Just For The Sake Of Saving Us [24]
Title: Just For The Sake of Saving Us
Author: Alltime_panic
Rating: Uh, I'll play it safe and go with R.
Paring: Jalex. Because that's hot.
POV: Third omniscient.
Summary: Zack and Rian decide to play matchmaker for Alex.
Disclaimer: If I owned them do you think I'd be writing right now? No, I'd be slipping shit in their drinks.
A/N: So I was going to make this longer but Emily's not in my time zone so I'm posting it now.
Master Post
Alex walked down the hallway after school in the general direction of his locker. His mind was racing. Jack hadn't been seen with Ryan today. Did Jack actually listen to him? Did something happen between the two over the weekend? Well, Alex for one stomped around, bitter, being a little bitch all weekend. He woke up to a note-
Hey Lex, or should I say big-spoon, I woke up around nine. Zack insisted I stayed for a little but my dad called and wanted me home. Funny, for once I woke up before you. Now you know what it's like to wake up alone. Anyways, thank you for letting me stay last night. Definitely a move that Alex, my Alex, would have pulled. It's good to know he's still there.
Love always, 'Jacky'
P.S. Your morning wood was jabbing my ass.
At first, his heart fluttered. So many little things that laid within the confines of the sticky note sounded as if Jack missed him, as if he cared about him. Almost as if he wanted to get back with Alex. But then he realized that he would only have stuck around for Zack's sake, and that the phone call with his father probably wasn't a happy call. Suddenly, the note wasn't so cute anymore.
Kyle and Zack acting like a cute fucking couple (oh yeah, guess who got together over the weekend?) didn't really help, either.
They hadn't talked since then. Not over the weekend, not at school. But he saw Ryan, who looked like a pissy little bitch with that stupid scowl, and his eyeliner enhanced the dark mood.
The halls weren't too busy, but they weren't empty. Groups of kids scattered and people getting their books they'd need for homework. Once he majority of the kids noticed him, they silenced.
Every time Alex passed someone, their eyes would lock on him, giving him this knowing look. Alex knew he looked terrible. Ever since he and Jack stopped talking he'd been a mess. Especially this weekend, waking up alone. He had bags under his eyes (which Zack concealed for him. Thank God for make up) and his hair was greasier than usual. And the usual was pretty fucking greasy to begin with. He hadn't shaved in a few days and his stubble was far from attractive.
The further down the hall Alex walked, the slower he made his pace. He knew the looks he was getting to well. Alex Gaskarth was known to be a bit of a super hero at Dulaney High.
That was the look people gave him when someone was expecting him to do something. When someone needed to be saved. Only these looks were worse than usual. It almost seemed as if the look were questioning him, unsure of his reaction to whatever was going on, rather than asking him to stop the drama.
Which was odd; everyone knew Alex would be there and stop whoever was getting beaten up or cussed out. He had the power no one else did, so everyone would stop and watch him do his thing. So why would the looks be so unsure, almost as if they didn't want Alex to get involved with whatever problem was at the end of the hall?
And that's when Alex saw it. His face went white and he blood ran cold.
"You're just a little faggot, aren't you?" Pete said, bringing a fist in contact with his newest victim's stomach. He had him pinned against a set of lockers. One of those lockers being Alex's.
The kid bit his lip and knit his eyebrows together, letting out a slight whimper and bucking his knees.
"I bet that's the face you make when you get fucked, because you like that, don't you? Cock up your ass?" Pete spoke again. This time, kneeing the boy in the crotch.
"Jack, I know all about your little affair with Gaskarth. And let me tell you, he's as fake as the moans he makes." He pushed his knee higher up, making the other boy start to cry.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Alex growled. He grabbed Pete by his hair and forcefully pulled him off of Jack.
"I'm just giving the faggot what he deserves Gaskarth. I thought you'd be a little more appreciative after your little break up." Pete replied, trying to brush off Alex's anger.
"Stay the fuck away form him." Alex yelled as his fist collided with Pete's stomach. "I'll have you know, Jack's a top. And he happens to make the hottest faces getting sucked off."
