Jack Barakat has always been my best friend. He has been, ever since I moved here, two years ago.
I came to this school, lost and afraid.
I'm definitely not the one to make friends easily; I'm no social butterfly.
I came to Dulaney, thinking that I’d have to spend weeks on end keeping to myself, eating lunch alone, and having my earbuds in as much as I could. That's how I was at my old school, anyway.
But no.
The first day I came here, it wasn't hard to notice the extremely lanky, hyperactive, (and cute) boy in my second period math class.
I'll never forget walking into the classroom, feeling all eyes on me. But his eyes were wider than everyone else’s. His face visibly brightened, and he gasped and pointed to me with a smile on his face.
“Hey!! I like your shirt!!” He yelled, earning plenty of eye rolls from everyone else.
They seem to be used to these outbursts. He must do this often. I thought.
I instantly blushed and looked down at what I was wearing: a Green Day t-shirt. I looked back up and thought I could make out the Blink-182 bunny on his shirt.
“Uh..I-I like yours, too.” I awkwardly responded, gesturing towards his shirt.
He flashed me another adorable smile, then patted the empty desk next to him, to tell me to sit down.
So I obliged, and sat down next to the gorgeous, grinning boy.
“Hey uh..sorry you have to sit at the very front, I tend to get in trouble a lot.” He chuckled.
“Oh, it’s cool.” I laughed, as well.
“You've got a nice smile, you know that?” He complimented, looking at me with admiration.
My cheeks instantly heated up, and I nervously looked away from his gaze.
“I'm Zack.” I looked back up and held out my hand, which he happily shook, sending tingles up my whole arm.
“I'm Jack. Our names rhyme, so we must be destined to become best friends.” Jack joked, causing me to chuckle.
“Well that, and our same fantastic taste in music.” I added, already feeling myself becoming comfortable with Jack.
“Right you are, my friend. Right you are.”

Since that day, Jack has always been there for me. Whenever I got in a bad mood, he was always there to cheer me up. Like when my childhood pet died last year. Or when he found out that I actually moved here with my dad, after my parents got a divorce.
He's always been my sunshine.
The only thing that makes me smile every. Single. Damn. Time.

Except all that changed a month ago, when Jack started dating none other than the one and only, Alex Gaskarth.
He loved Alex with every fiber of his being. And I mean, I don't see why he wouldn't.
He was talented, he was super attractive, and everybody loved him. I don't think anybody loved him more than Jack did, though.
Even before they started dating, Jack would admire him from a distance, and always cooed to me about “how adorable” he was. It was nonstop, and incredibly annoying.
Not only because he did it every single fucking second of the day, but because it also stung. A lot.
There's no denying that I may have a little crush on Jack.
Okay, maybe a huge one.
A big fat stinking crush.
I think I've always liked Jack, ever since I first met him.
The way he laughs, smiles, his eyes, everything. He always has a way of making me blush or get butterflies without even trying at all.
Hell, I might be crazy, but I could even say that I am in love with my best friend. I think I always have been.
Which is why it hurt me so fucking bad when he finally got the guts to tell Alex he liked him, and the next thing you know, they were dating.
Always attached at the fucking hip.
Or maybe Jack was just always attached to Alex. He obviously loved Alex a hell of a lot more than Alex loved him.
Hell, he didn't even love Jack at all.
At first, they seemed absolutely perfect for each other. But then, Alex just stopped caring about him.
He hardly ever payed attention to Jack, he stood him up for dates, and he would always check out other guys and girls whenever they were together.
It made me sick to watch it happen; everyone knew what was going on, but Jack was foolish, and wouldn't have any of it. He was too attached and blinded by his adoring love for Alex, that he couldn't see the big issue.
They got in fights more and more often, and each time, Jack always came crying back to me.
I felt like I needed to be there for him each time, though, because I was a good friend, and I knew that he had always been there for me through my most roughest of times.
So even though Jack forgot all about my existence when he was with Alex, and he was the boy of my dreams, I had to sit back and shut up, and be his shoulder to cry on when things went wrong with the boy of his dreams.
But then, one day went terribly wrong.
It was their five month anniversary, and Jack bothered to buy Alex flowers and everything for the occasion.
I was supportive about it, but secretly, I just longed to have him do that for me. I thought that everything he did for Alex was so sweet, even though he didn't deserve it at all.
When Jack gave him his gifts, Alex just put on a fake smile and gave him a half-hearted hug.
Then, when Jack walked off somewhere, I saw Alex walk into the bathroom with the flowers, and came out without them. I'm pretty sure he threw them away. I had never been so angered at another human being before, and this time, I just couldn't hold in my rage.
