I'm Gonna Break Down These Walls
Nothings Gonna Change Us
Alex
Ive thankfully managed to hide the black eye from my parents for a few days, and now it wasn’t noticeable, it just hurt to touch. I doubt they would notice if I came home with a dyed hair, a sleeve of tattoos, and piercings. I would never do that stuff.
Well, I would dye my hair once or twice, and maybe not a sleeve of tattoos but I definitely want some.
But, not like my parents would notice. They don’t care about me, as long as I’m straight and have good grades they don’t give a shit about my life.
I took another bite of my cereal, scrolling through my twitter notifications.
“So Alex, you’ve been making friends at school, haven’t you?” my mother randomly asked, she was sitting across the kitchen table from me, reading the newspaper.
I don’t know why she reads it, she can just look online like a normal person.
“Yeah,” I answered. She always asks this occasionally, to make sure I’m not absolutely depressed and suicidal. How caring.
“Well your Dad and I were thinking, since we are all new here in Baltimore we really don’t know many families, we would like to meet your friend Jack.”
I spit my mouthful of cereal into hand, choking on the half chewed mushy food in shock.
“W-what?”
I watched my Dad walk into the room, dressed in his business suit, clutching a mug of coffee.
“Yeah! We want to get to know your friends, if you ever invited them over here we would meet them, but you go to Jack’s house everyday, and we want to see your new best friend.” he explained. He makes it seem like I have tons of friends.
But, Jack meeting my parents seems like a terrible idea.
My loud, rebellious, energetic, undisciplined, boyfriend who is extremely sexually forward, in a house with my discriminatory, posh, old fashioned parents.
If they find out that Jack has even associated with a queer person before, he would be banned from my house. Let alone him being BISEXUAL, dating me, their GAY son.
Why did I have to be in this family? There are lovely families I’ve dreamed of being a part of, that accept their children for who they are, and the way they were born to be.
Nope,if I’m lucky, after they find out my sexuality, I might see them one more time in my life. It would probably be them protesting my wedding.
If I refused to have him over, they would know something was up. Ugh, I hate this.
“Okay,” I sighed.
“How about dinner together tonight? I can make my gourmet garlic salmon!” Mom exclaimed.
“Is Tom going to be home tonight?”
“Yes,”
“Okay,”
Thank god, well, I think. I don’t know if he will be helpful or not, but it will be comforting to know that he would be there. Also, he really wanted to get to know Jack better, I can’t blame him.
While I was on my way to school, I was secretly hoping Jack would be sick today. I would absolutely miss him the entire day, of course, but then he could get out of dinner with my parents. My parents live life an entirely different way than him.
I don’t think they will be fond of Jack’s constant dick jokes, inappropriate language, and how his hands will most likely be all over me during dinner. I love all those things about him, but my parent’s expect different things.
They expect someone who follows the rules, no.
Someone with good grades, nope.
Maybe with a steady and long term girlfriend, definitely not.
I frowned as I saw Jack, no escaping now.
“Jack, I am so so so sorry for what I’m about to say,” I started, watching him turn around with a confused face.
“Alex… did you cheat on me?” he asked with a frown.
“WHAT? No!!! Never!!!!” I gasped, reaching up to give him a peck on the lips.
“Good,” he smiled, and leaned in to kiss me deeper, but I pulled away, making him groan.
“Sorry, but listen to me. It’s my family, they want to meet you.” I stated.
“What? Do they know about us?” he questioned, looking concerned.
“No, do you seriously think I would be still alive and breathing if they knew?” I said
sarcastically.
“You’re getting sassier, I love it.” he chuckled. Wow, I really was.
“I’ve just been spending too much time with you,” I giggled, making him smile.
“Never too much time,” he kissed my lips once again. I pulled away, making him pout.
“You keep distracting me! The point-”
“The point is that you look really fucking good in this red shirt,” he interrupted, running a hand down my chest and stomach. I blushed at the sensation of his hand on me, making my face match the color of my shirt.
“Again, the point is-”
“You’re really cute when you get all bossy, Lexy-”
“The point is that you can’t do this stuff anymore! You can’t tell me I look cute, or kiss me, or touch me, or any of that stuff that I love. Just for tonight, we have to pretend that we are just friends. They want you over because they don’t actually believe I have friends, and they want proof.” I stated.
Jack let out a loud sigh when I said he can’t kiss me.
“It’s going to be really hard, but we can pretend we are just friends.” Jack mumbled.
“That’s impossible,” I frowned, looking up at him. It breaks my heart even thinking about us not being together. Jack’s my other half, he’s my favorite person in the world.
I don’t know what I would do without my green bean.
“I know, baby.” he sighed, and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.
Before I could respond, he started rambling.
“I don’t know what it’s like to be your friend, since the second we met we’ve never really been anything but boyfriends.”
