We make a really good team

Though not everyone sees

We got this crazy chemistry

Between us
//


Jack


“THAT WAS SO FUN!”

I chuckled at Alex’s reaction as I tried to get off the motorcycle, but he was still had his arms wrapped around me tightly. I parked at his mailbox at the end of his driveway, and I couldn't help but be impressed with him.

I thought that he was for sure going to hate the entire ride, because when we went to the parking lot and he found out that I had a motorcycle he nearly shit his pants he was so scared.

He’d flinch when I turned it on, and started yelling at me for having something so dangerous. He seemed really pissed at me, but I thought it was adorable.

After nearly 5 minutes of convincing him, and some forcing, he finally got on it. Then, after I gave him my helmet he started scolding me that I should wear the helmet.
But there was no fucking way I was going to let anything happen to that beautiful boy, especially while we’re on my bike.

I spent the whole time appreciating how tightly he was holding onto me, our bodies pressed together with no space in between us. Honestly, it turned me on a little.

It took ten minutes to get to his house from the school, and I pulled up to a white medium sized house with dark blue shutters decorating the windows, and a welcoming looking dark brown door.

There was a basketball hoop in the driveway, surprising me because I didn’t think that he was the athletic type, so I assumed the people who owned this house before probably left it. An old tire swing was attached to a tall tree in front of the house, along with a few dog toys in the yard. As I kept checking out the scenery I saw a little brown and white dog digging a hole in his large, perfectly manicured, dark green backyard.

Damn, if this doesn’t look like a classic family house then I don’t know what does.

“When can we do that again? I think I love motorcycles.” Alex panted, ripping the helmet off his head as he struggled to get his other leg over the tall motorcycle making me chuckle.

This must have been the most adventurous thing this boy has ever done, judging by the looks of his house and his reaction.

“Aww, you’re so perfect for me.” I mumbled, I couldn’t help but adore the fact that he liked motorcycles.
The more I spend time with him, I find myself discovering things about him that I’ve always wanted in a significant other.

Not that I want him to be my significant other.

“You get to do that everyday? All the time? My mom would kill me if she saw me on one of these! Doesn’t your mom yell at you? How did she even let you get one of those? Is it all yours, or is it your dad’s or something?” Alex rambled, seeming too excited to hear what I just said out loud.

I really didn’t feel like getting into family shit right now, and looked at the time on my phone and saw that I was going to be late.

“I gotta go, okay? I’ll see you tomorrow, dimples.” I told him, and started to run my hand through his fringe that was sticking up in all different directions from the helmet.

I felt a little guilty as his excited expression fell and disappointment filled his eyes when I told him that I had to go.

“Oh... I was going to ask you if you wanted to stay for dinner. My mom is making lasagna.” he pouted adorably, not purposefully trying to make my heart ache but he did it anyway.

Butterflies filled in my stomach as I thought about going into Alex’s house, meeting his mom, eating bomb ass lasagna, going into his room, sitting on his bed. I resented how excited I was just by the thought of getting closer to Alex, and immediately pushed it away.

“I’m sorry, maybe next time, okay?” I offered, trying to get his hopes up again.

“O-Oh yeah, don’t worry about it. Forget I said anything, it was a dumb idea anyway.” he rambled, trying to brush it off casually but he was obviously disappointed by my rejection.

Guilt washed over me as I watched his gaze fall onto the ground, I realized I should not have been so quick to shut him down, even though I really can’t stay.

How am I supposed to keep my distance from him if it hurts so fucking much to see his disappointed face?

It was all because of me too, I crushed his hopes of me enjoying that motherfucking lasagna.
I don’t know what was with him, but there was just something about him that makes me want to give him absolutely everything he wanted in the world.
I’d do anything to never see that look of dismay again.

Plus, he actually wanted to hang out with me longer than just school hours?

Fuck. Yes.

I lifted my hand and put a finger under his chin, tilting his head to look up at me, watching his eyes blink a few times in a daze.

“When I said, maybe next time, I meant it.” I admitted, smiling lightly when a blush formed on his cheeks and he smiled back.