I stomped up to him, and shoved him back into the bathroom, shutting the door behind us.
“Whoa man, what the fuck are you doing??” Alex asked me, obviously confused at my sudden aggressive actions.
“You tossed his fucking flowers in the garbage!!” I seethed, pointing at the big trash can with the bouquet evident inside of it.
Alex just shrugged and rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, so? What does that have to do with you?” Alex crossed his arms in a pissed off manner.
“What does it have to do with me?? Jack is my best fucking friend! He’s beautiful, and funny, and smart, and amazing, and he deserves a shit ton of a lot more than your lousy ass!” I was furious at this point.
“Um, he's been my boyfriend for four months, I think I know what he is.”
“FIVE!!” I screamed at him.
“What??” He gave me a puzzled look.
“You've been together for FIVE months, Alex! Not four!! Oh god, you can't even get that right!”
At this point, I just wanted to punch him in the fucking face.
“Okay, I said the wrong thing, whatever!! Why do you even care so fucking much? This is my relationship, not yours!”
“The reason why I care so fucking much, is because I'm sick and tired of having to watch my best friend do everything he possibly can for you, and then cry himself to sleep whenever YOU make him feel like shit! I'm fucking sick of it! And I'm sure he is too, he's just too goddamn in love with you to admit it!!”
“Well if he's so fucking sick of me, he doesn't have to have me!”
“Oh, you act like it’s such a privilege to date a prick like you.” I rolled my eyes at how pathetic he was.
“You know what, fuck you!! I don't even fucking know you, yet you're holding me hostage in a bathroom, trying to tell me about my own relationship!”
“And you better be listening, because I don't wanna have to have this talk with you, again.” I said sternly, taking a step closer to him.
“Are you threatening me?” Alex took a step closer to me as well, to seem intimidating.
“Maybe I am.”
“Oh…I don't think that's a good idea..” He chuckled bitterly.
“You're afraid.”
“I'm not afraid of you, dork.” He scoffed, giving my chest a shove.
I shoved him back with more force, causing him to fall backwards on his ass.
“Oh, you really shouldn't have done that..” Alex seethed, while getting up off of the ground, before tackling me to the floor.
He tried to throw a punch, but I caught his wrist, and easily flipped us over.
I immediately started to throw punches at his face, no doubt leaving some marks.
When I thought that he had had enough, I got up off of him, and quickly stormed out of the bathroom.

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The next day was when it got much uglier for me.
I went to school and walked to my locker as usual, when suddenly, Jack stormed up to me; outraged, and in a fit of tears.
“WAS IT YOU??” He screamed, causing me to jump in surprise.
“W-was what me?”
“ALEX SAID THAT YOU ATTACKED HIM. WAS IT REALLY YOU? IS IT TRUE?”
“Jack, I..”
“DON’T LIE TO ME, ZACK. AND DON’T YOU DARE BULLSHIT ME.”
“Um..I may have lost my temper a little..”
“OH MY GOD. OH MY FUCKING GOD.” Jack continued to scream in the middle of the locker bay area, summoning everyone's attention.
“HOW COULD YOU? HOW FUCKING COULD YOU, ZACK?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND??”
Now, I was getting a little offended. I had just beat up a dick for him, and he was making a huge scene and screaming at me as if I was the bad guy.
“Oh, what are you even going on about, Jack? I hit him, so what? Upset that you’re precious asshole of a boyfriend got a black eye? Did I ruin his precious fucking face?!” I retaliated sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
And that's exactly what I shouldn't have done.
“You wanna know what I'm going on about, Zack?? I’m going on about YOU, intruding in my relationship!!” He scolded me, only causing me to roll my eyes some more.
“Oh piss off, Jack. I did you a favor!”
“OH, YOU DID?? WELL THANKS A LOT ZACK, BECAUSE ALEX BROKE UP WITH ME THIS MORNING.” A whole new set of tears came pouring out of his beautiful, puffy eyes.
I immediately felt a pang of guilt. Sure I had been waiting for this moment for a long time (5 months to be exact), but I didn't want to also be the cause of Jack’s pain in the process.
“Jack, I’m so sorry…I-“
“JUST SHUT UP, ZACK. DON’T SAY A WORD. YOU KNOW WHAT? JUST DON’T SAY ANYTHING TO ME, ANYMORE!” He looked at me with pure hatred, and I knew right then and there, that no apology could ever fix this.
He quickly turned around, and stormed away from me, leaving my heart shattered into bits of lonely, guilty, pieces.

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Jack hasn't spoken to me since then, and it was now about a month later.
I miss him dearly…I mean, goddamn I miss him so much. He was my sunshine, and without him, I just have a lot of dark and cloudy days.
