Too much of you is never enough

So when you gonna give it up?

You're giving me such a rush
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Jack


Zack Merrick is actually a very very rare specimen of boy when it came to high school.
He wasn’t your average stereotypical jock that you see in every chick flick, and who you recognize roaming the halls of your very own school. He was really different.

Not only was he extremely gay, but he was a nice guy.
I know, shocking, but believe me, it’s true.

Unlike most of his friends, he doesn’t hook up with every cheerleader he can, he’s not a dumb athlete that’s just getting by on his football skills, and doesn’t terrorize every nerd he sees.

He was really picky when it came to the people he wanted relationships with though.

I didn’t think he would be so relentless on making a deal with me, but I was wrong.

“Please Jack, just consider it.” Zack pleaded, following me around the school halls like a puppy and I had treats in my pocket.

I tried not to show how much pleasure I was getting out of Zack begging for my help, in a few seconds I wouldn’t be surprised if he drops down to his knees.
I don’t know if he’s just really, really desperate to get laid, or if this junior he was going on and on about was really just as hot as he said he was. Maybe both.

The irony was killing me. Here he was, the most ‘dreamy’ guy in our school, unable to get the one boy that he has his eyes set on.
I feel pretty bad for the guy, because i’m pretty convinced that this Alex kid is straight, because nobody turns Zack down.

The kid that he described sounded like a real nerd anyway. Okay, I admit, british accents are really attractive, but a junior taking all senior classes. Really?
I had very low expectations in the look department.

“I haven’t even seen what the kid looks like,” I brushed him off, thinking he’d finally leave me alone but he grabbed my wrist and dragged to to a separate hallway.
Yeah, the hallway where all the juniors lockers were.

Why would he want to date a fucking 16 year old anyway? When I was 16 I was covered in pimples and I was extremely awkward and was in the middle of puberty.
I’m 18 now, I didn’t have a speck of awkwardness left in me, my face is completely clear, and I was now fully developed.
Well, I was a bit old for my grade because my birthday was in June, most people are still 17.
But that’s besides the point.

When I thought of Alex Gaskarth, I could picture some nerdy dude with huge glasses, a face full of pimples and mouth full of braces, with greasy hair and stained clothes.
Disgusting.

But I had no idea how wrong I was.

“Him,” Zack told me, and pointed his finger to a boy who was shockingly attractive, especially with the low expectations I had for him.

My eyes widened as I stared at a boy with styled, purposely and perfectly messy light dirty blonde hair. I couldn’t even see his face because he was staring down at a wrinkled schedule in his hands, but I could just fucking tell he was gorgeous.

I blatantly checked him out, looking at him up and down, not finding one flaw from his body no matter how hard I tried.

He was wearing a white v neck, with very tight black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and high top black converse. His black and white outfit looked so perfect with his hair and his body was so perfect.

Oh my god, I can’t even think straight right now.

Holy fucking hell he had a good sense of style, I thought my skinny jeans were tight but wow.
He was skinny, but had sexy toned arms, broad shoulders, nice, long legs and a hot ass.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.
WOW.
He was perfect and I hadn’t even seen the boy’s face yet.

I need to see what he looks like.
No wonder Zack was so fucking persistent, I wish I saw him first honestly.
I want him all to myself but that’s not going to happen.
That didn’t mean I wouldn’t let my imagination run wild with him in the middle of it.

I bit back a groan. He was completely my type.
Punk hair, ripped jeans, converse, toned arms, nice ass.
What more could you need?!?

“Wow.” was all I could say as a response.

“Wow what?” Zack asked me, stupidly.

“He’s sexy.” I nodded approvingly, wondering where this blonde has been all my life.

“Yeah, I have eyes. Now you finally get what I’ve been talking about.” Zack scoffed, glad that he could prove me wrong.

“You should be nicer to me if you actually want me to set you up with him,” I rolled my eyes.

I had to admit, he was out of Zack’s league.
I thought nobody could be out of Zack’s league because he was so ‘dreamy’ as all the girls say.

If anybody was fucking ‘dreamy’ it was Alex Gaskarth. If they mean dreamy as he will be fueling my sex dreams for the next month, then yes, extremely dreamy. I let my mind wander, imagining what was under those tight ass skinny jeans and I bit back a groan.

Zack may have been dreamy, but Alex was sex dreamy.

“So you’ll set me up with him?!” Zack exclaimed, not bothering to control his excitement.
I guess I couldn’t blame him, if I was able to hook up with that guy I’d be excited too.

“If you give me something in return,” I shrugged, watching the disappointment fill Zack’s hazel eyes.
I mean, did he expect me to just do it for free? Does he even know how this all works?

“But Jack-”

“But Jack.” I mocked his whiney voice with a smirk.

“You already have everything, you have nerds doing all your homework, you have more money than you could ever spend, and I’m not going to have sex with you for payment.”

“Oh god! What the hell is wrong with you? I don’t have sex with people for something in exchange, Zack! I don’t need a fucking prostitute!” I exclaimed.