He punched Pete once in the jaw for good measure. "And if you don't fuck off like I told you to, I'll mark sure to have Zack assist me taking care of the problem."
Alex spat at Pete as he scampered away, muttering curses at the sandy haired boy.
"Jack…" Alex choked out, shaking his head. "This… this is all my fault."
"D-don't say that." Jack replied breathlessly.
"But it is. I mean, fuck, if I were here sooner, or if I didn't even get you into this.. I could have, just… fuck!"
"Can… can I go home?" The younger boy asked, still hunched over and leaning against the lockers for support.
"Yeah. You know what? Yeah. C'mon." Alex said as he walked over to Jack and slung his arm around his shoulder.
"There's nothing to see here, motherfuckers." Alex proclaimed, turning around to eye the crowd that had formed. He smirked and turned back around, helping Jack hobble out the school doors.
"Hey! Alex, are you gay?" Came a voice form the audience.
Alex turned around once more to give the crowd a cocky smile. "Yes, I am. For Jack."
Jack looked at Alex wide eyed as more kids started shouting questions out to the boys.
"Ignore them babe, they already got the one important answer," Alex told the younger boy. Fuck his textbooks, he needed to get back the one thing he cared about.
Jack simply nodded and kept attempting to get back to his house. He wasn't so sure of what just happened, but he was fully aware that his stomach and balls really, really fucking hurt.
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Alex had sat Jack on the edge of his bed, and he was crouched in front of him, cleaning the blood from when he bit through his lip, an icepack had been placed on Jack's crotch. Jack winced and Alex chuckled a little. "Sorry. Your dick's been getting harsh treatment lately, though."
Alex grabbed Jack's chin and turned his face slowly to the left, and then to the right.
"Doesn't look like he took a swing at your face. Where did he hit you?" Alex asked, quietly admiring how beautiful the boy in front of him was.
Jack grabbed the bottom on his shirt before hesitantly, slowly pulling it up and over his head, tossing it on the floor somewhere.
Alex gasped when he saw Jack's stomach. There was a purple bruise surrounded by yellow forming near his right hip bone. Smaller, faded bruised were scattered along the rest of his stomach. Some newer, some older. He bit his lip and slowly reached out to every so lightly slide his pointer and middle finger across the main bruise. "There's probably a few bruises on my balls, but I don't think we need to look at that right now."
"Jack, why did he…" Alex asked while shaking his head.
"B-because he can't… he can't touch you." Jack explained, closing his eyes.
"Oh my… oh my, Jack." Alex said breathily while slowly making his way off the floor and next to Jack on the bed. He hesitantly put his arms around the younger boy, almost as if he were afraid to break him, and held him like he was almost afraid to let go. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Jack. Fuck… this is all my fault. How could I let him do that to you."
"Alex… it's not your fault. It's-it's mine. Don't blame yourself." Jack assured as he returned Alex's hug/cuddle.
"How could you even say that? He's taking his anger towards me out on you."
"Let's just forget about it. If he's smart, he'll stay away from me. So let's just forget about it." Jack said in a small voice.
"No, Jack, I can't forget about it. Has this happened before? There's all these older bruises too."
Jack bit his lip, not meeting Alex's eye. "Jack, who are these from?"
"Some from my dad." Jack whispered, still not looking at Alex. "Some some Pete on Friday. T-that's why I was with Kyle. He was comforting me. It wasn't a date."
"Oh my… Jack…"
"I-I told him I didn't want to go to church anymore. And he didn't like hearing what I had to say. But it's fine Alex, really. None of that matters anymore. It just matters that I'm here with you."
Alex knew to drop the subject, not wanting to upset the other. "Can I… you know what? Never mind. It's stupid. I shouldn't have even thought of that." Alex rambled.
"No, tell me." Jack placed the icepack on his nightstand and scooted so he and Alex were facing each other.
"Can I… can I kiss you?" Alex whispered.
Jack looked down and after a moment he nodded, hardly moving his head.
Alex reluctantly put two fingers below Jack's chin and lifted his head so they were looking eye to eye again.
Alex flickered his gaze from Jack's eyes to his lips. He slowly, slowly inched his way over to his mouth and placed a feather light kiss to his lips, pulling away after a good three seconds, waiting a moment before leaning in and kissing Jack again, slightly harder.
