the finding out and you put my fucking name on it you got that?" I nodded, so this is how things would be now.
Notes
I felt like things were going too fast and too well atm so lets just shake things up:)Thanks commenting and subscribing!
Will update tomorrow or somthing:3
6/4/13