It might be the way that you're always staring at me

If I stay or if I go and risk everything
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Jack


I had to admit. I was pretty fucking pissed at Cass.

Somehow she always knows what’s going on and what’s new with our school the second it happens, and it was pretty much her job to give me dirt on everyone at the school, but she neglected to tell me about the beautiful little british boy who’s looks practically left me speechless.

Being the kind of person I am, and doing the type of stuff that I do, I know everything. Commodities pass through my hands like water. Term papers, drugs, fake IDs, but none of them hold the same value as information does.

Real wealth is measured in how many secrets you have about other people, and secrets about yourself. Secrets are power. Every time someone paid me cash for something, or made a trade with me, they also unwillingly paid me with their secret.

It’s easy to become drunk on that kind of power, but gathering and keeping information is a business.
If you exploit secrets too often, people will stop giving them to you. Knowing when to use information is just as important as having it.

Now if only Cass would tell me about the hot new blonde that seemed to drop from fucking heaven, I could figure out how to somehow get him to like Zack.

“Excuse me, bitch.” I called down the hallway, smirking to myself as I watched nearly every girl turn their heads in response to the name, including Cass who was rolling her eyes at me.

“Good morning to you too,” she told me with fake enthusiasm.

“So, did you know about the new british kid in the grade below us, or did you just decide to hide him from me?” I asked her in an annoyed tone, walking over to her with glaring eyes.

Cass was the only person in the entire school other than me, that knew everything about everyone. It was great, considering that I always have leverage with people, if they don’t agree with me or her, we can always just hold one of their secrets over their heads to make them do what we want.

I know that Ollie Sykes who is dating Jenna McDougall once made out with Austin Carlile while he was drunk at some party, and Jenna doesn’t know about it.
Ronnie Radke is dealing hard drugs to some of the teachers here.
Vic Fuentes and Kellin Quinn are both not out, but they are secretly dating.

All this stuff would be shocking to anyone else here, and I’m sure that the people aren’t even aware of how much I know about them, but it’s a blessing and a curse that I have to deal with.

“Oh, I totally forgot! I’ve been really busy dealing with your little whore being my lab partner in chemistry.” Cass seethed, obviously referring to Stella.

“Don’t talk about her like that, if anyone’s the little whore, it’s you.” I countered.
I seemed like we hated each other, but we really just torment each other out of love.

“I’m not going to tell you shit about that kid if you keep that attitude, hun.” she countered, smirking at me as she her lunchbox out of her locker. I can’t believe she still brings her lunch like a freakin’ kindergartener.

“You fucking better once you hear the deal that I just made with Zack,” I warned her.

“Ugh, what does that fucker want?”

“The kid.” I told her, watching her jaw drop in shock making me laugh.

“No fucking way!!! Big meathead can’t get a date by himself? I knew he was gay and shit, but I didn’t know he was desperate enough for some ass for you to fucking set him up with him.” Cass giggled, drying her eye with her hand to keep her from crying because of the ridiculous story.

“Apparently the pretty little thing flat out rejected him." I laughed.

"So wait... you're setting him up with him, and Zack's setting you up with Stella? Oh you're such a fucking-"

"So, you think he’s gay or nah?” I interrupted her, not wanting to hear her ranting to me now.

“Why? You want a piece of his ass too?” Cass mocked me, making me scoff and roll my eyes.

“Shut up, bitch.” I brushed her off.

“Hey, come on! I’m serious now! Never heard you call a guy ‘pretty little thing’ before, that’s some cute shit. You only use crappy, stupid, objectifying nicknames that piss your little boy toy’s off. Not sweet ass things like that.” Cass pointed out, raising one eyebrow at me, mentioning something that I haven’t even realized till now.

Okay, I’m not exactly lovely to the guys I occasionally sleep with. I call them ‘hot’ or ‘sexy,’ but never pretty because I didn’t think that the word really fit them.
A dude on the hockey team that I bang in the backseat of his car isn’t really what I’d call pretty.

But I’d say that the blonde is pretty, and hot, and sexy… What’s his name again?
Dimples? That’s all I remember him as.

The thought of spreading those thin legs and fucking him in the backseat of his car made my pants tighten, but I quickly pushed the thought away. He’s for Zack, if anyone’s fucking him it’ll be him.

“Do you want to start telling me about him, or I’ll fucking keep the cash I was going to give you for getting Patrick laid.” I glared at her, making her sigh.

