Jack

Maybe the drugs were harming me, maybe the drugs were changing me. Maybe I was a shell of my former self. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles completely white. It was currently raining outside, it was appropriate for the moment. I knew it was all my fault, I knew that I was in the wrong. I would've never raised my hand against anyone had I been in the right state of mind. He walked away because I made the same mistake yet again. He deserved so much better. I was worse than Andy, I made him look like a saint.

I pulled up to Steph's house, she had bought a new place from her breakup. I walked through the rain with all the speed I could muster and slammed my fist into her door. She opened the door and ushered me into her house. She had baggy sweatpants on and a loose fitting t-shirt on which showed she didn't have a bra on.

"You need to explain yourself now, last time I saw you two you were as happy as ever. What did you do," she asked, sitting on the couch.

"I like how you know I fucked up because would Alex screw up that bad? I gave into my cravings, I continued doing my drugs and I want to blame the drugs on the fact that I raised a hand to him. You should've seen the look on his face, he was so hurt, so shocked. He was afraid of me. I fucked everything up," I whispered.

"You hit him?"

"It wasn't meant to happen, I think a drug induced rage came over me. I didn't want to hurt him, I don't want to hurt him."

I sighed and curled up against her, putting my head in her lap. She ran her fingers through my hair, trying to calm me down. She reached over and put a blanket over me as she continued to run the fingers of her free hand through my raven hair. It felt relaxing to be laying like this, I missed this. I mean, yeah it was maybe two hours at most since I had been like this with Alex but still, I liked human interaction.

"Are you and Alex still together," she whispered so I could barely hear it.

"I don't think so," I said just as quietly.

Somehow her lips ended up on mine and I had no intention of pushing her away. I sat up and pressed her against the arm of the couch. I tangled my hands in her hair and bit her lip. She ran her hands up my sides, running them under my shirt, taking in the plains of my body. I pulled her into my lap, one of her hands taking residence on my crouch.

"Do you," her voice trailed off.

I picked her up, her wrapping her legs around my waist. I somehow managed to climb the stairs which was easier said then done. I threw her on her bed as I threw my shirt off. I reattached our lips and climbed on top of her, pulling her pants down slightly. Now I know what you're think? Aren't I gay? Well, let me explain something. Throughout my many "encounters" throughout the past few years I've realized I'm more bisexual than gay. It was something that I had discovered and I was fine with it.

I pulled her sweatpants down and saw she was wearing a bright pink thong. I leaned down and removed it with my teeth. I leaned back up, kissing her softly as I moved my fingers inside her. She moaned against my mouth as I sped up my pace.

"More," she whispered.

She helped me pull my skinny jeans off and I pushed myself inside her. We both a moaning mess. She began to suck on my neck as I thrusted into her. I felt her tighten around me as she came, pushing me over my limit. We both rode out our highs. I pulled myself out of her and laid beside her.

"Thank you Jack," she whispered, kissing meAs I ate softly.

I pulled her into my arms and felt her cuddle into my stomach. I fell asleep with ease. Maybe it was from exhaustion from activities or maybe it was easier to fall asleep with another person beside me. I buried my face into her sweaty hair and let sleep take me over.

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I woke up and saw money on the beside table with a note telling me to take it. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants on which surprisingly fit me. I shoved the money into the pocket. I walked downstairs to see Steph standing there in my shirt from last night and nothing else on. She saw me and smiled before gesturing to the food on the table.

As I ate I had no thoughts about the pink haired boy that was the reason I was here. I now more money to feed my darkest desire. I leaned over and pecked Steph's lips before finishing the breakfast she had prepared. This is what I had grown used to.

Notes

Oh I bet you absolutely hate me right now which I am fine with. Do you think Alex is going to find out about this? Is Jack going to come clean? Will they get back together?

I'm just going to leave my opinion here real quick, I'm not a One Direction fan but Drag Me Down is really good and catchy as hell. I do recommend checking it out.

Leave a comment and rate if you enjoy :)

- Jess