I have no one else to talk to.
No one to share inside jokes with.
No one to cuddle and watch cheesy chick flicks with every Saturday.
He sits right beside me in three of my classes, but doesn't dare sneak a single glance at me.
It hurts that I lost my best friend in the whole world, over a dickwad like Alex Gaskarth.
Alex Gaskarth, who immediately after dumping Jack, started dating some blonde chick.
Whom I still see Jack watching from a distance in complete and utter sadness, as he notices that he gives her so much more attention than he ever gave to Jack.
And it absolutely kills me when I see him wipe away a stray tear that falls out of his eye when he sees them together.
It kills me that I can't be there to comfort him, now. My help is completely unwanted.
I sighed, and swung my bag over my shoulder as the bell rang, signaling that it was time for lunch.
I walked out of my current classroom, and headed down to the cafeteria, where I sat at a small table by myself in the corner, where it was more quiet.
Things were starting to feel a lot like they did at my old school.
Just as I was detangling my earphones, I heard a familiar voice, yelling at the table across from me.
“Alex please, you don't understand how much I fucking miss you!!”
I looked over, and it was none other than Jack, standing beside a seated Alex at a lunch table, begging him with tears streaming down his perfect face.
“Jack, please go away..” Alex brushed him off, not even bothering to look his way.
“No, Alex! Listen to me!! Alex, look at me. Please baby, look at me…”
He looked so pitiful…standing there in a fit of tears, with all eyes on him. Still longing for Alex’s attention.
Alex rolled his eyes, and stood up to face him.
“Don't call me baby, okay? I'm not your baby. Not anymore.”
“But Alex, why don't you understand?? I know that what my friend did was wrong, but I swear I had absolutely nothing to do with it! You've gotta believe me!!”
“Oh god.. Jack, don't you see? This isn't even about that!” Alex looked completely fed up with him, leaving Jack confused.
“It-It isn't? Well what is it about, then?”
“Jack, I left you because you’re pathetic. You're a pathetic piece of scum. I mean you're so fucking dumb..”
Jack’s face instantly fell in hurt and defeat. But he stayed silent, as Alex elaborated.
“I mean come on, Jack! I've been dating Lisa for three months now!!”
“B-b-but..we broke up only a month ago..”
“Exactly. You do the math.” Alex rolled his eyes, just wanting to get rid of Jack already.
“So you're saying that you…you cheated on me??” Jack looked at him with the most heartbreaking expression, it no doubt had to make Alex feel at least a little bit shitty.
“Yeah.” Alex answered shortly, with furrowed eyebrows.
“How..w-why? Why'd you do it, Alex?”
Alex averted his eyes to the ground, and shrugged.
“No…no no no. Tell me why, Alex! I need to know why you would do something like this to me! I did everything for you! We've been through so much together, how could you betray me like that, Alex? I love you…you love me..”
“No, Jack. Honestly, I never loved you.”
I could tell by the completely shattered look in his eyes, that that had completely broken him.
“So you..you never even cared? You knew I loved you, but you never really cared..did you?” He asked with a quiet voice, as more and more tears escaped his eyes.
“I did care, Jack. At one point, at least.” Alex shrugged, nonchalantly.
“Did you? Did you really??”
Alex didn't answer, but just continued staring him down.
“DID YOU?!?” Jack took a step closer to him, getting in his face.
“Jack, get lost.” He softly pushed his shoulder away from him.
Jack just pushed him back.
“YOU’RE A FUCKING LIAR!”
Alex groaned with annoyance, and shoved Jack backwards with full force, causing him to fall hard onto the ground.
Everyone watching in the cafeteria gasped, except for me.
I quickly got to my feet, and ran over to stand in front of Jack, who looked shocked as if the wind was knocked out of him.
I grimaced at Alex, while guarding Jack’s fragile figure, who was slowly starting to stand back up.
“Don't you dare fucking touch him again, you hear me?” I growled in his face, causing him to glare at me, and take a step back.
“Whatever.”
“Do. You. Hear. Me?” I said in a warning tone of voice, taking a step closer.
He nodded, then quickly turned and walked away.
I slowly turned around, seeing Jack standing there, staring at me with big, red, puffy eyes.
We didn't say anything; we just stood there, staring at each other. Giving each other the apologetic looks we knew the other deserved.
I just wanted to break down right then and there, and tell Jack about how sorry I was for making him feel this way. Even if it may have been Alex’s fault all along. I wanted to tell him how much I missed him, and how much I loved him, but I didn't have to say a thing.
Jack let out a sob, and threw his arms around my neck.
I immediately melted into his familiar, comforting touch, and instinctively wrapped my arms tightly around his waist.
