Jack's POV

I avoided everyone for the rest of the day and practically ran home when the end of day bell sounded. What the hell was wrong with me?
I unlocked my front door and ran up to my room. No one would be home for an hour or two, which gave me time to thing. I threw myself onto my bed, taking my ipod out of my pocket. I put it on shuffle and threw it on the mattress beside me. Green Day's 'Basket Case' come on, playing on full volume.

"Jack!" I jumped up at the sound of my name, pulling my earphones out of my ears.
"What?!" I shouted in response. My older sister, May, was stood at the foot of my bed carrying a basket full of my clothes.
"How long have you been asleep?"
"I don't know," I sat up, crossing my legs over. "I don't remember falling asleep."
"Well, Alex is in the living room." She placed the basket of clean clothes at the bottom of my bed and walked out, leaving the door open slightly. "Just go up Alex." I heard her shout. Shit.
He carried himself up the stairs, coming up slower than his normal two-steps-at-a-time pace. I rubbed my eyes and played with my hair, attempting to make it look as though I hadn't just woken up.
"Dude," he pushed the door slightly, looking concerned before stepping into the room. "What's wrong? What was that all about in the canteen?"

Alex's POV

"I'm fine, it was nothing." I walked over to where he was sat up on his bed and took a seat beside him.
"It wasn't nothing and you know you can tell me anything man." I placed my hand on his knee and looked up at him. His eyes were directed on my hand, which I quickly pulled away. He looked directly at me, making eye contact. I thought nothing of it, me and Jack were close and this was nothing new. Not to me anyway. He didn't take his eyes off of me, not even when I broke contact. I could feel his dark, brown eyes staring at me. I looked up at him again when I felt something on my thigh. Jack's hand. Jack's hand was on my thigh. I lowered my eyebrows, almost glaring at the position of his hand.
"Jack..." I looked back up at him. The bed shifted as he moved closer to me.
"Jack!" I shouted, shooting up from the bed. He followed, standing up and backing me up against the wall. My breathing quickened as I watched him lean in and close his eyes. His lips crashed against mine. My eyes stayed open as his body leaned against my own. What the fuck was going on?!
I pushed him off. My breath was short and quick.
"I'm- I'm s-sorry" he stuttered, placing his hands behind his neck and pushing his head back. He closed his eyes, fighting back the tears that threatened to roll down his face.
"I-I- I've gotta go." I lied, pushing myslef off the wall and running downstairs

Notes

There's gonna be a lot more jalex from now on, I promise

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