Thanks To You

"Get up, dickhead."

I groaned at the hard shove on my side, rolling over only to fall to the ground. I gasped, opening my eyes to the bright ceiling boob lighting up the room.

"The fuck?" I whined, squinting over to see Mike standing over me with a dopey grin.

Woah woah woah, when the fuck did I get to Mike's house?

"Duuuude. We're late for school, get your ass up." He laughed.

I sat up, moaning at the pain everywhere. I looked down, frowning at the fact I slept in blue skinny jeans. I was even more upset about the gaping whole in my left knee where the stitches were. Most of them were in, but some looked broken.

"Dude, the fuck?" I repeated, cringing at the pain as I moved to get up from the ground.

I stared at my hands, taking note of the black oil staining my fingers and bits of my forearms. Once I got to my feet, I wobbled over to the bathroom and flicked the light on. The pounding in my head worsened and all I could taste on my tongue was stale alcohol. I swallowed dryly, looking at my reflection in shock. The first thing I noticed was the black and purple bruise under my right eye. Next, my blue fringe was a darker shade of blue than before while a white patch was stuck to the skin underneath my right ear. I bit my lip and moved my hands to the dirty tape, pulling it off to reveal a black skull and crossbones. I gawked, poking it and feeling pain. I grimaced, then taking note of the small chunk of short hair that used to be black that is now a dark purple.

"What the fuck!" I shouted, ignoring the familiar aches of a strong hangover.

"Alex, my man." Vic greeted, walking right into the bathroom and over to the toilet. "You got fucked with us last night, man. Even tried to fuck Hime."

I glanced at him incredulously before turning back to the mirror. His pissing filled the room as I poked at the new tattoo. I chuckled in shock, then noticed the piercing through my left eyebrow.

"What the fuck did I do, Vic?" I gasped, poking at it to make sure it was real.

I heard the toilet flush before Vic's laugh filled the room.

"Dude, you came over Saturday night wanting to get fucked because apparently you fucked Kellin Quinn." He told, laughing harder. "Dude, you fucked your boss's son and then you came here and partied with us. I don't know who let you do that, but you look damn good. Oh, I also found you in Mike's room making out with Hime."

"I what?!" I exclaimed, heart pounding in my ears. "Oh shit."

I rubbed my hands over my face, frowning when I could recall nothing.

"You also went to work yesterday at like two in the afternoon. I'm not sure who let you go drunk off your ass, but Brock was happy and I guess you fixed shit fast becasue you got back by seven."

"I fucked Kellin?" I questioned, still in shock.

Last I rememered it was Saturday and Jack was bailing me out. Then I dropped him off since he seems to be done with me now. Shit, I started drinking after that.

"Fuck." I groaned, jumping at the loud sound of a blow horn to my left.

"Let's go!" Mike shouted from my side.

I moaned, the familiar churning and pounding all over making me want to die.

"Take this, dude."

I slowly looked over to Mike, taking the plastic cup from his hands. I frowned, sniffing it and gagging at the smell of straight vodka.

"Oh don't be a pussy and down it like you usually do. You'll feel better. Also, take some hits with me. We're already supposed to be at third hour, what's one more? Then we can go to lunch." He shrugged.

I sighed, biting my lip as I held the cup in front of me. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes before placing the cup against my lips.

It's just water. Just water. I told myself, chugging the red solo cup in a few seconds before hurriedly bending over towards the sink. I gagged, hurriedly switching the facet on to scoop some water into my mouth before I slid to the ground. The harsh spinning in my head stopped after a few deep breaths and I smiled, the effect already taking over me.

"I feel great now, thanks man." I chuckled, taking the hand Mike offered me.

I stood to my feet, glancing down at my work t-shirt and dirty hands without a second thought.

"Let's just go." I smiled, feeling tingly and happy. "Shit, I love you guys."

"Love you too, Alex." Vic laughed, patting my side. "You guys are idiots."

"Yeah, love you." Mike laughed, shoving the half gne blunt into my fingers.