We both held each other dangerously close, with pent up tears beginning to fall out of our eyes.
“I'm so sorry, Zack. I-I should've listened to you..I-”
"Shhh..I know, it's okay." I cut him off, rubbing his back.
"I-I missed you." He whispered into my neck.
I just held him even closer to me, if possible.
“I know..I missed you too, so much you don't even know.” I responded, genuinely.
And that was how we stayed for the rest of our lunch period.

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Since then, Jack and I have had a month’s worth of catching up to do. We were actually closer than ever.
Jack had gotten a lot more clingy to me lately. He was constantly at my side wherever I went, and he always gave me hugs every single time we parted ways, even for a second. And he looked at me with this little glint in his eye. I'm not really sure what it was, but it was there.
It was kinda weird the way he was acting, but I wasn't really complaining.
Today was Saturday, and I invited him over to my place to watch movies and cuddle. It was our weekly tradition.
My parents weren't home, so we had the house all to ourselves, tonight.
We were cuddling on the couch, both content from sharing a whole large pepperoni pizza.
In the middle of Titanic, I suddenly felt my shirt getting wet on my chest, and I heard sniffling.
“Jack? Are you crying?? The ship hasn't even started sinking yet..” I looked down at the skinny boy laying on top of me.
He just shook his head, and wiped his tears with the back of his hand.
“I'm sorry, I just…I miss Alex.” He said quietly, avoiding my eyes to hide from possible judgment.
I just ran my hand up and down his back, urging for him to continue.
“ know that I shouldn't miss him. But I just miss it back when he actually was mine, you know? Mine and no one else's, at least.” He groaned at that last part.
I nodded to him in encouragement to go on.
“I just…I feel so stupid, you know?” He deeply sighed.
“You're not stupid for being in love, Jack.” I raised a brow at him.
“No, that's exactly why I am stupid. How could I fall for a boy, and possibly think that he could ever actually love me back?”
I sighed, and cupped his cheek with my hand, wiping away his fallen tears.
“Hey. You aren't stupid, okay? Love makes you do stupid things, but it doesn't make you stupid. You may have fallen for a stupid person, but you aren't stupid, Jack.”
“I guess you're kind of right..thanks.” He sniffled.
“Kind of??”
“Okay fine. You're absolutely right…ya big sap.” Jack rolled his eyes, and let out a soft, saddened chuckle.
“I know I'm right. You're beautiful, you know that, Jack? You deserve someone so much better than a douchebag like him.” I told him truthfully, while rubbing his arms up and down in a comforting manner.
Jack was silent for a moment, lost in thought.
“I'm glad you punched him in the face.” He finally said, causing a small chuckle to escape my lips.
“So am I.”
Jack’s lips curled up into a soft smile, and he just gazed into my eyes for a moment.
He had that little glint in his eye, again.
I still wondered what it meant.
“Hey, Zacky?” He whispered.
“Yeah?” I responded in the same tone.
“You know I really appreciate you, right? You always being there for me. Even if I don't always seem thankful for it, or if I just don't deserve it..”
“Shhh. I know.” I cut him off, then leaned over to give him a kiss on the forehead.
At my surprise, he instantly started blushing, and broke eye contact with me.
But then, he looked back up at me, and the spark was there.
“I don't wanna miss Alex anymore, Zack. I don't wanna think about him..” Jack said quietly, then leaned down to place little butterfly kisses on my collarbones.
My breath hitched in my throat at his actions.
“Zack…do you love me?”
“O-of course I love you.” I choked out; the butterflies in my stomach beginning to act up.
“No, Zack..” He ran his fingers down the side of my face.
“Do you love me?”
I knew what he had meant by this question.
He has asking me if I was in love with him.
I instantly felt really nervous inside.
Why was he asking me this?
Did he return my feelings?
What if he doesn't?
I believed that my answer determined the fate of our friendship.
I could lie and say that I didn't love him, but I knew that someday I'd have to tell him eventually. I couldn't just sit back and watch while he found another Alex.
Not again.
“Jack…”
“I need to know..you have to tell me how you feel about me. Your real feelings. And you can't lie to me about it, Zack. Please don't lie to me about the way you feel about me, because I just can't take anymore of that.”
“I-I love you, Jack. I always have, and I don't know if that's how you feel too, but…I think you're perfect and beautiful, and just…you. I'm in love with you, Jack. I don't think I can hide it anymo-“
I was cut off by Jack’s lips being planted roughly on mine.
The butterflies in my stomach we're going wild now, and I felt the fireworks erupting through my body.
Jack pulled back after a moment; both of us staring at each other in admiration.