Something sinful clicked in Jack's mind and made him cannibalistic. He pounced on Alex, causing the older boy to fall on his back with Jack on top of him.
He grabbed a fist full of Alex's shirt and kissed him roughly. Because this was the boy who he thought he'd lost for good. This is the boy who stood up for him today while he was getting injured. This is the boy who just came out to the school for Jack's sake. And this is the boy who he'd just got back. And a kiss he could barely feel wasn't exactly cutting it.
Alex's noise of surprise was muffled by Jack deepening the kiss, which was hardly possible but Alex had no problem with the attempt. He didn't know where this side of Jack came from but Alex was drinking it in.
Jack's tongue forced it's way into Alex's mouth and automatically took dominance, running along the roof of his mouth and explored every inch of it, getting rougher as the seconds went by.
Jack reached his hand down, palming Alex through his jeans and moved his mouth to Alex's neck.
"J-Jack, Jack." Alex huffed when he realized Jack wasn't going to stop, and grabbed Jack's hand to halt his movements. "Before you try anything… I just want you to know. I-I took an STD test."
Jack looked down at Alex, almost sympathetically. "I told you I didn't mean it Alex. You're not a whore, okay? You know that, and I know that."
"I know, I just wanted to reassure you before you had any doubts. That's also why I never let you go down on me before, I'd never gotten tested and I didn't want to risk you getting anything."
"When did you get tested?"
"That night you came to my house. The reason I rushed you out was because I was waiting for the doctor to call me back with my results, and I didn't want you to be there when he called. And if I didn't make you leave I would have had my filthy way with you before I got the results back."
Jack smiled at the older boy and leaned down to kiss him, before snaking his hand back down to grab Alex's cock again.
Alex turned his head to the side, causing Jack's lips to land on his scruff covered cheek. "B-but he didn't call. He said it would take from a day to a week, depending on how backed up the lab was. And apparently they've been busy. The doctor called me today before school though, and he wants me to come in tomorrow. He said it would be better to review the results in person."
Jack climbed off Alex, laying next to him. "So… you don't know if you're clean?"
"N-no. And with several STDs you can't detect them yourself, because there aren't any obvious signs, so I guess I'll just have to wait." Alex rolled away from Jack, not being able to face him right now.
He was so embarrassed. There was a possibly that he had a horrible disease, making it impossible for him to ever have sex again, all because of his stupid drunken decisions. Yeah, sex was fucking awesome, but Alex would have rather gotten blue balls and passed up every importunity he's had to get laid just so he could be pure and clean for Jack. Would Jack stay with him if he wasn't clean? Surely not, Jack would never be able to have sex. And who could ever love someone who's so… dirty?
Alex jolted when he felt Jack's body spoon his, and a pair of arms wrap around his waist. "I want to go with you tomorrow." Jack whispered into his ear, his lips just slightly brushing against the shell.
"Why? Why would you want to do that?" Alex twisted in Jack's grip so they were facing each other. "In case you forgot, you're supposed to be mad at me."
The rave hair boy sighed, pressing his nose into Alex's hair. "If you can manage to be with me while there's still weed in my system, I can manage being there for you when the doctor announces you clean."
"There were other times?" Alex felt tears making their way to his eyes as images from Thursday came into mind. Obviously, one hit and a coughing fit wouldn't get weed into anyone's system.
"The first time was the day after our fight, and the second time- which is when I got the full effect- was the day I talked to you. I came to your house when I came down form my high."
"So when we talked in the forrest, you were under the influence." Alex clarified.
"Yeah." Jack whispered, looking down.
"Can you promise me that you'll never, ever touch a drug again?"
"If that's what you want." Jack replied with a soft smile.
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A/N: I KNOW THIS IS A REALLY BAD PLACE TO LEAVE OFF OKAY I'M SORRY.
I had a dream yesterday that I wrote a fic and was forgetting about it so I wrote like mad today, but of course all chapters in the future. Near future.. And I need a lot of fluffy chapters coming up, so if there's anything you'd like to see feel free to leave a comment! (I have some obsession with asking people what they want from me)
Author: Alltime_panic
Rating: Uh, I'll play it safe and go with R.