“Well, he’s on the honor roll, he went to a private school in some place called Sex, England or something-”

“Sex, England?” I repeated in laughable disbelief.

Well that would explain why he’s so fucking irresistible, if he was born in a town literally called SEX.

“I don’t know, it has the word sex in it. His parents are divorced and he lives with his mom. Pretty much, he’s a stuck up spoiled bitch baby, but he’s really fucking cute.” Cass went on, smiling when she got to the last part.

An unfamiliar feeling bubbled up in my chest when I heard her call Alex cute, pissing me off a bit but I tried my best to ignore it.

“This is barely anything Cass, what the fuck?” I pinched my eyebrows together in frustration.

“He’s fucking new and I could barely hear him this morning when he was talking to the guidance lady. Just find this stuff out yourself, I can’t do fucking everything, especially not for this because I don’t even like Stella in the first place! There’s no end for me on this deal.”

“Jesus fucking christ, the world does not revolve around you. You’re my best friend, I can ask you for some help sometimes, can’t I?” I ignored the fact that she didn’t like Stella.

She never has, she’s always thought that she would take advantage of the fact that I was in love with her and use me, then break my heart. She was just being protective but I didn’t really appreciate it.

I don’t mean to be a dick, I’m just not letting anyone get in the way of my dream girl.

“Whatever Jack.” she brushed me off.

“So, is he gay or not?” I asked her the most important question.

“You better fuck that boy or I will, seriously, he’s fucking-”

“Gorgeous, I know. You aren’t fucking touching him, gay or not. Can you just answer my question?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. His jeans are tight as hell but he’s obviously into more of a punk style, and he’s not flamboyant or anything. It’s not obvious like it usually is.” she told me honestly making my grit my teeth.

Okay, I tried to ignore that part of the fact why I was so pissed is that he probably wasn’t gay, which means I will never get to taste those cherry pink lips I’ve been daydreaming about.

No, it’s because if he’s not gay, I will never get Stella. Zack will call off the deal.

“Cass!” I groaned in frustration.

“Who knows?! Maybe he’s like you, he comes off as a straight boy but he’s as gay as a rainbow.” she shrugged.

“I’m bi,” I told her for the millionth time.

“Judging how you’ve been going on and on about that Alex kid, and how you fucking adjusted your junk when I told you to sleep with him, you’re leaning a bit more to the gay side today.” she told me teasingly, just trying to piss me off more, and it was working.

“You’re such an asshole, I’m in love with a chick. Bisexuality is a real fucking thing-”

“I just hope that the british boy is bi so I can hit him up, because damn. Have you seen his ass?” she questioned me, making that feeling bubble up in my chest again.

Is that jealousy?

“I’m sure that your boyfriend Rian would be thrilled to hear that you want to fuck the new kid.” I chuckled, making her eyes widen and a red blush formed on her cheeks that made me laugh harder.

“Kidding! I was joking!” she defended herself, I knew she wasn’t joking entirely.

“I know, whatever just let me-”

“Hey, isn’t that your ‘pretty little thing’ now?” she asked me with her shoulder leaned against her locker, a finger pointing behind me.

I turned around and saw a crowd of people forming around a bunch of tall dudes in maroon letterman jackets, quickly realizing it was the basketball team. One of them had Alex’s back pinned hard into a locker, Alex was staring at him with huge brown eyes full of terror, which made a strong feeling of anger course through my veins and all throughout my body.

“Oh shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, dimples.” I muttered under my breath as I quickly ran to the scene.

I easily pushed past the people surrounding them, ignoring the ‘ow’s’ from shorter people that I shoved away.
I recognized the spiky, bleach blonde hair of the guy who was seconds away from swinging at Alex’s captivating face, and pushed myself in between them, pushing the asshole away from the innocent boy.

“What the fuck, Barakat?!?” Deryk shouted in anger and confusion.

Alex gasped lightly and hid behind me, pressing his forehead in between my shoulder blades and I felt his hand grip into a loose fist in the back of my shirt gently.
Poor fucking thing, and I gotta admit he’s really fucking cute holding onto me like this.

Thankfully, I was born really tall, so instead of looking up at the basketball player I stared at him directly in his glaring eyes shining with rage, but I knew he was more butthurt at the fact that I’m going to totally humiliate him because there’s no way he could beat me up.

