My Only One (Jalex)

Alex's POV:

Things between Jack and I were going brilliantly. Since the incident with his dad, he's been spending his week nights at Rian's and the weekends at mine. It was great: it meant that we could spend more time together. I got to know a lot more about Jack and that made me incredibly happy. With every little thing that I found out about him, I found more about myself. I truly believe that he is the one for me. We understand each other, we don't always need conversation to be comfortable with each other and we just generally got each other. He was perfect for me and I had no intentions of letting my slip through my grasp.

I'd said to myself a few times about how much I loved certain things about him and, when I was alone, I often found myself questioning whether I actually love him. It was certain that I was falling for him though. I didn't want to sat those three words to him until I was completely and utterly certain that I meant it. I don't think that I fully love him yet but I know it won't be long until I do.

Jack and I had been officially together for three months now, but it felt like much longer. He just made me so happy and he's already supported me through a lot. My mind wandered back to the little memorial service that I decided to hold for Dan a short while ago.

We arrived at the little forest clearing that Dan and I used to escape from. The two little seats that we had made from a fallen tree were still there, covered in moss. It just made the scene even prettier. My mom had decided to fly over to the UK with my dad to go to his actual funeral, meaning that it was just Jack and I. I laced my fingers with Jack's, my nerves starting to build.
"Dan and I used to come here all the time when we were younger...My mom and dad used to argue a lot and even though there was a significant age gap between us, he still looked after me before he moved away. We discovered this clearing one day when we decided that we couldn't stand being in the house for a second longer: the constant arguing was getting to us. We made those two seats and we used to come here and talk and play Pokemon together."
Jack squeezed my hand as my voice broke. I tried my best not to cry but it got too much. I broke down in sobs, immediately flinging myself into Jack's arms. I cried into his chest until I felt like I couldn't cry any more.
"Let's get this over with..."

I walked over to the seats and sat down in the one that Dan always used to sit in, wanting some sort of connection to him. I didn't care about the damp moss that was making my ass cold. I just needed to say my goodbye to Dan in the way that I knew he'd want.
"Hey, Dan... It's strange not hearing from you. We'd only just started to grow close too. I timed it so your actual funeral would be over once I started me own little thing. I thought you should be able to see both yourself without being double-booked, I know you always hate it when that happens. I'm gonna miss you, Dan. I'm going to miss staying up late so we could talk. I'll miss your sense of humour that not many seem to comprehend. I'm going to miss your voice. Fuck it, I'm just going to miss everything about you..."
I wiped away a stray tear before pulling Jack onto my knee so I could continue.
"But you'll be happy for me, Dan. Do you remember Jack? I used to talk to you all the time about him. Well, after we'd met, of course. He's here with me right now, sitting on my lap, in fact. We're together now, I asked him to be my boyfriend and he said yes. You two would've gotten on so well, you know? You've both got perverted minds but you're both loving and caring at the same time. I'm kind of bummed that you didn't get to meet him. He's a great guy, Dan. I just wanted to tell you so you know that, although my brother isn't here any more to cheer me up, someone else is helping do the same- you've always said that you wanted me to be happy."
I sat for a little longer in silence, taking in the familiar scene that Dan and I had claimed as our own. Jack snuggled into me, his arms now around my neck.
"I love you, Dan. I never told you enough when I could. I regret that. A lot. I should've said it at every opportunity I could. I'm so sorry that you've gone, Dan. I wanted to go on those adventures that we'd dream of together with you. I really did. I wanted to go to Florida with you, I wanted to go to Ireland and drink Guinness with you. I wanted t-"
"I promise I'll do that with him, Dan. I promise. I know it's rude to interrupt but I couldn't stop myself. I want to thank you first though. I want to thank you for being an amazing brother to my boyfriend and for helping him whenever he needed it. I just wish that I could've met you and thanked you in person. One day, Dan. One day we'll meet but I don't think that it'll be any time soon. Sorry, dude. Alex has told me a lot about you and you sound like an amazing guy. Thanks, again, for helping Alex and I'm really sorry that you're gone. It really wasn't meant to be your time..."
I sat in silence for a little while longer, taking in Jack's words. I wasn't mad at him for interrupting me. In fact, I was kind of grateful because I could feel myself getting closer to breaking down completely.
"I'm sat in our clearing, Dan." I spoke after the lump in my throat had gone. "I hope you don't mind me sitting in your seat. I just needed to feel connected to you. I'm gonna go now but this isn't goodbye. It's more like a 'see you later'. I'll come back here on your anniversary every year, I promise. I miss you, I'm so sorry."
I pulled out a photo of Dan and I from my back pocket and held it in my hands. Jack had moved so I could do what I wanted to do. The photo was of Dan and I when he still lived in the US. I was eight, making him sixteen. A lot might say that an eight year age gap wasn't much but it was. We were both too different at that point. Dan was discovering himself. He was going out to parties and getting drunk, even though he was under age, and he was sleeping with every girl that threw themselves at him. He was the cliché 'popular kid' but he was my brother at the end of the day and I loved him. I still love him. The picture was taken on his birthday. We were both wearing stupid hats and we both wore wide grins on our faces. It was my favourite picture of us. I had a copy at home but this was the original photo. I fished out a lighter from my pocket and held it to the photo. I flicked the lighter, a flame flickering in the breeze, not quite touching the paper of the photo though.
"We both loved this photo, Dan. We used to laugh at our hats and how ridiculous we looked. But we loved it. It was us and we were our own little team. I love you, Dan. See you later."
I held the flame to the edge of the photo, setting it alight. The paper was soon in flames, the orange flames soon reaching my fingers, making me drop the paper onto the damp forest floor. The slight breeze carried to ashes of the photo away. In my mind, it symbolised him. The ashes represented him as my brother. He was free now. He could do whatever he wanted to do now, wherever he was. Jack came and sat next to me, sitting in the seat that I used to occupy. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled my body into him. He wiped away any stray tears that made an escape as we sat in a comforting silence.
"I'm so proud of you, Lex."