Paring: Jalex. Because that's hot.
POV: Third omniscient.
Summary: Zack and Rian decide to play matchmaker for Alex.
Disclaimer: If I owned them do you think I'd be writing right now? No, I'd be slipping shit in their drinks.
A/N: So I was going to make this longer but Emily's not in my time zone so I'm posting it now.
Master Post
Alex walked down the hallway after school in the general direction of his locker. His mind was racing. Jack hadn't been seen with Ryan today. Did Jack actually listen to him? Did something happen between the two over the weekend? Well, Alex for one stomped around, bitter, being a little bitch all weekend. He woke up to a note-
Hey Lex, or should I say big-spoon, I woke up around nine. Zack insisted I stayed for a little but my dad called and wanted me home. Funny, for once I woke up before you. Now you know what it's like to wake up alone. Anyways, thank you for letting me stay last night. Definitely a move that Alex, my Alex, would have pulled. It's good to know he's still there.
Love always, 'Jacky'
P.S. Your morning wood was jabbing my ass.
At first, his heart fluttered. So many little things that laid within the confines of the sticky note sounded as if Jack missed him, as if he cared about him. Almost as if he wanted to get back with Alex. But then he realized that he would only have stuck around for Zack's sake, and that the phone call with his father probably wasn't a happy call. Suddenly, the note wasn't so cute anymore.
Kyle and Zack acting like a cute fucking couple (oh yeah, guess who got together over the weekend?) didn't really help, either.
They hadn't talked since then. Not over the weekend, not at school. But he saw Ryan, who looked like a pissy little bitch with that stupid scowl, and his eyeliner enhanced the dark mood.
The halls weren't too busy, but they weren't empty. Groups of kids scattered and people getting their books they'd need for homework. Once he majority of the kids noticed him, they silenced.
Every time Alex passed someone, their eyes would lock on him, giving him this knowing look. Alex knew he looked terrible. Ever since he and Jack stopped talking he'd been a mess. Especially this weekend, waking up alone. He had bags under his eyes (which Zack concealed for him. Thank God for make up) and his hair was greasier than usual. And the usual was pretty fucking greasy to begin with. He hadn't shaved in a few days and his stubble was far from attractive.
The further down the hall Alex walked, the slower he made his pace. He knew the looks he was getting to well. Alex Gaskarth was known to be a bit of a super hero at Dulaney High.
That was the look people gave him when someone was expecting him to do something. When someone needed to be saved. Only these looks were worse than usual. It almost seemed as if the look were questioning him, unsure of his reaction to whatever was going on, rather than asking him to stop the drama.
Which was odd; everyone knew Alex would be there and stop whoever was getting beaten up or cussed out. He had the power no one else did, so everyone would stop and watch him do his thing. So why would the looks be so unsure, almost as if they didn't want Alex to get involved with whatever problem was at the end of the hall?
And that's when Alex saw it. His face went white and he blood ran cold.
"You're just a little faggot, aren't you?" Pete said, bringing a fist in contact with his newest victim's stomach. He had him pinned against a set of lockers. One of those lockers being Alex's.
The kid bit his lip and knit his eyebrows together, letting out a slight whimper and bucking his knees.
"I bet that's the face you make when you get fucked, because you like that, don't you? Cock up your ass?" Pete spoke again. This time, kneeing the boy in the crotch.
"Jack, I know all about your little affair with Gaskarth. And let me tell you, he's as fake as the moans he makes." He pushed his knee higher up, making the other boy start to cry.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Alex growled. He grabbed Pete by his hair and forcefully pulled him off of Jack.
"I'm just giving the faggot what he deserves Gaskarth. I thought you'd be a little more appreciative after your little break up." Pete replied, trying to brush off Alex's anger.
"Stay the fuck away form him." Alex yelled as his fist collided with Pete's stomach. "I'll have you know, Jack's a top. And he happens to make the hottest faces getting sucked off."
He punched Pete once in the jaw for good measure. "And if you don't fuck off like I told you to, I'll mark sure to have Zack assist me taking care of the problem."
