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I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face, as I remembered the events that occurred the night before.
Me and Jack…did some stuff. And it was great! It was absolutely great, and I have no regrets at all!
He was so..good at it. And so fucking sexy. If his lips were a drug, I'd say that I was hooked. I just wanted more and more of him.
I smiled even bigger, and rolled over to face the spot on the bed where he'd fallen asleep with me.
I frowned, when I noticed that there was no beautiful man to occupy the space. I was hoping and praying that this wasn't just a one night stand, or some random late night hookup. I wasn't necessarily saying that I was attached to him or anything, because of course not! I’d only spoken to the guy on like two occasions!
But if you asked me if I actually felt unreasonably hurt at the moment, I’d be lying if I said I didn't.
I sighed, and sat up in my bed, but then I noticed a little note sitting on his pillow.
I picked it up and recognized it as his handwriting.

Dear Alex,
Sorry I couldn't stay, I have work today. But I'll be off at like 4:30, so maybe you could stop by? ;)
-Coffee Guy.
P.S. You are one sexy motherfucker! ;P

I blushed at the cute little note he wrote, and began giggling like a little teenage girl.
Jack is inviting me to have coffee with him.
It wasn't just a one time thing.
He actually cares about me.
He wants to see me again.
JACK FUCKING BARAKAT WANTS TO SEE ME AGAIN!!!
I checked the time on my phone, and saw that it was 10:32. I didn't have work today, so that means I have to wait six hours before seeing Jack.
What the fuck am I going to do till then? I'm gonna tear my fucking hair out from having to wait for so long!
I let out a sigh of frustration, before eventually getting out of bed, and walking into the kitchen to get some cereal.
After I put the milk away, I just sat down on the couch with my legs criss crossed in the seat; I decided to watch some TV.
Everything is so fucking boring without Rian here.
And I knew I couldn't call him now, because it was like 7:00 am in L.A. right now, and I know Rian wouldn't dare to ever wake up that early.

After watching some dramatic Lifetime movie for two hours, I found myself getting bored of the television, and always checking my phone every five minutes for a text from Jack. Even if he was working at the moment.
The thought of him struck up a few ideas into my brain. Lyrical ideas, to be exact.
I enjoy songwriting and playing my acoustic; it’s a hobby of mine. I've been told that I'm a pretty good singer, but I rarely ever sing for other people. Especially not a song I've written myself.
I headed back into my room, and got out my song book. I started to quickly write down my ideas on a page, playing the tune over and over in my head so I wouldn't forget it.
I smiled at my work so far.

I don't wanna say goodnight
The city comes alive
When we’re together
Why can't Thursday last forever?
I don't wanna say goodnight
I've never been so sure!
Just do it for the memories..
And do it for Baltimore
And do it for me!

I decided that it could fit for a chorus, and that I should definitely finish it.
But as for right then, I was all out of ideas.
I guess I just need Jack to inspire me some more.
I decided to play a few Blink-182 songs, just for the hell of it. Whenever I play music, I find myself getting lost in it. I just keep wanting to play more and more.

After I finished my little private acoustic show, it seemed to be later in the day. I still couldn't wait to go see Jack, and I was bored as fuck.
Maybe I'll just jerk off to pass the time..
I picked up my phone to see how much time I had left.
My eyes widened in shock, when I saw that I only had like an hour and a half to get ready!
Goddamn..I was playing for longer than I thought!
I quickly hopped off of the bed, and ran into my bathroom to get ready.