I grinned, taking a hit happily. My whole body relaxed and I just felt happy and free. Nothing clouded my mind like usual and I seriously just felt happy. It's great to feel like this.

"Let's go. Maybe we can make up an excuse about why we weren't there..." Mike trailed off, sucking in a hit as I followed him out of the bedroom.

I shrugged, walking out into their living room before following him out of the door. He locked it behind him and I sighed, holding my hand out for the blunt. He passed it over, allowing me to take a long hit before I handed it back. I kept it in and slowly walked to Vic's car with him. He opened the back door just as I exhaled and I laughed a little as I plopped in after him.

"Dude, I fucked another guy." I told, still thinking about it.

"I know. You told me all about how tight and good he was." Mike giggled along. "Now you know how I feel when I fuck Tony."

I chuckled, closing my eyes as I leaned back in the seat.

"Alex, oh God." Kellin moaned. "You're drunk."

"M'not drunk." I muttered breathlessly as I trailed my hands down his bare hips.

"This is more than kissing." He commented as I pressed down harder.

"Stop me if you don't want it." I chuckled, pressing my bare chest against his when he gasped.

I licked my swollen lips, watching his face grow red as he looked away from me. I waited patiently for what felt like forever before I moved onto my knees, ignoring the pain from my stitches as I tugged my briefs down my thighs.

"Fuck me. Please, fuck me Alex." He begged, eyeing my length hungrily.

I smirked again, admiring his bare legs before nodding my head.

"You're pretty hot." I stated, running my hands up his smooth legs until they stopped at his slightly chubby hip bones. "Fuck."

"Gimme your fingers. I'll show you how it works." He whined, taking my right hand in his hand.

"This one." I corrected, taking my right hand and handing him my left.

"You're a lefty?" He giggled.

"Mhm." I nodded, moaning as he sucked three fingers into his mouth.

I felt his thick spit coat the digits, immediately moving them to his asshole when he took them from his mouth. Without a warning, I shoved two fingers in and bit my lip at his slutty moan. My fingers went in easy, but he was still pretty tight.

"Shit, who'd you-you fuck last?" I slurred a bit, feeling my dick twitch at the tightness around my fingers.

"Myself." He answered, reaching down to grab my wrist.

I gaped down as I watched him urge my fingers in deeper. I moaned, making sure to twist my fingers around a few times before pushing a third one in.

"Oh!" Kellin gasped, muscles clenching.

"You good?" I grunted, feeeling precome leaking out of me already.

"Mm, mhm." He hummed, moaning as I spread my fingers one more time.

"Dude, you're popping a boner over there."

I jumped out of my thoughts at Mike's loud yell and looked down at my lap to see the tent forming.

"Stop thinking about Kellin's tight ass." Vic laughed from the driver seat.

I laughed along, trying to get the thoughts out of my head.

"Or you could just find him and fuck him in an empty room like you've done with Casey." Mike suggested.

"I like that idea better." I admitted, grinning lazily as he passed the blunt back to me.

I took the last hit and laughed, chucking it out of my open window. The wind blew my hair back and I smiled, enjoying the fresh air as Vic drove through the familiar streets. Minutes later we pulled into the parking lot, my shoulders slouching in dissapointment.

"I fucking hate school." I whined once the car stopped by the entrance.

"Me fucking too." Mike groaned.

I pushed the door open and steppep out.

"Here you go, you sad little fuckers." Vic cheered.

I furrowed my brows, bending back in before Mike could climb out to see Vic holding out two full water bottles.

"I don't want any water." I frowned, mind growing more hazy as the minutes passed. "It'll make it go away."

"This is special water." Vic pushed.

I shrugged and leaned more in, grabing the one held out to me while Mike grabbed the other. I stepped back out and watched as Mike clumsily got out after me. I chuckled, closing the door once he was out of the way.

"I'll be here to pick you guys up!" Vic called before speeding away obnoxiously.

"Dude, I really don't wanna go in there." Mike sighed.