Alex spat at Pete as he scampered away, muttering curses at the sandy haired boy.
"Jack…" Alex choked out, shaking his head. "This… this is all my fault."
"D-don't say that." Jack replied breathlessly.
"But it is. I mean, fuck, if I were here sooner, or if I didn't even get you into this.. I could have, just… fuck!"
"Can… can I go home?" The younger boy asked, still hunched over and leaning against the lockers for support.
"Yeah. You know what? Yeah. C'mon." Alex said as he walked over to Jack and slung his arm around his shoulder.
"There's nothing to see here, motherfuckers." Alex proclaimed, turning around to eye the crowd that had formed. He smirked and turned back around, helping Jack hobble out the school doors.
"Hey! Alex, are you gay?" Came a voice form the audience.
Alex turned around once more to give the crowd a cocky smile. "Yes, I am. For Jack."
Jack looked at Alex wide eyed as more kids started shouting questions out to the boys.
"Ignore them babe, they already got the one important answer," Alex told the younger boy. Fuck his textbooks, he needed to get back the one thing he cared about.
Jack simply nodded and kept attempting to get back to his house. He wasn't so sure of what just happened, but he was fully aware that his stomach and balls really, really fucking hurt.
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Alex had sat Jack on the edge of his bed, and he was crouched in front of him, cleaning the blood from when he bit through his lip, an icepack had been placed on Jack's crotch. Jack winced and Alex chuckled a little. "Sorry. Your dick's been getting harsh treatment lately, though."
Alex grabbed Jack's chin and turned his face slowly to the left, and then to the right.
"Doesn't look like he took a swing at your face. Where did he hit you?" Alex asked, quietly admiring how beautiful the boy in front of him was.
Jack grabbed the bottom on his shirt before hesitantly, slowly pulling it up and over his head, tossing it on the floor somewhere.
Alex gasped when he saw Jack's stomach. There was a purple bruise surrounded by yellow forming near his right hip bone. Smaller, faded bruised were scattered along the rest of his stomach. Some newer, some older. He bit his lip and slowly reached out to every so lightly slide his pointer and middle finger across the main bruise. "There's probably a few bruises on my balls, but I don't think we need to look at that right now."
"Jack, why did he…" Alex asked while shaking his head.
"B-because he can't… he can't touch you." Jack explained, closing his eyes.
"Oh my… oh my, Jack." Alex said breathily while slowly making his way off the floor and next to Jack on the bed. He hesitantly put his arms around the younger boy, almost as if he were afraid to break him, and held him like he was almost afraid to let go. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Jack. Fuck… this is all my fault. How could I let him do that to you."
"Alex… it's not your fault. It's-it's mine. Don't blame yourself." Jack assured as he returned Alex's hug/cuddle.
"How could you even say that? He's taking his anger towards me out on you."
"Let's just forget about it. If he's smart, he'll stay away from me. So let's just forget about it." Jack said in a small voice.
"No, Jack, I can't forget about it. Has this happened before? There's all these older bruises too."
Jack bit his lip, not meeting Alex's eye. "Jack, who are these from?"
"Some from my dad." Jack whispered, still not looking at Alex. "Some some Pete on Friday. T-that's why I was with Kyle. He was comforting me. It wasn't a date."
"Oh my… Jack…"
"I-I told him I didn't want to go to church anymore. And he didn't like hearing what I had to say. But it's fine Alex, really. None of that matters anymore. It just matters that I'm here with you."
Alex knew to drop the subject, not wanting to upset the other. "Can I… you know what? Never mind. It's stupid. I shouldn't have even thought of that." Alex rambled.
"No, tell me." Jack placed the icepack on his nightstand and scooted so he and Alex were facing each other.
"Can I… can I kiss you?" Alex whispered.
Jack looked down and after a moment he nodded, hardly moving his head.
Alex reluctantly put two fingers below Jack's chin and lifted his head so they were looking eye to eye again.
Alex flickered his gaze from Jack's eyes to his lips. He slowly, slowly inched his way over to his mouth and placed a feather light kiss to his lips, pulling away after a good three seconds, waiting a moment before leaning in and kissing Jack again, slightly harder.