“Not true, it was like a month!” I protested.
“Yeah, but we were practically dating. I made my claim on you obvious so no other boy would try to snatch you from me.” he explained, making me smile.
“Yeah, obvious claim that was attempting to kiss me, when I made it clear that we were just friends.” I chuckled.
I was such an idiot, I should’ve dated him the first time he tried to kiss me. It’s insane that he kept such an interest for me for so long, when I was showing no sign of it back.
Jack really is amazing, I’m so lucky to have him.
“Well yeah, I mean I was hanging around the most beautiful boy I’ve ever seen, who was just being all adorable constantly, you should be proud that I held back so many urges to throw you up against a wall and have my way with you.” Jack chuckled, making my face turn even redder than before.
“Another example of what not to do with my parents,” I giggled, he reached down to kiss me but I turned my head so he kissed my ear. He gave me an annoyed and questioning look.
“Gimme your lips, Lex!” he whined.
I hate not kissing him just as much as he does, but it’s funny to see him get so upset over such a little thing that has became a habit. I never knew he liked kissing me that much.
“It’s practice for tonight,” I explained.
“This is torture.” he groaned.
“Well, Tom’s going to be there, and he would never say anything, he’ll just be jealous that his boyfriend isn’t meeting our parents.” I said.
“I get to meet them before they find out about us, and hate me.” he faked excitement for the terrible situation we were in.
This is way too early to meet parents in out relationship anyway. I haven’t even seen a picture of his parents, they are never home.
They are always working or on vacation, I wish my life was like that.
I just live my whole life in fear.
“I-I know they are terrible, don’t let them g-get to you.” I told Jack in a shaky voice.
“Don’t let them get to you. I’m not nervous, you shouldn’t be either.” he reassured me, wrapping two arms around my waist.
“Have you met me? I’m always nervous.” I chuckled.
“You’re always adorable.”
Ive thankfully managed to hide the black eye from my parents for a few days, and now it wasn’t noticeable, it just hurt to touch. I doubt they would notice if I came home with a dyed hair, a sleeve of tattoos, and piercings. I would never do that stuff.
Well, I would dye my hair once or twice, and maybe not a sleeve of tattoos but I definitely want some.
But, not like my parents would notice. They don’t care about me, as long as I’m straight and have good grades they don’t give a shit about my life.
I took another bite of my cereal, scrolling through my twitter notifications.
“So Alex, you’ve been making friends at school, haven’t you?” my mother randomly asked, she was sitting across the kitchen table from me, reading the newspaper.
I don’t know why she reads it, she can just look online like a normal person.
“Yeah,” I answered. She always asks this occasionally, to make sure I’m not absolutely depressed and suicidal. How caring.
“Well your Dad and I were thinking, since we are all new here in Baltimore we really don’t know many families, we would like to meet your friend Jack.”
I spit my mouthful of cereal into hand, choking on the half chewed mushy food in shock.
“W-what?”
I watched my Dad walk into the room, dressed in his business suit, clutching a mug of coffee.
“Yeah! We want to get to know your friends, if you ever invited them over here we would meet them, but you go to Jack’s house everyday, and we want to see your new best friend.” he explained. He makes it seem like I have tons of friends.
But, Jack meeting my parents seems like a terrible idea.
My loud, rebellious, energetic, undisciplined, boyfriend who is extremely sexually forward, in a house with my discriminatory, posh, old fashioned parents.
If they find out that Jack has even associated with a queer person before, he would be banned from my house. Let alone him being BISEXUAL, dating me, their GAY son.
Why did I have to be in this family? There are lovely families I’ve dreamed of being a part of, that accept their children for who they are, and the way they were born to be.
Nope,if I’m lucky, after they find out my sexuality, I might see them one more time in my life. It would probably be them protesting my wedding.
If I refused to have him over, they would know something was up. Ugh, I hate this.
“Okay,” I sighed.
“How about dinner together tonight? I can make my gourmet garlic salmon!” Mom exclaimed.
“Is Tom going to be home tonight?”
“Yes,”
“Okay,”
Thank god, well, I think. I don’t know if he will be helpful or not, but it will be comforting to know that he would be there. Also, he really wanted to get to know Jack better, I can’t blame him.
While I was on my way to school, I was secretly hoping Jack would be sick today. I would absolutely miss him the entire day, of course, but then he could get out of dinner with my parents. My parents live life an entirely different way than him.
I don’t think they will be fond of Jack’s constant dick jokes, inappropriate language, and how his hands will most likely be all over me during dinner. I love all those things about him, but my parent’s expect different things.
They expect someone who follows the rules, no.
Someone with good grades, nope.
Maybe with a steady and long term girlfriend, definitely not.