“Dude, just back off him, okay?” I tried to say calmly.

I didn’t want to scare Alex more than he already was by getting in a fist fight.

“This doesn’t have anything to do with you, Barakat. Gotta teach the little shit that you don’t talk back to the basketball team.” Deryk seethed, his words making my fist clench, I tried to keep composure and stop myself from showing how furious I was on the inside.

How fucking DARE they pick on him? He must be scared enough, first day in a new school, miles and miles away from the place he calls home, nowhere near his friends or family he’s grown up with. They have the fucking nerve to bully him, and think they are going to get away with it?

Wait… Why was I so pissed?
I barely even know the kid, I just met him. For some reason I have this overpowering feeling of protectiveness for this blonde boy, knowing if any of them put a hand on him I’d fucking lose it on them.

It’s probably just because of the deal. I gotta make sure he likes me, so it’ll be easy to set him up with Zack, and then I will finally be able to date Stella.

That’s the reason I’m defending him like my life depends on it, right?

“Look guys, whatever he did just leave him be, okay? I’m sure he didn’t mean to bruise anybody’s sensitive little ego’s” I glared around at the team, then back at Deryk.

I was one of the rare teenage boys who didn’t really prefer to get violent in a fight. I just wasn’t the type to start fights over some stupid ass reason. I knew how to get people to do what I want without their fucking fists flying at me, I don’t need that crap.
Not saying that I can’t handle myself in a fight, because I’d take on this douchebag in a heartbeat if I haven’t trained myself to keep calm in confrontation over all these years.

“The fucktard fucking fell into my shoes, I personally just wanted to give the little faggot a warm welcome to our school.” Deryk growled, and strained his neck so he could look over my shoulder to see the terrified blonde boy, but there’s no way in fucking hell I would let him.

I could feel Alex push his face harder in between my shoulder blades in fear, like he was trying to disappear from the world.

I reached my arm behind me and wrapped it around Alex so nobody would try to grab him from the side. I placed my hand on the small of his back in an attempt of comfort, and that’s when I started to feel that his body was shaking lightly, which made me livid.

“If you lay a fucking finger on him again, you’ll be the one getting a warm fucking welcome to the nurse's office. Stay the hell away from him or I’ll make your life a living hell.” I grabbed Deryk by the collar to growl my threat to him then shoved him harshly away, so he would stumble backward.

I turned and grabbed Alex’s wrist and dragged him away from the scene he had created, feeling guilty as I felt that he was still shaking with fear.

I looked back at the group after we had walked farther away, and was relieved that nobody was chasing after me, and let go of Alex’s wrist.

“You okay, babe?” I asked him, concerned.

He had a stunned look on his face but I wasn’t sure if it was because of the almost fight we were just in, or if I just called him babe. Either way, he still looked adorable.

“Yeah… I’m fine.” he told me with his perfect accent, and my stomach flipped as we made eye contact and I looked into his wide brown eyes.

“Good. Just try to stay away from those assholes, they pick on every new kid, but they are really just pissed that it’s football season, and every girl in the school wants to get into the football players pants instead of theirs.” I shrugged, quickly realizing that he had no idea what public high school was like because he came from a private school.

“Thank you, Jack. They would’ve beat the shit out of me.” Alex smiled, his cute ass dimples making my heart melt, and I wrapped my arm around his shoulders as we walked.

“It’s cool, just didn’t wanna see your pretty face gettin’ hurt.” I spoke, looking back down at him and watching a blush form on his cheeks, making me smile and chuckle lightly.

So fucking cute.

“Sorry to tell you, but you’re not going to last a day in this high school by yourself like that. Especially since your new, you’re practically walking around with a target on your back for every jock who wants a nerd to kick around.” I told Alex honestly.

“Oh god… What am I supposed to do?” he asked me nervously, I felt guilty once the look of fear returned on his enchanting face.

“Just stick with me dimples, I’ll keep ya safe.” I promised him, watching the blush appear on his face again when I called him his signature nickname.

Alex nodded, brushing some of his blonde hair away from his eyes and smiled at the ground.

Ugh, don't get sucked in...

I somehow had to remind myself that this boy wasn't mine.

Notes

ohmygoshhhh
JALEX IS SO FUCKING CUTE
i love love love love love this story

i love jacks personality in this story
i love jack and cass's relasionship
i love how protective jack was
i love how flirty jack is being to alex

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