Just For The Sake of Saving Us [29]
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: YES GUYS I STILL EXIST. NO FUCKING WAY I KNOW.
Why he even bothered to try and attempt the feeling in his stomach and the voice in the back of his head? Alex wasn't so sure. It's just… it's just so difficult for him to imagine someone hurting his Jack, you know? He just didn't want to think it was humanly possible for someone to have anything against his Jack.
So when Mrs. Barakat opened the door wide enough just for her worried eyes to meet his, and sudden yelling filled his ears, his mind could only register one word
Fuck.
"I need to see Jack. Now."
Joice smiled, "I'm sorry sweetie, but uh, now isn't a good time. Maybe come back tomorrow?"
"Nope. Now." Alex pushed through the door, Mrs. Barakat putting up no resistance. He followed the yelling, desperately searching for the younger.
Finally, he found Jack. His father had him pinned by the shoulders against a wall, another man standing a few feet off to the side who resembled them in his twenties. He couldn't quite keep up with what was going on, everything seemed so fast yet nothing quite reached his ears. Seconds went by with Alex simply standing there, before he did the only action his stupid mind could think of.
He cleared his throat.
All paused, all desperate yelling stopped. Jack's father slowly turned around to face the blonde, his face sporting a frightened expression.
He slowly brought down his hands to his side. "And who are you?"
"I-I'm A-Alex."
"Are you the fag who left thee love bites on my son's neck?
Alex scoffed, his mouth fell open as he cocked his head to the side. "What makes you so sure I'm gay?"
"Your girl jeans, your hair, and the hickies on your neck that match my sons. You look pretty fucking gay from here."
The 20 year old took a step towards Mr. Barakat, "Dad, chill the fuck out. Having a gay son isn't the end of the world."
"Shut your mouth, Joe."
Peter took a step toward Alex, measuring up to him. He cupped his chin with one hand, turning it slowly to the left and then the right.
"Are you, or are you not the faggot who left those marks on my sons neck?"
Alex looked towards Jack with a sorry expression on his face. He couldn't lie, the proof was too much to deny. "Yes sir. Indeed I am."
"You are disgusting." Peter spat, lightly throwing Alex's head the opposite direction with the hold he had on his chin, just making Alex stumble slightly and rub his jaw.
He turned to Jack, who had sunken down to the floor, his knees tucked to his chest. He squatted down in front of his son, staring intensely. "Get your ass out of my house, and bring your faggot friend with you." He began, his voice strong and even, "I refuse to have faggots in my household."
Joe threw his hands up in the air, "Are you fucking kidding me? You're kidding me! You have to be, right? You've lost May, you've lost me, and now you're willing to lose your last kid? The only one who would give a fuck about you?"
"Let it go. I'll be okay. I'll be okay." Jack defended, his voice small.
"You'll be everything but okay when you and this Alex kid burn in hell." Peter stated before standing up.
Alex grabbed Jack's bag and grabbed his hand, leading him out of the house with no words.
Because really, what the fuck even just happened?
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They found themselves on Alex's living room couch, neither of them had uttered a word since they left the Barakat household.
Alex first broke the silence after curiosity running through his mind in the form of words. "How did he find out? Like, that you're gay?
The younger cleared his throat, eyes concentrating on the floor before he began. "When I first went in, Joe was there. He-he hadn't been home since he left for college, and, and my dad was upset, I guess. Then I came back downstairs from getting my stuff and he started yelling at me. Joe had apparently thought I'd come out, so- so he mentioned it, and then my dad just.. he just…" Jack finished with a sigh, not exactly knowing what would explain the event that had taken place.
Alex simply nodded, letting more nervous time pass as he tired exploring possibilities of what now.
"T-hank you." Jack spoke, turning to face Alex more. "I mean, if I were you, I would have just ran out of the house."
Alex smiled a weak smile before placing his hand on the other's knee. "You shouldn't be thanking me, you didn't want to go back to yours and I made you." He sighed before running a hand through his hair and sighing. "You know, I mean, since your dad, uh, yeah, you could like maybe, I don't know, stay here or something? I mean, only if you'd like."
He didn't know why he was tripping over his words, he's always been so calm and collected around Jack and suddenly inviting him to live there for a bit was just do hard and impossible.
As if the younger wasn't basically already living there now.
Jack nodded, a small smile set on his lips.
"C'mon, we'll go make room for your stuff in my room."
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Hours later, and a short explanation to Rian, the two were laying in Alex's bed. It was only eight thirty at night, but who doesn't like cuddling?
They'd been lying there silently, Alex's head was placed on Jack's chest, right over his heart- which was beating rather loudly and quickly according to Alex. But it's not as if he was complaining, because it was soothing. There's not a better thought in the world than the person you care the most about simply living.
One thing, and one thing only was on Alex's mind. And no, it's not sex. (For once, the only thing on a man's mind isn't sex.) Rather, it was school.
