Title: Love and Hate - chapter 8
Author:
paigerhiannPairing: Alex Gaskarth/Jack Barakat
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine... Damn - i wish ;)
Summary: They hate each other. Pure detest... So that’s why they’ve been making out secretly for the last two years... right.
Masterpost Alex squinted in the darkness of his room and he could just about make out Jack’s faint silhouette.
“Hey” he said.
“What are you doing here?” Alex asked, in a whisper.
Jack crossed the room and sat on the edge of Alex’s bed. “How are you feeling?”
Alex blinked at him “Jack, I’m serious. What are you doing here?” he repeated.
“Well, obviously... I came here to see you”
“Why?” Alex’s tone came over sounded slightly more disgusted than intended.
“If you’re sick then I don’t get someone to make out with for a while”
“So, you’re here to see when I’m fit to start kissing you whenever you like?” Alex’s eyes narrowed.
“Pretty much” Jack admitted
“You’re a dick” Alex lay down again and turned over so that his back was facing Jack.
“Oh, come on, Alex” he groaned.
“Just go away,” Alex growled “I’m not in the mood to deal with your shit”
“I was just coming over to see you” Jack sighed “I’m not here to be a total douche”
Alex huffed and rolled onto his back “You’re here to check on my well-being?” he asked in disbelief.
“Yeah...” he chuckled nervously.
“Now I know that this is total bullshit”
“What’s that meant to mean?”
“You don’t care. You never care.” Alex’s voice was a dangerous whisper “you only pretend to care so you can get what you want”
There was silence for several minutes until Jack sighed.
“Tha-That’s not true”
“Isn’t it?” Alex said sarcastically.
“No!”
“Well, what about today? You gave me a piece of paper from my project and gained a quick kiss in the hallway. Was that like a... reward for you or something?”
Jack’s mouth hung open “That’s not what i-it was!” he looked hurt “it was a ‘spur of the moment’ type thing; it wasn’t a reward for anything!”
“What are we even doing?” Alex half-yelled.
“I don’t get what you mean” Jack raised an eyebrow.
“You have a girlfriend! And yet you spend a lot of time with me! I’m not your fucking thing on the side. Not anymore.” His voice was raised and he was now shouting.
“You never were,” Jack replied “I was with you before Rose”
“We’re not together,” he spat “You use me and I’m sick of it!”
“Would you keep your voice down? Do you want your entire family to hear us argue?” Jack’s eyes glinted in the light that came from Alex’s alarm clock.
“Why can’t you just leave?” he said bluntly.
“Because I came to see if you were feeling okay; not to get into an argument... And I don’t want to leave until I know you’re okay”