“M’kay.” he responded timidly, scrunching up his face when a harsh gust of November wind rushed against us.

It was almost like the universe was telling me to quit while I’m ahead with this kid, and don’t get too attached with this freezing wind blustering in between us.

Alex tugged his sleeves down so they covered his hands, just then I realized he was still wearing my hoodie. I felt this weird sense of pride that he hadn’t taken it off since I put it on him .

I couldn’t help myself.

I curled my arms around his sexy hips that have been driving me crazy and tugged his body closer to mine so we were pressed against each other. Alex inhaled a sharp breath of shock, and looked up at me with his doe eyes wide.

I love how feisty and sassy he could be, but also just a smiling, blushing mess of emotions. Just by some simple words or touches I could make that fiery attitude burn out till he got all shy, and it’s as fucking adorable as anything could ever get.

He’s so physically and mentally affected by the stuff I do to him, I wonder if he knows that I am too?

I reached my hand down in between us and slowly slipped the zipper up on the sweatshirt so he would be warmer. Then I reached my arms around Alex’s neck and pulled the hood over his head, and let my arms take their original place, tightly around his waist.

“This is yours.” Alex mumbled as he just realized, looking down at the hoodie.

“Keep it, looks way better on you.” I told him honestly.

I chuckled as he blushed more, and leaned forward to press his head into my shoulder to hide his flustered face, his hands were pressed up against my chest and he gripped my shirt in a loose first with one of his hands.

He was obviously embarrassed at how red his face was getting, and all this cutesy shit I was spewing.

Once again, the wind blustered around us fiercely making Alex shiver from the cold, I rubbed my hands up and down his sides gently to make some friction to keep him warmer.

“Go inside and get warm, babe.” I whispered, leaning my head against his that was still pressed into the crook of my neck adorable.

I smiled as he huffed out an irritated breath from my suggestion for him to leave, because he seemed pretty comfortable where he was in my arms.

“Trust me, I’m warm.” he mumbled quietly, implying to his blushing face that he attempted to hide by pulling the hood down more but it was obvious.

We both pulled away a little, except we couldn’t seem to get our hands off each other. Mine were lightly squeezing his hips while his were clutching onto the collar of my shirt.

“Bye dimples, I’ll text you later.” I promised him.

“Bye Jack, thank you.” he smiled up at me.

“For what?” I asked, smirking.

Alex shrugged his shoulders, and wrapped his arms around me tightly for a few seconds in a hug before he quickly turned around and started walking toward his front door.

The little dog that was in the back yard saw him and ran after him, barking with excitement and jumping up and down next to him.

He’s like the classic boy next door in all those cheesy movies.

I had to admit, I was kinda confused about our friendship. At times we were relentlessly making fun of each other, or I’d be flirting with him and he’d be laughing it off, we’d be arguing about stupid stuff, and now we’re just making each other’s heart’s beat twice as fast.

I never to cutesy ass shit or say sweet crap like that to anyone, except on the very rare occasion when I see Stella.

We were obviously just friends, but it felt different. I’d never do any of that crap to Rian or Cass, ever, that would be weird, but for some reason it doesn’t feel weird with Alex.

Having his body pressed up against mine, my arms around him, his face pressed into my shoulder, him wearing my clothes, it all felt right.

He was more than just a friend, but also he wasn’t anything more than that at the same time.
It makes no sense but that’s the only way I could describe it.

I stared at Alex as he walked away, his torso covered in my hoodie, tight skinny jeans clung to his legs, and his heavenly hips swung from side to side as he walked.

Right before he reached his door he looked back at me, still with pink cheeks that could either be from the blustering cold wind, or from the way I was just holding him against me.

I found the perfect word to describe Alex Gaskarth

Tempting.

Notes

fuck
fuck
FUCK
JALEX FUCKING JALEX HOLY SHIT JALEX

this has to be my favorite chapter i've ever written in this story
in my opinion they are getting better, but i think thats just because the jalex is getting better lmao

there was going to be a whole second half to this chapter but it was too cute to not have this be the end of this chapter so i just had to

you'll find out where jack is in such a rush to go to in the next chapter
which i will probably post sometime soon

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