“I love you too, Zack. I just wish I could've figured that out before I gave everything to him.” He sighed.
My heart exploded with the most happiest feelings, knowing that he felt the same way about me as I have to him for all these years.
I reached up and stroked his cheek with my thumb.
“I wouldn't ever hurt you like he did…you know that?”
“I know. I just still feel a little hurt by it all. I don't wanna feel hurt anymore, Zack..”
He leaned in to give me a lingering peck on the lips.
“Make me forget..” He whispered.
I grabbed his face, and pulled him in to kiss his lips some more.
The taste of his soft lips were the feeling I had longed for for years, and now I just couldn't get enough of it.
Our lips moved against each other in sync, and soon, Jack was grinding his hips down onto mine repeatedly, causing me to groan into his mouth.
All of the friction coming from our skinny jeans felt so good, and I didn't want him to stop.
I grabbed onto his hips, and pulled him down further, to make him grind on me even harder and faster.
“Ah..mmm..” Jack let breathy moans escape his mouth, as he disconnected it from mine.
He moved down to kissing my neck, sucking down in all the right places, that would definitely leave marks later.
“Too many clothes..” He mumbled against my neck, before sitting back on my lap to take his shirt off, revealing his adorably skinny body.
I smiled at the sight, and he smiled back at me.
I sat up to be face to face with him, allowing him to pull my shirt up over my head, and onto the floor.
I leaned in and reconnected our lips, tracing my tongue across his bottom lip in between mine.
He opened his mouth just enough for me to slip my tongue inside of his mouth. Our tongues danced together, in a battle for dominance.
But I easily won, and he let me take control.
I gripped his thighs and stood up to carry him upstairs. He wrapped his legs around my waist, and began once again attacking my neck with his lips and teeth.
We were soon in my bedroom, and I pinned Jack to the bed and began nipping at a spot behind his ear, earning a breathy moan from him.
I felt him rubbing his hands down my chest, and tracing my abs with his soft fingertips.
His touch made tingles shoot down my spine.
I moved back over to his lips, enjoying the taste of his tongue moving against mine.
I slid my hands down his body, until I got down to his pants. I stopped when I got to his belt buckle, making him buck his hips up and whine into my mouth, impatiently.
I pulled away from his lips, and gave him an uneasy look.
“Zack, why are you stopping? What's wrong?” He looked at me, obviously concerned.
“Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yes, I'm sure, Zack!”
“Okay, I'm sorry, I just- I don't want you to think that I'm taking advantage of you or anything. I'm not like him, you know?”
“Yeah Zack, I know. Just..take me over, Zack. I need you right now, okay? I wanna forget about him… Help me forget.” He whispered, pulling my face back down to reattach our lips.
I went back down to undo his pants, and he helped me tug them down his legs, by lifting up his hips. I let out a shaky breath of anticipation, when I saw the tent that he was sporting in his boxers.
I grabbed his member through his boxers, and began to palm him, loving the way his eyes closed, and small moans escaped with every breath he exhaled.
“Fuck Zack, come here..”
I hovered back over Jack, and he flipped us over, soon sitting on top of me.
He slowly traveled further and further down my body, leaving a trail of kisses and hickeys all over my torso.
He continued doing this, until he got down to my jeans, which he wasted no time in removing.
He smirked up at me, after tugging my boxers down, allowing my hardened member to spring free from the fabric.
He wrapped his hand around my cock, and began stroking it up and down, making me roll my head back into the pillow, and let out a long groan.
“You're so hard for me, Zacky. That's so naughty…especially for you..” Jack teased, with that stupid adorable smirk on his face.
“Jaaack. Do something!” I whined.
I soon got my wish, when I felt a warm wetness slide up the underside of my cock.
“Jack, oh fuck!!” I moaned, relishing in the feeling of Jack licking me.
I could feel his breath casting over my tip, as he wrapped his lips around the head of my cock.
He began to swirl his tongue around it, as he sucked hard on my tip, causing me to moan with content.
He soon started to slowly take more and more of me into his mouth, until I felt my tip hit the back of his throat.
“Aw shit, Jack! Oh my god…” I moaned out, unable to control myself from bucking my hips up further into his mouth.
He held my hips down with his hand, and continued to deepthroat me, bobbing his head up and down.
I grabbed ahold of his dark, raven-colored hair, and guided him.
“Mmmm..” The way he moaned around me sent vibrations through my dick, causing me to moan some more.
“I'm not g-going to last…” I moaned out.
Jack slowly pulled back up, removing his lips from me.
“H-how are you so good at that?” I panted.
“Practice.” He answered with a smirk.
