Mistakes- Chapter 23
Title: Mistakes- Chapter 23
Author: justahustlerx3
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: idk , idc
Summary: Mistakes and regrets, they're memories made.
Disclaimer: creds to Adele for summary, i don't own any members of All Time Low, sadly):
A/N: inspired by a true life event :') ok this fic is almost over aw my first fic. JACK'S BIRTHDAY IS TODAY AND NAKED BOWLINGG PIC JUST GOT POSTED my lebanese baby ok guys yes tell me what you thought o:)
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“Ok bye, yeah love you too mom.” Jack said into the phone he was holding with his ear and shoulder while finding his dorm keys in his pocket. His mom had called him at exactly 6pm, when she knew he would have finished work at his CD shop. She had fussed over him for the whole 15 minute walk home. Frankly, she worried too much about him. Jack was an adult now, he wasn't a child anymore but in his mom's eyes, he was always going to be one.
Jack pulled his keys out of his pocket and stuck it in the keyhole. He turned the key and pushed the door open. Right in front of him, was Alex laying motionless on the ground. Jack's heart stopped for a second, seeing the red pool under Alex.
“Oh my fucking god.” Jack exclaimed. “ALEX. ALEX.” He screamed as he knelt down next to the lifeless body. Jack leaned over Alex's body, then seeing a bright pink piece of paper next to Alex. Could it be? A suicide note?
Please, god no.. Jack thought. It can't be a suicide note, it can't be.
Jack's stomach was tied up in knots. Thoughts ran through his mind. Did Alex commit suicide? Did he shoot himself? That seemed to be the only thing that could cause this much blood. Holy shit. What if it was Jack's fault? What if being with Jack, a guy he liked that had rejected him practically every day was too much? What if it was really Jack's fault? Jack wouldn't be able to take it. “Please, let Alex be alive. I'll even ask him out,” Jack pleaded outloud to some type of god, even though he was not religious. At this point, he was desperate, anything for Alex.
He unfolded the note, feeling queasy. “I'm dying to go out with you.” The paper read in thick black cursive. Jack's mouth dropped open and the lifeless body suddenly became full of life and shook with laughter.
“ALEX, WHAT THE FUCK DUDE?!” Jack exclaimed as he threw the pink paper down. He should have known from the beginning, who would write a suicide note on pink paper?..
Alex was still laughing, he was now sitting up and completely cracking up. Tear were trailing down his face. Jack sat there with crossed arms. He was very glad Alex wasn't actually dead, but he was also embarrassed at how easily he was tricked. Now that he took a second glance, the blood seemed a bit thick.
“Alex, what is that blood made out of?” he asked.
Alex was still laughing, probably at how easily he pulled it off. He pointed in the general direction of the cabinet. Jack reached over and pulled out water, corn starch, red food coloring, and a cup. Jack was kinda impressed that Alex had put this much thought into asking Jack out. He smacked Alex's head, which made Alex stop laughing and pout.
Alex's pout was too cute, Jack couldn't resist but lean over and hug him.
“By the way,” he whispered into Alex's ear. “Yes.”
the pout i was thinking of is here o:)
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