~Jack's POV~

sort of smut warning.

We reached Alex's house just after 4pm, and our table was booked for 7. I still wasn't sure where we were going to eat, Lex wouldn't tell me and I hated surprises. We were sat on the sofa with our hot chocolates, sitting in our usual snuggle position. There was a film playing on the screen, which Alex was watching, but was was too busy staring at the beautiful boy in my arms to pay any attention to it. His stitches had been removed from his forehead, which would definitely leave a scar, and he was really upset by it. He said it made him look 'ugly' and 'stupid', but I couldn't see any of those things. He was perfect, and I don't know why he couldn't understand that.

"Stop staring at me!" Alex interrupted my thoughts.

"Oh, um, sorry." I looked down blushing. "I can't help it, you're too pretty." It was the truth.

"Shut up." He smirked at me. "Just watch the goddamn movie."

"What is it again?" I wasn't paying attention at all.

"It's Dumbo! Isn't that obvious? It's like the best film, Jay! You really need to pay more attention you know." He pushed himself off of the sofa and gave me a kiss.

"And how am I meant to concentrate on the film when you're like this?" My skinny jeans were growing tighter.

"You'll have to work that one out for yourself." He whispered, and then pushed himself fully on top of me, so I was lying down. My bulge in my pants kept getting bigger as he ground down on me and I let out a throaty moan.

"Someone's eager." I giggled. Alex never really took control, I was always the dominant one. But I liked it.

"I want today to be perfect." He mumbled, his lips still attatched to my face.

"I do too babe, come on, let's finish this upstairs." I pulled him up the stairs, keeping our lips fully connected, and made our way to his room.




It was nearly 7pm, and we were both ready, sitting downstairs and waiting for our cab. I was wearing the clothes that Alex had brought me, and Alex was wearing a black shirt with a white skinny tie and black trousers. He rolled the sleeves half way up his fore arm, and he looked hot.

"Are you sure my head looks okay?" He pointed at the scab, which he was really self conscious about. "I tried to put make up over it, but it's too big."

"Lex, you look perfect just the way you are. Don't change a thing." I kissed his cheek.

The cab beeped from outside, and we made our way to the restaraunt. The drive lasted about 10 minutes, and I couldn't wait to see where Alex was taking me. When he told the driver where we were going, he made sure he whispered it so I wouldn't know. The car took another turn, and we stopped outside the most elegant place, which I had never been to before because it was super expensive.

"The Tree House? Alex you shouldn't have!" I gasped as I took in the beauty of our destination.

"Oh, I did." He smiled, and paid the driver, and then held my hand as we walked in. The restaraunt was built around a giant apple tree, hence the name. Fairy lights hung off the ceiling, and there where lanterns dotted around as far as I could see.

"Do you have a reservation, Sir?" A small man with an Italian accent looked at Alex.

"Gaskarth." He smiled his perfect smile at the waiter.

"This way, please." The waiter led us upstairs and out onto the balcony, where you could see all the apples hanging delicately. He directed us to a table, and we took our seats. We were both handed menus, and were left by the man, who said he would return in a few minutes to take our drinks order.

"Look, we can reach the apples from where we're sitting." Alex giggled, and reached up to pick on of the rosy red fruits.

"Alex, this place, it's gorgeous." I struggled to find the right words.

"I chose a gorgeous place for a gorgeous man." His chocolate eyes stared into mine.

"You're making me blush." I looked down at the menu, looking through all the delicacies that The Tree House had to offer. Tonight was going to be perfect.

"Do you like it? Is it too much?" He asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

"It's perfect, Lex. I couldn't ask for anything more. It's barely even started yet, but this is the best first date I've ever been on."

"Me too, even though it's the only date I've had." He was adorable.

"You're too cute." This time it was his turn to blush.

"Have you chosen your drinks?" The short man wandered up to us.

"We will have your finest champagne, if you don't mind." Alex smirked at me. We were underage, but Alex had obviously pulled some strings with all the cash he had.

"Certainly, Sir."

A few moments later, he returned with a bottle, and we both had some poured out for us.

"To us?" Alex raised his glass.

"To us." I agreed, and we chimed our glasses together, before taking a sip.



We returned just after 11pm, and it was glorious. The best date I've ever been on, by miles.

"Thank you for tonight, Alex. Really, it was amazing. I can't thank you enough." I closed the distance between us and joined my lips to his. The kiss was passionate, and strong, and I loved it. We continued making out for a while, until I broke away. "You want to go for round 2?" I whispered.

"No." Alex looked at me, and I stared at him sadly. "We need to save ourselves for tomorrow. Remember, the whole day, you will be my teacher, and you can teach me what ever you want." Alex's voice was raspy, and it turned me on. "You need to teach me about how to use my mouth, your mouth is amazing, and I want you to feel amazing too. But wait until the morning."

"You're such a tease! Look at this." I gestured down to my pants, which was extremely tight around my area.

"You're going to need a shower, Jacky." He stroked over my bulge, sending shivers up my spine. "And then after, we can snuggle in my bed."

"Ugh, I'm going." And then I slumped upstairs to take care of my problem.

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