He crawled back up my body, and I flipped us back over, then reached into my bedside drawer and got out a small bottle of lube, and a condom.
Jack eyes widened at me in shock, and I just shrugged.
“Naughty.” He smirked up at me.
“Only for you.” I responded, placing a kiss on his lips, before discarding his boxers.
I opened the cap to the bottle, and covered three of my fingers in lube.
I looked up at him to ask for permission. He granted it by nodding, and positioning his knees up for me.
I slowly slipped my finger into him, then began curling it and moving it in and out of him.
He didn't seem to show any discomfort, so I entered another finger.
He shut his eyes, and let out a small groan of pain.
I used my other hand to stroke him, distracting him from the pain.
“You okay?”
“Yeah. Another.” Jack nodded, allowing me to slip the third and final finger inside of him.
His face scrunched up in pain, and I instantly felt awful.
“I'm so sorry, baby.” I apologized, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
“It's okay, I'm used to it. Keep going.”
I moved my fingers in and out of him slowly, watching the painful expression soon leave his face.
Then, I aimed more towards the left, instantly finding his prostate.
“Fuck!!” He moaned, shutting his eyes again, this time, in pleasure.
I ran my fingers over the spot a few more times, marveling over the sight of his love faces, and the sound of his moans.
“Z-Zack..I need you..please..” He begged me, breathlessly.
I didn't think I could wait any longer, so I happy obliged, taking my fingers out and wiping them on the sheets, before taking out the condom and rolling it onto myself.
I squirted some lube onto my hand, and covered my dick in it, before positioning myself at his entrance.
“Ready?”
“Yes I'm ready, please Zack, fuck me!!” He whined impatiently.
I nodded, and slowly pushed myself into his hole, watching him let out a shallow breath.
Once I was all the way in, I stopped to let him adjust to my size.
After a moment, he gave me the go, and I began moving slowly in and out of him, my eyes squeezed tightly shut.
He was so tight and so warm, I couldn't hold in the moans that escaped my throat.
“Zacky, that feels so good..”
“Mhmm..shit.” I agreed.
It felt great, but I wanted more. I was afraid that going any faster would hurt him, though. But after a while, he began to disagree.
“Mmm…harder.”
I obeyed his command, and pushed into him harder, but still at a fairly slow pace.
I remembered where to angle my hips, and thrusted in that direction, causing Jack’s eyes to roll into the back of his head.
“AW FUCK!! ZACKY BABY, HARDER!!”
I began moving at a quicker pace, snapping my hips straight into his prostate, while leaning over to suck on his neck.
“Yes yes yes, fuck fuck fuck!” Jack was in a fit of moans and curses, as the bed rocked back and forth, leaving dark marks on the cream-colored wall.
Jack sure was a beautiful sight to see.
His mouth in a perfect O shape, emitting moans of ecstasy at each sharp thrust I made into him. Making those cute little "unh" noises that I could never get tired of hearing.
I never thought that I'd ever really get the chance to be this intimate with Jack. It felt even better than I imagined it would.
“Fuck I'm s-so close…” Jack whimpered into my ear.
“M-me too..” I moaned back.
I thrusted into him faster and faster, building is both up to our orgasms.
I began to pump his cock, sending him reeling; moaning like a pornstar, and writhing beneath me.
It wasn't long until he screamed out my name, and came all over our chests.
His walls clenched tight around me, sending me over the edge.
“AH…shit!” I cried out as I released into the condom.
I rode out our highs, then eventually pulled out of him and discarded the condom.
I collapsed next to his body, both of us panting from how intense it was.
I cleaned us off with a tissue, then laid back down next to him.
Jack turned his body to face mine, and grinned at me as he still tried to catch his breath completely.
“Wow.”
“Wow.” I repeated in response.
“You're better.”
“I’m better??” I gave him a puzzled look.
“You're better at it than him.” He chuckled.
“Oh. Well obviously.” I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him.
He laughed some more, and snuggled into me, placing his head on my chest.
“I love you, Zacky.” He whispered, stifling back a yawn.
“I love you too, Jacky. Good night.” I responded with a smile plastered onto my face.
“Good night.”
I wrapped my arms around his body, and let sleep overtake me.

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Jack and I have been dating for three weeks and two days now (not that I've been counting).
Things have been going more than great between us; I can finally be with him the way I want to.
I can hold his hand whenever I want to, and I can kiss him, and show him off to the world!
I had never wanted this so badly in my life, and now I had it. I am beyond happy. And Jack seems to be happy with me, too.
But sometimes, he seems more sad than happy.
Like when we're at lunch, he might sneak a glance over at Alex’s table, and see him being all cute with Lisa. He instantly frowns.