The end-of-day bell brought me out of my little daydream. I wiped my face of any tears and stood up from behind my desk. I sent Jack a text.
To: Jay- Just popped to see Mr Fuentes. Wait in my office for me, I won't be long. x
I dusted my clothes off and set off down the hall towards his classroom. I nod at any pupils who acknowledge my existence as I walk to my destination, spotting Jack's skunk hair amongst the crowds. He makes eye contact with me, his eyes telling me that he got the text. I get to the door of Mr Fuentes' room and knocked. There was no reply but I could hear movement coming from inside the room. I knocked again, only to get the same response. I tried the handle, only to find that the door was locked. It was against school policy to lock the doors to classrooms so the fact that his door was locked and there was clearly people inside made me suspicious. I pulled my master key from my back pocket and slid it into the lock. I turned the key quietly, hearing the click of the lock. I tried not to alert anyone inside the room of my presence so I opened the door quietly, inching the door wider. My eyes were met with a scene that I didn't want to see. Mr Fuentes was hovering over a figure that was laid on a table. Two shirts were strewn on the floor, a tie too. I stood in the door way in complete shock. Mr Fuentes ground down on the person, making him moan.
"Mmmm, Vic...I want you, baby."
"I want you too, Kellin, baby."
That's when my mind came back to planet Earth. There was only one 'Kellin' in this school and he was a guy...and also a student in his final year. I coughed sternly. Vic and Kellin snapped their heads up, Vic spinning his body so he was sitting on the table next to Kellin. I could visibly see their erections through their boxers, their dicks sticking up through the open buttons and zips of their jeans.
"Mr Quinn, would you please get dressed, collect your things and leave? I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Kellin scrambled off the table, quickly doing up his jeans. He went to go and kiss Vic but a cough from myself stopped him. He threw on his shirt and left the room, throwing an awkward wave at Vic.

I stood there, frozen, just staring at Vic.
"For fuck sake, Vic, but your fucking clothes on and put your boner away. I don't give a shit about how much it'll hurt. You do realise that I should call the police right now?!"
Vic followed Kellin's actions and was soon dressed and sat back on the table, red in the face.
"Yeah, I know...but-"
"No buts, Vic. He's under age and a fucking student!"
"He's eighteen next month."
"He's still your fucking student!"
"He graduates in a few months though."
"I repeat, he's still a student."
We stayed silent, our words lingering in the air as we stared each other down. I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket. I pulled it out to see a text from Jack.
From: Jay- Where are you, Lex? x
I then realised that I had been longer than expected. I text him back quickly.
To: Jay- Got held up. Won't be much longer, I expect. Sorry x
I pushed my phone back into my pocket and sighed.
"I also should fire you, Vic."
"I know that..."
"Did...did you force him?"
"You heard him, Alex! It's obvious that I didn't."
"How long has this been going on for?"
"A year and a half."
I knew that I was being a massive hypocrite here but what else was I supposed to do?
"Alex, please don't do anything. Just let Kellin and I get on with it. I love him, Alex. He loves me. He knows I'm risking everything, I know I'm risking everything but he's worth it. Surely you understand? You've met the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, right?"
Vic's voice was desperate now. He started to pace the room, his hands flying to his long hair. He was right though. I did understand. I truly thought that Jack was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
"Give me one good reason why I would walk out that door and forget about what I've just witnessed."
"I know about your little thing with Barakat."
My eyes widened, my heart suddenly beating like a bass drum.
"I-I don't know w-what you're talking a-about."
"Your stutter says otherwise. Let's strike a deal? You don't say anything about Kellin and I and I won't say anything about you and Jack."
"Fine, deal."
"I'm sorry it's had to come to this... But, word of advice, if you're going to kiss your boyfriend in the car, make sure it's not on a busy street and outside of his house."
I went bright red at knowing that Vic saw our second kiss.
"Um, yeah...I'll see you tomorrow, Vic. Sorry, dude. I'll speak to Kellin tomorrow, yeah?"
"Okay, thank you, Alex. I owe you one."
"No you don't. You keeping Jack and I a secret is enough."
Vic smiled at me as I exited the room. I breathed a sigh of relief as I quickly made my way down to my office.

I took a detour by the toilets on the way, making my trip even longer than anticipated. What? It's not my fault that the sight of two guys making out with visible erections turned me on. I've not had sex in over a year and I've not gotten off in weeks. I made my way back to Jack, busting through the door once I got there. I was panting heavily as Jack hugged me.
"Where the fuck were you, Lex? I was getting worried!"
"Jay, I'm okay. I just...sit down, there's something you need to know."
"Wait. Lex? What's that?"
Jack pointed to a small patch of white on my black jeans. He wiped it off with his thumb and licked it, smirking afterwards.
"That's cum, Lex. What were you doing?"
"I..um, I sort of...had to sort a, um, problem out."
"Two questions: Why did you have a, um problem and why didn't you let me help out?"
"Sit down, Jay. I'll explain. You're not going to believe this."

Notes

Hey,

I'm so sorry for not updating in the last two days. I've just been so tired lately and I've been taking so many painkillers that I'm pretty much spaced out 24/7.

I had to include Kellic...I'm really not sorry for it either.

You're going to hate me, but there's not going to be an update tomorrow night because it's my school's concert evening and I'm involved in it, sorry. I'll try to update Thursday though.

Thanks for getting this onto the first popular page, it means a lot.
Em x