Honestly, being back on tour was a relief. No girls, just me, the guys, and some awesome fucking music. I chose the top bunk, in the back of the bus before anyone else did. For an odd reason, it's the most wanted bed in the bus. Two moths into the tour, and we were totally kicking it off with a bang.
Suddenly my ring tone went off, making me jump up and hit my head on the roof. "Fuck!" I rubbed the spot where it hurt, and answered my phone. "H-hello?" A frigid voice came through the phone, making me roll my eyes. "Lisa." She let out a sob so painful, that I could feel it through the phone. "Lisa?"
"It's dead. I-i had a problem with the pregnacy, a-and it died in my stoumach." My eyes widened, and I took a glance at Zack who was eyeing me carefully. "L-lisa...Where are you?" Her sobs broke my heart. She may of hurt me, but that baby was a living thing in her stomach. I don't know about others, but if I was her, I would feel like it was my fault. I would feel like a murderer.
"I'm in London Alex. I had to get away." Her voice gave out at the end of her sentence. "Alright, Lisa, our tour hits London in about a week. Can you wait till then." There was a thick silence. "I don't want you here." Her voice suddenly filled with confidence, taking me back. "W-what?" Lisa scoffed. "You think I would let you comfort me after all the things you've said?" My blood began to boil. "Things I've said to you? Lisa, what about what you did to me? We wouldn't be in this situation if you just kept your legs closed. I hate you!" I hung up the phone, tears coming to my eyes.
I give her a chance for me to help her, and she tells me that? Zack was by my side, looking worried. His eyes boring into me, the bus going silent, the people shutting up to hear everything else, it made me snap. "Ale-" "The babys dead." I said through my gritted teeth. Zack's eyes widened, but filled with tears. "Y-you mean?" I nodded, pulling at my hair frustrated. This is all her fault. I wouldn't be like this if it weren't for her.
But what happened next, really pissed me off. Jack walked onto the bus, all smiley and happy. The first words out of his mouth? "Holly's gonna be at the next show." I laughed with no humor. "And there goes the no girls rule." My bestfriend rolled his eyes, and looked at me. The second his eyes landed over mine, he ran to my side. "Lex what's wrong?"
"Doesn't matter." Jack frowned at my response. "It was Lisa this time. But theres something else bothering you latley." He kicked everyone off the bus, telling them we needed to talk. "Alex Gaskarth, what the hell is going through your head latley?" This was it. I had to tell him

Maybe telling him could wait. I groaned at my procastination, and Jack looked at me with worried eyes. "Jack, I'm just tired. And befroe you ask me, I'm tired of Lisa, I'm tired of your fucking girlfriend, I'm tired of my feelings. The baisc, and most annoying thing I'm tired of? Me."
Jack bit his lip, making me groan again. I wish he knew how cute that made him look. It effected me okay? In a way it shouldn't- expesially in a serious conversation. "Alex, you're an am-" For the third time, I goraned loudly. "Stop doing that!!" Jack yelled, throwing his hands up. "I don't wanna hear it Jack. I'm having a bad day. Lisa's baby died in her stomach, I tried helping her, but she just spit right in my fucking face. I'm sick of everything. I just want a day off from myself." I looked at Jack, worried he took that last part the wrong way, with me being so sad latley. His eyes filled with sadness. "Don't be like Tom.." That struck a nerve, and I couldn't handle it anymore.
I was acting just like him before he died, without even knowing it. I jumped in Jack's arms, crying my eyes out for the first time in awhile. Holding it in, is not such a great idea.
"Shhh...Lexy it's okay. Please. Tell me what's been going on." Now or never. I took my chance, throwing my arms around his neck, kissing him as hard as I could. Jack stiffened at first, but relaxed, and then started kissing back. His hands slid down to my ass, making me moan into his mouth.
This is what I wanted for so long. To be close to him.
Clothes were a blur.
Kissing was needy.
And it came to the time where he was at my entrace, pushing in slowly. I whimpered at the pain, but when Jack was all the way in, and he found that special spot, I was moaning like a slut. "Fuck, Jack." I moaned loudly. He growled in response, ramming into me harder. "So close." I yelped. It took one last push that sent me over the edge, and Jack close behind. Our bodies completely sexed out.
Jack laughed beside me. "That was the best sex I've had." I rolled my eyes, getting up to go shower. "Get dressed Barakat. We have something to discuss." He slapped my ass while I was on my way to the bathroom. "Jack!" I blushed, but he winked, already having his jeans on.
In the shower everything decided to sink in. In the morning, he was so going to be pissed at me for letting him do that. Once Jack starts, he can't stop. Or worse. When Holly gets here, he was going to pretend it never happened, and bang her any chance her gets.
I groaned in frustraition once again, sliding down to the shower floor.
What if he hates me after all of this?

Notes

Yea. I'm bad at smut. But you know what? I needed to put it in there at some point...I just feel awkward writing it >.> <.< Enjoy my terrible sex scene.
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