I was eventually wearing a white Glamour Kills top and black skinny jeans, as I pulled up into the parking lot of the coffee shop.
I walked in, and smiled when I saw Jack taking off his apron, and rolling it up in his hands and he walked out from behind the counter.
He didn't notice me there yet, so I took a few steps closer to him; making him jump a little in shock when he looked up and saw me standing in front of him.
“Oh, hey! Didn't see ya there, cutie.” He recovered from his shock, and returned to being his usual cocky self.
“Hey, Coffee Guy.” I chuckled.
“So I see you got my note!”
“Well, it was on my bed, after all.” I rolled my eyes, playfully.
“Yeah it sure was, wasn't it, smartass?” He smirked, crossing his arms.
“Yeah, it was. What is this? The Notebook??”
“The fact that you've obviously seen that movie is quite shameful to men, everywhere.”
“Oh come on..you've never seen The Notebook?” I raised my brows at him in disbelief.
“No, Lexi. No I have not.” He chuckled, then turned around to the counter, when he heard his name being called.
He turned back around, holding two iced coffees. He handed one to me, leaving me confused.
“Jack…what is this??”
“A small caramel iced coffee. It's your favorite…or at least it's what you ordered last time.” He shrugged, leading us to a table in front of a window.
I looked down at my lap as I drank my coffee, trying to hide my blush.
“You okay over there?” He chuckled.
“Yeah yeah, it's just…you..remembered the flavor coffee I ordered a few days ago.” I answered nervously, with my reddened cheeks.
“Do you think it’s cute?”
“Uh..yeah.” I raised an eyebrow at his question.
“Cool, so it makes up for the cute glasses I'm not wearing today.” He smirked, causing me to blush even harder.
“Fuck. You.” I laughed, then took a sip of my coffee, as did he.
“So…Alex.” He began speaking to me, with that special gaze in his eye.
“Jack.” I nodded and smiled, urging him to continue.
“I wanna know more about you. Tell me about yourself.”
I just shrugged in response.
“Well..what do you wanna know?”
He put on a thinking face.
“Uhh…what's your whole name? Where were you born?”
“Alexander Gaskarth. Born in England, raised in Manhattan.” I took another sip of my coffee after answering.
“You're British?”
“Mhmm.”
“Can you do a British accent?”
“Maybe just this once.” I said in my Essex accent.
“Mmm…that's sexy.”
I just blushed and looked away with a smile.
“You close to your family?”
“Uh..well, I used to be..” I looked down at my cup uncomfortably, as I remembered being kicked out by my parents.
“Care to explain?” He asked, while bringing his straw up to his lips.
“I believe that's a story for another time. It would really kill the mood, here.” I gave him a small smile, trying to block the thought out of my mind.
“Oh, I hear ya. I've got plenty of those!” He laughed.
“Oh really? Now I'm intrigued. Tell me all about your deep dark skeletons, Jack!” I joked, with a grin on my face.
He laughed, and shook his head.
“So, back to the questions.” He completely disregarded what I'd said, and continued on.
“So what's your sex-o?”
“I'm sorry, what's my what??” I gave him a completely puzzled look.
“Your sex-o..you know..sexual orientation?”
I almost spit out my coffee in laughter.
“Sex-o?? Who the fuck says that??” I was laughing way too hard, and it was causing Jack to laugh, too.
“What can I say? I've got a weird vocabulary.” He laughed.
“Indeed, you do!” I chuckled, “I wanna hear more of your weird vocabulary. What's your favorite word?” I asked him, smile still not leaving my face.
“Answer my question first.” He grinned.
“Oh, right! Well, I'm gay. That's all there is to it. Dicks before chicks, ya know?” I shrugged.
“Haha, well..I'm more half and half.”
“So you're bi.”
“Ding ding ding!” He laughed.
“Ah..now, answer my question. What's your favorite word?”
“My favorite word? Uhhh…I think..thrust.”
“Thrust??” I started laughing out loud again.
“Yep, it's most definitely thrust.” He laughed.
“Okay fair enough, now tell me more about you!” I rested my elbows on the table, and put my chin on my hands.
“Geez, I feel like I'm at a job interview.” He joked, causing me to giggle a bit.
He smiled at that, and continued.
“Well..you already know my name. Baltimore, Maryland, born and raised. I do not have a cool accent, and I usually see my family over the holidays. Other than that, I'm uh..6’2..I like long walks on the beach; preferably at sunset, and uh…”
I started laughing again, and shaking my head at him. He grinned and continued.
“Oh, and I also think you're really hot.” He smirked, flirtatiously.
My cheeks heated up once again that day, and a shy smile lingered on my face.
“Hey, Jack..you wanna know something else about me?” I started.
“Hm…what?” He kept the smirk on his face.
“I really wanna kiss you right now.”
He raised his eyebrows, and grinned.
“Well ya know…I think you should.”
“Okay.”
I stood up, and he followed suit and walked around the small, circular table to get to me.
He leaned in, and right when his lips were almost touching mine, I blocked them with my finger; with a devious smirk on my face.
“Nope. You gotta walk me to my car, first.”
“Aw come on..you can't stay longer?” He pouted his lip in the most cutest manner ever.
“I need to pick up some groceries and head home. I've gotta work morning shift tomorrow, and I tend to oversleep, so..”I shrugged, apologetically, as we began walking outside.
“Aw..well, promise you'll come back tomorrow?”
I turned around to face him, from where I was unlocking the doors to my car.
He had the most hopeful and adorable look on his face; pouting as if he was a little kid.
“Well, how could I say no to that face?” I giggled a bit.
“You can't.” He chuckled, then hooked a finger under my chin, tilting my head up to press his lips to mine.
I closed my eyes, and brought my hand up to his face as he kissed me.
It was like four seconds of heaven, until he pulled away, with that cute ass smile on his face.
“I'll see you then.”
“See ya.” I responded breathlessly from the kiss; turning around to open the door to my car.
“Text me later, cutie.” He said, while giving me a small slap on the butt.
I shot him a fake warning glare, but couldn't mask my grin, as I sat down in the driver’s seat.
He walked back around my car, and through the parking lot to go to his own car.
Man, he is something else.
I blushed and grinned to myself at the thought of him.
Oh god..that guy is driving me insane.
I eventually backed out of the lot, and headed to the grocery store.
Jack was circling through my mind the whole night.

Notes

I kinda like this chapter, but I don't really know if I should be proud of it so tell me what you think!!

I really wanna update this more often, but I guess taking on two fics at the same time was a bad idea bc school is kicking my ass right now xP

I just want 69 votes is that too much to ask?
Wink.

Thanks! :)

Title cred: (Coffee's For Closers)- Fall Out Boy