I nodded in agreement, stumbling slightly when I reluctantly started walking beside him. Swallowing thickly from my sudden cotton mouth, I untwisted the water and took a large slug.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed, feeling the familiar burn down my throat and choking on what didn't make it's way down my throat.

"Shit, are you okay?" Mike laughed, patting my back as I crouched over.

I laughed, still choking n my spit before dry-heaving a good few times.

"Dude, that's not...water..." I managed to get out through coughs.

I stood up straight and patted my chest, grimacing at the taste in my mouth.

"Are you serious?" He asked, pulling my open bottle up to his nose.

He gagged in response, causing me to laugh so hard I couldn't breathe.

"Dude, the weed is setting in and this is not a good mix." I cackled, dropping to my knees. "Holy shit!"

Mike dropped down beside me before rolling onto the ground as I clutched my side. My vision blurred and I could feel tears pouring out of my eyes from laughing so hard.

"Jesus...dude...we need'a get up." I sputtered out, finally calming down a bit.

I managed to get to my feet before stumbling over to Mike while he continued rolling around. I shook my head, taking another long gulp of the bottle before twisting the cap on. I set it on the ground and focused on grabbing the back of Mike's shorts. I snorted, pulling as hard as I could.

"I'm flying!" He shouted as I pulled him back to his feet.

"I'm fucking pulling you, idiot!" I sniggered, letting go of his pants once he was balanced.

"Oh, dude.." Mike trailed off, turning to face me with big eyes. "We're fucked up."

"Should we even go in?" I wondered.

"I have to, dude. To many hours missing and I'm not trying to get beat for getting kicked out of school. Hispanic mothers have no sympathy for that shit." He reasoned.

"We better get in then." I smiled, thinking about his mom hitting him with a spoon like she did when we skipped a whole three days.

"Leggooo." He drawled out, saluting me before walking towards the school doors.

I laughed, picking up my water bottle before running to catch up with him. We raced to the school doors and stepped in to hear silence. I looked around the empty halls, blurry eyes stopping at the door to the office.

"C'mon." I said, pointing to the office.

I stepped ahead, leading the way as Mike giggled behind me. I grinned, pulling the door open and stepping inside. I immediately got the attention of the secretary which is a rare occurance.

"We need passes." I told her, snatching a handful of candies from the small bowl on the counter.

"And where have you been all this time?" She questioned.

I glanced down as I opened one of the candies before popping it into my mouth and swishing it around a bit.

"Uh....working." I shrugged, remembering my stained hands and bringing them up so she could see. "Gotta make money for college, y'know."

She rolled her eyes, grabbing the packet of passes anyways. After tearing two off, she quickly wrote the time and handed them over slowly. I took them with a smile and passed one to Mike.

"You're not getting into college with how much you've skipped school already." She smiled sweetly.

I gawked, hearing Mike try to stifle his laughs while I stood in fake shock. After a few seconds, I broke out into a grin and shrugged as I sucked on the butterscotch.

"You're right." I confirmed, turning around and walking back out the door with Mike right behind me.

"Dude, you almost forgot this." He whispered loudly, shoving my water bottle into the crease of my arm.

"Thanks, man." I grinned, holding it tightly as we made our way to the lunchroom.

"Meet me outside after school, yeah? Now go find Kell." He chuckled, patting my back before walking to where Tony probably was.

I nodded, laughing to myself as I made my way to my usual table. I plopped down in my seat with a bright smile, catching the attention of Rian, Cass, and Jack sitting in the first three seats across from me.

"Uh....hi?" Rian greeted questioningly as he looked me up and down. "What the hell happened to you?"

"I missed you guys." I grinning uncontrollably before setting the bottle on the table and standing up.

I crunched on the candy, swallowing it as I moved over to stand behind Rian.

"What the fuck are-"

I cut Rian off as I leaned over him and pecked his lips spiderman stlye.

"I missed you." I noted before moving to Cassadee and pecking her as well. "An you."

