Loverboy
Flashbacks
ALEX'S POV
I sat in the wooden chair next to Jack's bed, my hand gripping his. He lost a lot of blood but they said he'd be okay, it was just a matter of waiting. I felt sick at the sight of the heart moniter and wires attatched to him, trailing their way across the room to different machines.
'Jack, I'm happy we moved. I know we've only known each other for 7 months but they've been the best months of my life. I remember when I first saw you, shit you were hot. I was stood with my girlfriend but was secretly crushing on you. You've changed my life for the better and I love you for that. I also love you for teaching me how to make a good burger. Remember the time we went to the cinema and you spilled soda over me 'by accident' and I had to strip off in the car and drive home in my boxers? Oh, and the time we got lost in the city after going out for dinner! Good times...' With the exception of the beeping machines, the room stayed silent. I inhaled, holding back the tears: 'Come one Jack, just wake up.'
I lay my head down on the bed where Jack was sleeping. I drifted off to sleep by his side, my hand still holding his.
JACK'S POV
My eyes peeled open and my ears slowly ajusted to the continuous beeping. Bright lights hurt my eyes and I became aware of the fact I was in a hospital bed, hooked up to multiple machines. With great effort, I lifted my head to see Alex asleep at my bedside. His hair was messy and he held my hand as he slept peacefully.
I rested my head back down on the pillow, trying to make sense of what happened.
'Fucking hand it over!' demanded the young man in the black hoodie. His eyes were bloodshot and his hands were shaking violently as he held the gun to the cashier.
'Calm down, dude. Put down the gun,' I said, stepping on front of him, the nose close to me.
'The fuck are you gonna do? Just gimme the money!' he continued, tapping his finger against the trigger of the gun.
'Fine, fine. Here!,' shouted the cashier from behind me. I stopped him from handing the money over: 'No, keep it. This guy shouldn't rob you off your money 'cause he can't get help for his problems.' I gestured with my eyes for the guy to put down the gun, but before I could react the bullet had hit me. It had sank in to my soft flesh. Everything went dark and I hit the floor.
I squeezed Alex's hand, feeling safe with his skin against mine. The flashbacks of the bullet hitting me fell to the back of my mind as I focused on how beautiful Alex looked. I sat up a little and waved to a nurse to quietly come my way. I pointed to a blanket sitting folded on the drawers at the bottom of the room and she unfolded it.
'There,' I whispered, my hand in Alex's direction. She smiled before walking across the room and laying the grey blanket over his tired body. Alex - a rather light sleeper - woke through none of this. It became clear that he really had been there for a while, that he really loved me.
I sat in the wooden chair next to Jack's bed, my hand gripping his. He lost a lot of blood but they said he'd be okay, it was just a matter of waiting. I felt sick at the sight of the heart moniter and wires attatched to him, trailing their way across the room to different machines.
'Jack, I'm happy we moved. I know we've only known each other for 7 months but they've been the best months of my life. I remember when I first saw you, shit you were hot. I was stood with my girlfriend but was secretly crushing on you. You've changed my life for the better and I love you for that. I also love you for teaching me how to make a good burger. Remember the time we went to the cinema and you spilled soda over me 'by accident' and I had to strip off in the car and drive home in my boxers? Oh, and the time we got lost in the city after going out for dinner! Good times...' With the exception of the beeping machines, the room stayed silent. I inhaled, holding back the tears: 'Come one Jack, just wake up.'
I lay my head down on the bed where Jack was sleeping. I drifted off to sleep by his side, my hand still holding his.
JACK'S POV
My eyes peeled open and my ears slowly ajusted to the continuous beeping. Bright lights hurt my eyes and I became aware of the fact I was in a hospital bed, hooked up to multiple machines. With great effort, I lifted my head to see Alex asleep at my bedside. His hair was messy and he held my hand as he slept peacefully.
I rested my head back down on the pillow, trying to make sense of what happened.
'Fucking hand it over!' demanded the young man in the black hoodie. His eyes were bloodshot and his hands were shaking violently as he held the gun to the cashier.
'Calm down, dude. Put down the gun,' I said, stepping on front of him, the nose close to me.
'The fuck are you gonna do? Just gimme the money!' he continued, tapping his finger against the trigger of the gun.
'Fine, fine. Here!,' shouted the cashier from behind me. I stopped him from handing the money over: 'No, keep it. This guy shouldn't rob you off your money 'cause he can't get help for his problems.' I gestured with my eyes for the guy to put down the gun, but before I could react the bullet had hit me. It had sank in to my soft flesh. Everything went dark and I hit the floor.
I squeezed Alex's hand, feeling safe with his skin against mine. The flashbacks of the bullet hitting me fell to the back of my mind as I focused on how beautiful Alex looked. I sat up a little and waved to a nurse to quietly come my way. I pointed to a blanket sitting folded on the drawers at the bottom of the room and she unfolded it.
'There,' I whispered, my hand in Alex's direction. She smiled before walking across the room and laying the grey blanket over his tired body. Alex - a rather light sleeper - woke through none of this. It became clear that he really had been there for a while, that he really loved me.
Notes
hope you guys like this chapter! On a random note, I can't get White Lies by Man Overboard out of my head...Random things aside, thank you so much for all the support! I love you guys! <3
yes sequel Ima go read it now :D <3
5/18/13