I frowned as I saw Jack, no escaping now.
“Jack, I am so so so sorry for what I’m about to say,” I started, watching him turn around with a confused face.
“Alex… did you cheat on me?” he asked with a frown.
“WHAT? No!!! Never!!!!” I gasped, reaching up to give him a peck on the lips.
“Good,” he smiled, and leaned in to kiss me deeper, but I pulled away, making him groan.
“Sorry, but listen to me. It’s my family, they want to meet you.” I stated.
“What? Do they know about us?” he questioned, looking concerned.
“No, do you seriously think I would be still alive and breathing if they knew?” I said
sarcastically.
“You’re getting sassier, I love it.” he chuckled. Wow, I really was.
“I’ve just been spending too much time with you,” I giggled, making him smile.
“Never too much time,” he kissed my lips once again. I pulled away, making him pout.
“You keep distracting me! The point-”
“The point is that you look really fucking good in this red shirt,” he interrupted, running a hand down my chest and stomach. I blushed at the sensation of his hand on me, making my face match the color of my shirt.
“Again, the point is-”
“You’re really cute when you get all bossy, Lexy-”
“The point is that you can’t do this stuff anymore! You can’t tell me I look cute, or kiss me, or touch me, or any of that stuff that I love. Just for tonight, we have to pretend that we are just friends. They want you over because they don’t actually believe I have friends, and they want proof.” I stated.
Jack let out a loud sigh when I said he can’t kiss me.
“It’s going to be really hard, but we can pretend we are just friends.” Jack mumbled.
“That’s impossible,” I frowned, looking up at him. It breaks my heart even thinking about us not being together. Jack’s my other half, he’s my favorite person in the world.
I don’t know what I would do without my green bean.
“I know, baby.” he sighed, and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.
Before I could respond, he started rambling.
“I don’t know what it’s like to be your friend, since the second we met we’ve never really been anything but boyfriends.”
“Not true, it was like a month!” I protested.
“Yeah, but we were practically dating. I made my claim on you obvious so no other boy would try to snatch you from me.” he explained, making me smile.
“Yeah, obvious claim that was attempting to kiss me, when I made it clear that we were just friends.” I chuckled.
I was such an idiot, I should’ve dated him the first time he tried to kiss me. It’s insane that he kept such an interest for me for so long, when I was showing no sign of it back.
Jack really is amazing, I’m so lucky to have him.
“Well yeah, I mean I was hanging around the most beautiful boy I’ve ever seen, who was just being all adorable constantly, you should be proud that I held back so many urges to throw you up against a wall and have my way with you.” Jack chuckled, making my face turn even redder than before.
“Another example of what not to do with my parents,” I giggled, he reached down to kiss me but I turned my head so he kissed my ear. He gave me an annoyed and questioning look.
“Gimme your lips, Lex!” he whined.
I hate not kissing him just as much as he does, but it’s funny to see him get so upset over such a little thing that has became a habit. I never knew he liked kissing me that much.
“It’s practice for tonight,” I explained.
“This is torture.” he groaned.
“Well, Tom’s going to be there, and he would never say anything, he’ll just be jealous that his boyfriend isn’t meeting our parents.” I said.
“I get to meet them before they find out about us, and hate me.” he faked excitement for the terrible situation we were in.
This is way too early to meet parents in out relationship anyway. I haven’t even seen a picture of his parents, they are never home.
They are always working or on vacation, I wish my life was like that.
I just live my whole life in fear.
“I-I know they are terrible, don’t let them g-get to you.” I told Jack in a shaky voice.
“Don’t let them get to you. I’m not nervous, you shouldn’t be either.” he reassured me, wrapping two arms around my waist.
“Have you met me? I’m always nervous.” I chuckled.
“You’re always adorable.”
Notes
IM ALIVE
sorry everyone, i lost wifi for a few days, it was horrible
I had zero contact with the world, but im back
i come back with a long and cutesy chapter as an apology for my absence
and Jack is meeting Alex's parents!!! How do you think it's going to go?
Hah, do you think they are gonna find out about jalex?
ohhhh :O
btw everyone, just to let you know because im always so weirdly open about me writing this story, im having a tough time figuring out the timing of this
i wanted to make things between jalex go pretty slow and gradual, but i have some pretty crazy chapters planned soon, that's why im having jack meet alex's parents as a filler.
I was wondering if you guys care if it goes fast or slow, like if you want more filler, cutesy chapters or if you just want to go straight to all the drama and if you don't care that'd be useful to know too lol
either one is fine with me, but if you tell me in the comments it would be super duper helpful because im not too good of a judge XD
i thought this gif fit well to this chapter :D
Title credit- Just The Way I'm Not
"Do you think Tay is going to sabatoge Jalex"
Considering this is my second time reading this, yes
7/11/17