I moved behind Jack quickly, chuckling when he tried to shrug me off before I forced his chin up and pressed my lips to his. I kept them there for a few extra seconds, savoring the moment before I pulled back.

"I definitely missed you." I winked, leaning down to peck him one more time before I made my way back around to my seat.

I sat down silently, looking at the other seats to find them all empty so far.

"You just molested me, my girlfriend, and extra molested Jack." Rian told slowly.

"I was showing my love for you." I smirked, pulling another candy from my pocket.

"You touched my hair with those dirty ass hands?!" Cass squealed, pulling her purse onto the table as she frantically searched through it. "You're dead if you got that grease on me."

"What the hell is on your neck?"

My attention moved from fingers fumbling with the wrapper and over to Jack's gorgeous face.

"Which side?" I chuckled, finally opening the candy.

"Is that a tattoo?" He rephrased.

"Yup." I nodded, popping the butterscotch into my mouth with a shrug. "Woke up with it."

"You don't just wake up with a tattoo and an eyebrow piercing!" Cass scolded, putting her bag back down. "And you dyed your hair again-wait a second. Look at me."

I grinned, widening my eyes as I stared back at her.

"You fucking asshole!"

I furrowed my eyebrows, turning around to see Kellin storming up to me with a nasty glare.

"How am I an ass?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

I gasped, not expecting the hard slap across my face.

"What the fuck." I groaned, holding my left cheek.

"How are you an ass?!" He exclaimed, causing a scene around our table or probably the whole damn room. "You literally humped and dumped me!"

"I didn't! I was gonna come find you so we could go to one of the practice rooms-fuck!" I frowned when I got another hard slap.

"I'm more than just a fuck, Alex!" He spat, raising his hand again.

"Coulda fooled me with how fast you spread your legs for me." I hissed back, catching him off guard. "Don't fucking hit me again. I was drunk and horny and you were there. It's not my fault you're easy-"

"Hey! Knock it off, both of you!"

I gulped at the sound of the Mr. Suggs from behind me. I bit my lip, sucking extra hard on the candy to disguise the alcohol on my breath before turning to face him.

"Kellin, go to the principle's office." He ordered sternly, a rare tone for someone as easy going and nice as him. "Alex, come with me."

"Can't I finish my lunch?" I asked hopefully, chewing off a piece of the butterscotch.

"Get your ass up, Gaskarth. I'm not joking around. This is a matter of suspension or expulsion." He snapped, motioning for me to stand up.

I bit my lip, slowly looking back to my shocked friends as I slowly slid off of the seat. I grabbed the bottle, my gaze landing on Casey from across the cafeteria. She flipped me off and grinned before sitting down with her friends and I could almost feel the color drain from my face.

"You fucking cunt!" I screamed angrily.

"Hey!" Mr. Suggs shouted, unnecessarily loud in my ear as he grabbed my arm.

I hissed when he gripped one of my bruises too hard and shrugged him off.

"Get your hands off me." I snapped, everything hitting me all at once.

I felt the room spin and I stumbled a bit, everything coming back into focus a few seconds later. I slouched my shoulders when I looked into Mr. Suggs' suspicious eyes and I knew what was coming. He leaned forward, way to close for comfort and sniffed around me.

"I can't believe you." He frowned in disappointment, loosening his grip on my arm before he was pulling me out of the crowded room.
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Getting kicked out of high school in the middle of senior year should really be bumming me out, but instead I'm sitting on the curb without a care in the world while I wait for the last bell to ring so I can go back to Mike's. I sighed, untwisting the bottle and drinking some more.

"Fuck school. Never liked it anyway." I slurred to myself, feeling on top of the world as I soaked in the intense warm fuzzy feeling of being drunk. "Can do whatever I want. My life. My vodka. My Jack. All of it."

I chugged the rest of the bottle and tossed it to the side, not caring where it landed. The loud sound of the bell rang throughout the school and I clapped to myself happily. Looking straight ahead, all of the cars started spinning and I felt myself slowly move until all I could see was the sun shining in my face. I groaned, covering my eyes with my elbow while doors opening and loud talking surrounded me.