Or even when we're walking through the halls together hand in hand, he'll see them kissing against a locker or something, and avert his eyes to the ground.
He thinks I don't see these things, but I do. I always do.
Sometimes, the sight of Alex being happy without him kills his mood for the whole day. He never tells me why, though I know already.
And I'll have you know that even though he's officially mine now, it still hurts like hell.
And whenever he is sad, I just invite him over to my place for movies and cuddles, but that always just leads up to him wanting me to “make him forget.”
It offends me a little…it kinda makes me feel like all I am to him is a distraction from Alex.
It was like today, for example.
I was waiting for Jack at his locker this morning, but on the way there, I saw him accidentally walk right into Alex.
They stood there and stared at each other for a moment.
Jack with a sad, empty look in his eyes, and Alex, with annoyance clear in his expression.
“Move.” He muttered, and pushed right past him like he was nothing.
When Jack sighed and slowly walked over to me, I saw that he was on the verge of tears, but was trying to hold them in for me.
I instantly pulled him in for a long, much needed hug. He tightened his skinny limbs around me, and I heard him sniffling into my chest.
I hated that that asswipe had to hurt my baby so badly to the point where he couldn't even look at him without crying.
He basically broke him; shattered his heart into a million little pieces.
I wanted to fix him back together and make everything all better again, but it was hopeless no matter how hard I tried, and only resulted in me getting my feelings hurt in the end.
I just longed for him to be the happy, overly-excited boy that I once knew. But Alex killed that side of him.
I just want him back.

After school, both my parents were at work, so I invited Jack over for the usual movie, and some popcorn with extra butter, just how he likes it.
We were watching the movie (Forrest Gump) while cuddled up in my bed. Once the movie was over, Jack turned to look at me with tears in his eyes.
“Aw come on baby, we've seen this movie how many times and you still cry at the end?” I gave him a half smile, and tightened my arms around him.
He shook his head, and traced his fingers along my chest in swirly motions.
“It's not that, it's just…I don't know.” He looked away from me.
I tucked my finger under his chin and lifted it up, forcing him to look at me.
“You can tell me anything, ya know?”
He nodded sadly, and sighed.
“Come on, Jacky. Tell me what's on your mind.”
“I don't wanna talk about it, nor do I want to think about it.” Jack stated, stubbornly.
“Well fine then, what do you want to talk about?”
Jack just suddenly leaned in, and gave me a desperate, lingering kiss.
“I don't wanna talk.”
He reconnected our lips once again, and I once again allowed things to get heated.
Our clothes were soon strung out on the floor, love marks stained our skin, and Jack was bouncing on my lap, riding me with enough passion to make me moan every single time we collided.
“Z-Zack! C-coming!!” He panted, bouncing down harder and meeting me halfway until he cried out uncontrollably, coming hard onto my stomach.
I wrapped my arms around his body, pulling him down on top of me, and fucking him hard and fast until I climaxed as well.
We rode out our highs, and Jack moved to lay next to me, as I cleaned us up.
When I laid back down, panting out of breath, I felt wrong. I just didn't feel right, and it was wrecking my brain.
I knew why I felt this way, though. I was feeling once again, as if I were just a distraction from Alex.
I sighed, and rolled over onto my other side, leaving Jack confused.
He wrapped his arm around me, and leaned over to kiss my cheek.
“What's wrong, baby?”
I scoffed, and shook my head.
“Come on Zacky, tell me.”
I was silent for a moment, but then I actually decided to speak up.
“Why do I feel like this is wrong?”
“Um…w-what?” Jack asked, taken aback.
I rolled back onto my back, to see him better.
“I'm tired of doing this, Jack.”
“Tired of doing what??”
“Tired of having to sit back and watch you love someone else, and then always ending up here, wondering why I can't be desirable to you in a different way than just sex.”
“Love someone else?? Zack, that's crazy talk-“
“Don't call me crazy, Jack. I'm a rebound from Alex. That's all I am! I don't want to be.” I sighed and looked away from him.
“Zack, I'm not trying to make you my rebound. I don't want you to feel like I'm using you, because I'm not!”
“But that's exactly what you're doing, Jack! We've been together for almost a month, now! I'm not some painkiller that you can take every night, and then ignore when you're too busy wishing that you could be with your ex!!” I sat up in anger, now.
Jack sat up as well, and looked at me in pure disbelief.
“Zack, I can't believe you're saying all of this right now! You’re being so insensitive..”
“Oh, now I'm insensitive?? I've had to sit back and watch you want Alex all this time, and just when I think you might actually want me, you still want him! I feel like fuckin’ Forrest Gump. I keep trying to save Jenny and win her heart, but she just won't accept me until it’s too late.” I sighed in defeat.