Something sinful clicked in Jack's mind and made him cannibalistic. He pounced on Alex, causing the older boy to fall on his back with Jack on top of him.
He grabbed a fist full of Alex's shirt and kissed him roughly. Because this was the boy who he thought he'd lost for good. This is the boy who stood up for him today while he was getting injured. This is the boy who just came out to the school for Jack's sake. And this is the boy who he'd just got back. And a kiss he could barely feel wasn't exactly cutting it.
Alex's noise of surprise was muffled by Jack deepening the kiss, which was hardly possible but Alex had no problem with the attempt. He didn't know where this side of Jack came from but Alex was drinking it in.
Jack's tongue forced it's way into Alex's mouth and automatically took dominance, running along the roof of his mouth and explored every inch of it, getting rougher as the seconds went by.
Jack reached his hand down, palming Alex through his jeans and moved his mouth to Alex's neck.
"J-Jack, Jack." Alex huffed when he realized Jack wasn't going to stop, and grabbed Jack's hand to halt his movements. "Before you try anything… I just want you to know. I-I took an STD test."
Jack looked down at Alex, almost sympathetically. "I told you I didn't mean it Alex. You're not a whore, okay? You know that, and I know that."
"I know, I just wanted to reassure you before you had any doubts. That's also why I never let you go down on me before, I'd never gotten tested and I didn't want to risk you getting anything."
"When did you get tested?"
"That night you came to my house. The reason I rushed you out was because I was waiting for the doctor to call me back with my results, and I didn't want you to be there when he called. And if I didn't make you leave I would have had my filthy way with you before I got the results back."
Jack smiled at the older boy and leaned down to kiss him, before snaking his hand back down to grab Alex's cock again.
Alex turned his head to the side, causing Jack's lips to land on his scruff covered cheek. "B-but he didn't call. He said it would take from a day to a week, depending on how backed up the lab was. And apparently they've been busy. The doctor called me today before school though, and he wants me to come in tomorrow. He said it would be better to review the results in person."
Jack climbed off Alex, laying next to him. "So… you don't know if you're clean?"
"N-no. And with several STDs you can't detect them yourself, because there aren't any obvious signs, so I guess I'll just have to wait." Alex rolled away from Jack, not being able to face him right now.
He was so embarrassed. There was a possibly that he had a horrible disease, making it impossible for him to ever have sex again, all because of his stupid drunken decisions. Yeah, sex was fucking awesome, but Alex would have rather gotten blue balls and passed up every importunity he's had to get laid just so he could be pure and clean for Jack. Would Jack stay with him if he wasn't clean? Surely not, Jack would never be able to have sex. And who could ever love someone who's so… dirty?
Alex jolted when he felt Jack's body spoon his, and a pair of arms wrap around his waist. "I want to go with you tomorrow." Jack whispered into his ear, his lips just slightly brushing against the shell.
"Why? Why would you want to do that?" Alex twisted in Jack's grip so they were facing each other. "In case you forgot, you're supposed to be mad at me."
The rave hair boy sighed, pressing his nose into Alex's hair. "If you can manage to be with me while there's still weed in my system, I can manage being there for you when the doctor announces you clean."
"There were other times?" Alex felt tears making their way to his eyes as images from Thursday came into mind. Obviously, one hit and a coughing fit wouldn't get weed into anyone's system.
"The first time was the day after our fight, and the second time- which is when I got the full effect- was the day I talked to you. I came to your house when I came down form my high."
"So when we talked in the forrest, you were under the influence." Alex clarified.
"Yeah." Jack whispered, looking down.
"Can you promise me that you'll never, ever touch a drug again?"
"If that's what you want." Jack replied with a soft smile.
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A/N: I KNOW THIS IS A REALLY BAD PLACE TO LEAVE OFF OKAY I'M SORRY.
I had a dream yesterday that I wrote a fic and was forgetting about it so I wrote like mad today, but of course all chapters in the future. Near future.. And I need a lot of fluffy chapters coming up, so if there's anything you'd like to see feel free to leave a comment! (I have some obsession with asking people what they want from me)