I swallowed thickly, the familiar tingling filling my chin as spit poured out from my lips. I turned to the side, opening my mouth just enough to let all of the spit leak out when I heard heavy footsteps hurriying towards me.

"Alex?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

I whined whined the elbow covering my eyes was yanked, forcing me back into a sitting position.

"Everything's spinnin' baby." I slurred, looking into Jack's wide eyes.

"Why the fuck are you drunk in school, Alex?" He demanded. "You could get in so much trouble."

"Kicked out I got." I laughed, using my right hand to try and stifle the sounds when Jack's face turned angry.

"Fucking idiot." He muttered, looking around. "Get up. You're coming home with me."

"I'm waiting for Mike and-and Vic." I hiccuped.

"There is no way in hell I am letting you go back with them in this state, Alex. Oh my God , this is a fucking disaster. It's like Friday all over again." He ranted. "Come on, we've got a lot to talk about when we get home."

"Can we makeout?" I pleaded as he tugged on my arm again.

"What?" He asked incredulously.

I wiped the drool off of my chin with my free arm and grinned as I leaned forward. He backed up and looked around before standing to his feet and holding his hands out.

"Come on, get up." He sighed.

I frowned, crossing my arms over my chest as I pouted.

"Alex, seriously get the fuck up. My mom is here." He hissed, grabbing my hands and forcing them away from my chest as he pulled me to my feet.

"Woooooah." I gasped, holding onto his arms to steady myself.

"Shut the fuck up and eat a piece of gum. She can not know that you're drunk, do you understand?" He said slowly.

"I don't have gum." I mumbled, staring at his lips.

I moved my gaze back to his eyes when I heard a smack and noticed he hit himself in the head.

"Fucking drunk dumbass." He groaned.

"Tha's not nice, baby." I frowned.

"Don't call me that." He sighed, cheeks turning red. "Here."

I opened my mouth, allowing him to shove the gum into my mouth before he was turning me around and leading me to his mom's familiar red jeep.

"Remember. You are not drunk." He whispered into my ear before pulling the back door open.

I nodded, climbing on the seats and scooting over enough for Jack to climb in beside me.

"Good afternoon boys." Mrs. Joyce greeted.

"Hey." Jack replied. "Is it okay for Alex to stay over tonight?"

"Of course, I haven't see you around for a while Alex." She agreed. "How are you doing? You look...different."

"I'm not drunk." I blurted, biting my lip when Jack elbowed me in the side. "Ow."

"Um, I would hope not." She laughed, looking at me through the rear-view mirror.

I grinned lazily and chomped on the gum hurriedly to spread the flavor around my mouth. She raised her eyebrows at me before it was clear for her to pull out of the parking lot.

"Yeah, I'm super sober alright." I chirped, clearing my throat to cover up my slur.

"How about we listen to some music?" Jack suggested, pinching my side.

"Alright." She nodded, turning the volume back up.

"Stop hurting me, baby." I whined, forcing his fingers off of my side and intertwining them with mine instead.

"Did you just call Jack baby?" Mrs. Joyce asked, turning the volume down again as she glanced back.

"Yes." I chuckled at the same time Jack said no.

"He didn't." Jack corrected.

I bit my lip, suddenly feeling hot and sweaty. She raised her eyebrows at us again before reluctantly turning the radio back up.

"I'm going to kill you." He whispered, making my eyes go wide.

I chuckled, trying to cover my mouth with my left hand to stop it. It was uncontrollable just like when Vic dropped us off earlier. I could feel my stomach clenching uncomfortably from the loud laughs escaping my throat.

"Shut up." Jack hissed, forcing the fingers of the hand I wasn't holding into my thigh.

I stopped laughing, moaning in pain instead until he let go. I pouted, trying to busy myself with twirling my lip ring around. I played with it for a while until my attention went down to mine and Jack's hand still lazily intertwined and I smiled. Holding Kellin's hand was different, but it didn't feel as great as this.