“Zack…I’m sorry, okay? I know it seems like I don't care about you or your feelings, but I do! Yes, Alex treated me like shit, but I loved that guy! It just gets a little hard to cope with sometimes, but I don't mean to just cast you aside when it does..”
“But you still love him. And it’s obvious that you could never ever love me that much. Not even close.” I refused to look at him, averting my eyes down to my lap.
“Maybe I still have some feelings for him, Zack, but you can't blame me! It doesn't mean I don't love you, because I do! I really fucking do!” He had started to cry, but I still couldn't bring myself to look up at him.
“Zack!!” He sobbed, shoving my shoulder to try and get my attention.
“I just can't help but feel the same way that you did when Alex left you. So I guess I do kind of understand..” I said bitterly, finally looking up into his puffy, red orbs.
“I wouldn't wish that feeling on anybody.” He said quietly, looking away from me.
We both fell silent, and just stared at nothing.
The silence was unbearable, but neither of us had anything left to be said.
Now, we just had to figure out where this would lead us next.
Jack had decided quicker than I could.
“Zack…I'm sorry. M-maybe I should.. Maybe we shouldn't… Maybe you're right. Maybe this is wrong.”
I looked up at him in shock, meeting his broken eyes.
“So what are you-“
“What I'm saying is…I don't wanna fuck with your head, Zack. I don't want anyone to feel the way I did, especially not you. Because I care about you so much…so, I guess I should just leave, because I'm not the one you want.”
“But you are the one I want, Jack. You're everything to me.” I felt a stray tear fall down my cheek.
“No, you don't want a broken boyfriend like me, who can't get over his ex. You're right, I can't keep on doing this to you, Zack. I have to learn how to fix myself. I won't keep dragging you down.” He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, as he stood up and began to get dressed.
“You aren't dragging-“
“Stop, Zack. I won't do this to you anymore. I'm sorry.” He gave me one last sad glance, before turning around and heading downstairs.
The second I heard the door shut, sobs began to rip through my body.
Jack broke up with me, and it was all because I just had to yell at him and be insensitive to his problems.
I knew that he loved Alex, and he was an emotional person. Of course it would still hurt him to see Alex being happy with somebody else. Of course it would take him a while to completely get over Alex. I know that it'll take me a lifetime to get over Jack.
I guess I just wanted more than anything to be the one that he's always loved. I wanted so badly for him to look at me the same way I looked at him.
But he was still recovering from Alex. I should've been patient with him.
I can't lose him. Not ever.
I hated that I was just realizing this when it was too late.
Fuck my life.
Wait a minute..
Then I remembered. Jack had traveled here on foot.
He was walking home in the pouring rain. He was walking.
I quickly scrambled out of the bed, and tugged my clothes back on.
It wasn't too late.
I flew downstairs, not even bothering to grab an umbrella on the way out, though it seemed like the logical thing to do.
I ran as fast as I could down the sidewalk, until I could make out his figure, waiting for the pedestrian light to glow, so that he could cross the street.
“JACK! JACK, WAIT!”
This summoned his attention, and he turned around to look at me in shock.
“Zack?? What are you-“
“Do you love me?”
“Zack, wh-“
“Do you love me.” I repeated myself, just wanting a true, genuine answer.
He gazed into my eyes, as if he were searching for something.
“I love you more than I love myself, Zack. I was just too blinded by assholes to see it. You have always been there for me. You are what makes me smile. You are who I look forward to seeing everyday. The reason why I wake up every morning. After getting dumped by Alex, I knew. It took me a while to figure that out, but I knew. I'm in love with you, Zachary Merrick. I just waited too late to realize that.”
I stood there, stunned at his speech.
Jack loves me. He truly does love me, and it’s not just lust.
And I knew he was telling the truth, because he had that glint in his eye, again.
This time, I knew what it meant.
It was love.
“It’s not too late, Jack.” I felt my mouth stretch out into a big, goofy smile.
“W-what?” He looked up at me in disbelief.
“It's not too late. You don't have to try to fix yourself alone, because I'll always be here. You know why?” I wrapped my arms around his waist, and pulled him closer to me.
“Why?” He whispered, gazing into my eyes.
“Because. I love you, too.”
Then, I leaned in to kiss him in the pouring rain.

Notes

My friend requested that I wrote a Merrikat oneshot, so here it is.

I think this might be the worst thing I've ever written, but whatever :P
I think that if I had included more detail and stuff, it would've been like 10 times better.
But I just wanted to hurry up and finish this, so that I could continue working on my other stories.

Anyways...tell me what you think! <3

Thanks! :)