“Dude, can’t you just do this for me?” he groaned, and gazed back at the blonde who was placing books carefully in his locker.

“You don’t even know that he’s gay, come back when you have something better to offer that isn’t yourself.” I shrugged, I turned around to walk in the other direction when he placed a hand on my shoulder to stop me.

“Please, there’s gotta be something you want, dude.” he begged.

I just shrugged. I don’t want anything from him, plus, if that Alex kid doesn’t want to go out with Zack I can’t just force him to. I didn’t even exactly know how to do this job, and now I had no reason to actually do it.

If I rejected him, then I could have the british boy all to myself. Not for anything serious, of course, I would just give him a nice welcome to Baltimore by ripping off all his clothes and having my way with him.

“Please Jack,” he begged more.

“Someones really desperate to get laid, huh?” I chuckled, but he didn’t laugh.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Zack. You don’t have anything to offer me.” I shrugged my shoulders. I could see the wheels turning in his head as he tried to think.

“What about someone?”

I raised one eyebrow in confusion at his words.

“We both know who I mean when I say that. Everyone knows you’ve been pining after Stella Mayhem for years now. Hmm… and what a coincidence she just happens to be single. We both know that not just any guy can pick up Stella, now do we?” Zack smirked, proud of himself that he found something that I wanted.

Something I wanted most in fact.

“You can’t get Stella to do anything.” I scoffed in disbelief.
He can’t get her to date me. There’s no way.

“You’re probably unaware, but I’m one of Stella’s good friends. It’s kind of obvious, she’s the head cheerleader and I’m the captain of the football team. She’s heartbroken after being dumped by Will, and is looking for a rebound. I could easily get you close to her, dude.” Zack told me.

It felt like it was all way too good to be true. The timing of all of this couldn’t have been more perfect. I have that blonde kid to thank, now I’m finally going to DATE Stella.
STELLA MAYHEM!

I shook my head in disbelief, unable to wipe the grin off my face.

“So I set you up with the new kid, you’ll set me up with Stella?” I wanted to make sure I had everything clear, and I wasn’t hallucinating.

I was finally going to get the girl of my dreams.

“Yup,” Zack answered.

“What if the kid is straight?” I asked him, frustration ran through me as the thought popped into my brain.

“Then no Stella.”

“Dude!” I exclaimed angrily.

How am I supposed to tell if he’s gay or not?
I can’t force this straight guy to like Zack!!!
I bit my lip nervously, knowing that if this kid wasn’t gay, I was not getting anywhere near my dream girl.

Please be gay. Please be gay. Please be gay.

“Just fucking make it happen,” Zack huffed.

I sighed, and glance over at the blonde boy once again, who was comparing the schedule to the map of the school. He looked so lost. If only I could see his face.

I had to make a note in my head, never call him Sex Dreamy Alex outloud, ever.

“Didn’t know you had such a thing for blondes, Zack.” I teased him lightly, a smirk forming on my face. I didn’t really have a preference on hair color, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate his messy dirty blonde locks that looked like he just had sex, but in the best way possible.

“Only certain blondes,” he muttered. I guess he really does like this kid.

“You really like him, huh? He looks like a bit of a pushover to me.” I stated my opinion.

I didn’t really particularly like shy people. I had nothing against them really, but I wouldn’t want to devote all my time in a relationship with someone that can barely keep up a conversation.

I want outgoing, wild, and crazy, someone who’s not afraid to get in a argument with me.
I want Stella fucking Mayhem.

“I think it’s charming.” Zack defended Alex, and I shrugged.

“Or you think that fucking his nice-”

“Don’t talk about him like that,” Zack warned me, shoving my shoulder lightly so I would get the message. Ooh, at least I know he’ll treat the kid with some respect.

I held up my hands in the air in surrender, but I couldn’t wipe the smirk off my face.

“Alright, alright grumpy. I’m the one who’s actually getting him for you, you’re too much of a pussy to try and talk to him again.” I snickered.

“He fucking looked petrified when I walked over to him.” Zack admitted to me with a sad look.

“Yeah, because you’re a fucking mountain.” I scoffed, laughing at my own words.

The poor kid must’ve thought he was about to get his ass kicked from a jock in a football jersey, I would’ve loved to see his reaction when Zack actually tried to ask him out.
I would also love to see his face if he would look up from the damn schedule he was staring at.

“Just go fucking talk to him!!” Zack exclaimed, angrily.

I chuckled and took a few steps closer to Alex.

As soon as I walked up to him, I knew this wasn’t going to be as easy of a job as I thought it would be.

Notes

ooooohhh
the dramaaa

guys i am so tired it's 4:30 am what am i doing with my life SERIOUSLY

i have a really really good feeling about this story i really like it so far and its so much fun to write

I KNOW I SAID I WOULD POST A CHAPTER ON MY OTHER STORY BUT I GOT CAUGHT UP IN THIS ONE IM SORRY

the next chapter jack and alex offically meet and I LOVE ITTTT
jack and alex's relasionship in this story makes me sooo happy, you will see it in the next chapter its perfect

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