"Okay, I'm just dropping you boys off because I have to go pick May up from the junior high." Mrs. Joyce spoke, interrupting my thoughts.

"Okay, thanks mom." Jack smiled, opening his door and sliding out.

"Thanks mom." I repeated, almost choking on the gum in my mouth when Jack yanked me roughly.

"You're welcome boys. Jack be careful, Alex is not a rag doll." She scolded lightly.

"Bye!" He called before shutting the door.

I frowned when he dropped my hand and continued up his driveway without another word. I sighed, staggering my way up behind him. He pushed the front door open and stepped inside, waiting until I was in to close the door.

"Joe?!" Jack yelled, getting no answer and kicking his shoes off.

"Where's he?" I wondered.

"Probably at work." He sighed, looking me up and down. "Speaking of work, you must've got your job back? You're dirty as hell and I'm making you take a shower."

"We're alone?" I smirked suggestively, wiggling my eyebrows.

"You're so annoying." He scoffed, setting his backpack next to the shoes.

"I dunno wha'ur talkin'bout." I shrugged, stumbling out of my shoes.

"Okay, well you need to take a shower now, okay? So come on. Jesus, I don't even know what the hell you've done since I seen you Saturday morning." He frowned, taking my wrist and leading me to the stairs.

I stumbled, tripping over my feet every time we went up a step. I groaned, slamming into the wall at the top and hurting my shoulder. Jack chuckled, dragging me down the hall until we got into the bathroom. He flicked the bright light on and walked over to the shower. I moved to sit on the toilet while he ran the water and closed the curtain.

"You broke some of your stitches!" Jack exclaimed, pointing to the tear in my knee. "How can someone so cute be so fucking stupid? Can you answer that?"

"You said I'm cute!" I accused with a dopey grin.

"Shut up, I didn't mean it." He blushed.

"You don't think I'm cute?" I frowned, slouching my shoulders.

"I do, okay? Be happy now." He confirmed, rolling his eyes. "Now get up and get in the shower."

"I don't want to." I refused.

"Alex, you better get in it or the water is going to get fucking cold." He warned.

I smirked, licking my sticky lips and leaning forward to rest my arms on my thighs lazily. He crossed his arms over his chest and shifted his weight onto one leg as he pointed to the running water.

"'M not get'n in without you." I slurred.

"Uh...yes you are." He informed, looking away from me as he pulled the curtain open. "Get in."

"Not 'til you get in." I smirked.

"I'm not showering with you." He refused, shaking his head as his cheeks grew more red. "Now get the hell up and in there."

He stepped forward, bending forward enough to get a hold of my forearms. He pulled lightly, groaning when I didn't budge. He let go in defeat, crossing his arms over his chest again while he glared down at me.

"The water is getting cold." He told, pulling the curtain open.

"You gonna warm me up?" I winked lazily, raising an eyebrow.

He groaned loudly, running his hands through his hair. Shaking his head, he stepped towards me again and gripped my forearms tightly before pulling hard. I jolted forward, almost falling to my knees as I wobbled to the side from the force.

"Get up and I'll think about it." He bribed.

I tried to stand up straight way too fast, making me fall back on to the toilet seat. Jack's hands were still connected to my arms as I fell back, forcing him to awkwardly spread his legs I didn't knee him in the balls. I grunted when his ass met my lap and felt him drop my arms quickly.

"Wait." I blurted, stopping him from moving.

"Sorry." He blushed, rubbing his face. "Just-uh let me get up-"

I ignored him, leaning forward to do what I've been dying to do since he pulled me up on the sidewalk.

"Alex." He gasped.

I chuckled, leaning forward and pressing my lips to his.

Notes

So I didn't go into much detail about Alex and Kellin because it's something Alex can only remember bits and pieces to. He's kinda an ass. Anyway more about what happened at school is explained in the next chapter if it's not obvious why he got kicked out :) Sorry to cut the chapter off just like that, but there's a lot that's going to be happening in the next chap! Hope everyone enjoys!