For some reason, when around Jack, school was just a major issue. And it shouldn't be, really. Alex shouldn't have to worry of, what will Jack think of him. It was silly of him to have worried so much over something so little. Jack wouldn't have judged Alex, and he should have known that. But now, with the entire school and staff judging him on the fact- oh, the most popular and hottest guy at school everyone is obsessed with likes dick up the ass!- is a pretty good reason to be afraid.
He doesn't want to deal with the hate, with people being disgusted in him. And Jack. Fuck, he'd brought this upon him as well. He didn't want to come out for this reason, but at the time it felt so right, he'd just played the hero and saved Jack from Pete, and then he basically yelled a 'fuck you' by saying he's gay…. but maybe things won't be so easy now. He won't be able to get out of assignments as easily, and he won't get homecoming king next year, and there's senior year he still has to go through, and everything just kind of sucks.
But he has Jack, so at least that will be alright. Right?
And as much as he wanted to voice this to the other, he didn't. He didn't want to worry him, or put the thought in his mind that Alex was doubting them, or regretting coming but for Jack. Because really, he'd love to, if he didn't have to deal with other people's ignorant bullshit. Can't people realize that Alex is still the same, he just happens to like guys? Is that really something that changes a person a full 180?
Maybe Jack wouldn't want to go to school tomorrow. Maybe they could take another day off, because Jack is depressed and just wants some comfort. Or… well, by now Alex was just trying to make up excuses for why he shouldn't have to go to school, but hopefully neither of them will wake up on time and just fuck it.
And then run away together and buy a nice house in West Hollywood where everyone else is gay and accepting?
Oh, how he wishes they could run away together. But, hey, it's 2011. Fairytales have basically been proven to be completely fantasy and impossible to recreate in real time. Even if Jack would make a perfect prince charming.
And then Alex sighed aloud, because he just basically admitted to himself that Jack is the man in the relationship.
Apparently, his sigh had caught Jack's attention, because the younger nudged him then and quietly asked him what was wrong.
And Alex simply looked up, giving him a weak smile. "It's nothing baby, we have nothing to worry about."
He brushed the hair out of Jack's eyes before snuggling further into him, doing his best to push out the negative thoughts.
A/N: I'm so sorry for the wait. I feel like this is disappointing. I never wanted to write this, but I felt it was inevitable... I still wish it had turned out differently but I feel like it had to happen. Um, I'll try to post more but right now is kind of a weird time for me. I can't really describe it. Anyways, I love you all so much. So much.
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: YES GUYS I STILL EXIST. NO FUCKING WAY I KNOW.
Why he even bothered to try and attempt the feeling in his stomach and the voice in the back of his head? Alex wasn't so sure. It's just… it's just so difficult for him to imagine someone hurting his Jack, you know? He just didn't want to think it was humanly possible for someone to have anything against his Jack.
So when Mrs. Barakat opened the door wide enough just for her worried eyes to meet his, and sudden yelling filled his ears, his mind could only register one word
Fuck.
"I need to see Jack. Now."
Joice smiled, "I'm sorry sweetie, but uh, now isn't a good time. Maybe come back tomorrow?"
"Nope. Now." Alex pushed through the door, Mrs. Barakat putting up no resistance. He followed the yelling, desperately searching for the younger.
Finally, he found Jack. His father had him pinned by the shoulders against a wall, another man standing a few feet off to the side who resembled them in his twenties. He couldn't quite keep up with what was going on, everything seemed so fast yet nothing quite reached his ears. Seconds went by with Alex simply standing there, before he did the only action his stupid mind could think of.
He cleared his throat.
All paused, all desperate yelling stopped. Jack's father slowly turned around to face the blonde, his face sporting a frightened expression.
He slowly brought down his hands to his side. "And who are you?"
"I-I'm A-Alex."
"Are you the fag who left thee love bites on my son's neck?
Alex scoffed, his mouth fell open as he cocked his head to the side. "What makes you so sure I'm gay?"
"Your girl jeans, your hair, and the hickies on your neck that match my sons. You look pretty fucking gay from here."
The 20 year old took a step towards Mr. Barakat, "Dad, chill the fuck out. Having a gay son isn't the end of the world."
"Shut your mouth, Joe."
Peter took a step toward Alex, measuring up to him. He cupped his chin with one hand, turning it slowly to the left and then the right.
"Are you, or are you not the faggot who left those marks on my sons neck?"
Alex looked towards Jack with a sorry expression on his face. He couldn't lie, the proof was too much to deny. "Yes sir. Indeed I am."
"You are disgusting." Peter spat, lightly throwing Alex's head the opposite direction with the hold he had on his chin, just making Alex stumble slightly and rub his jaw.
He turned to Jack, who had sunken down to the floor, his knees tucked to his chest. He squatted down in front of his son, staring intensely. "Get your ass out of my house, and bring your faggot friend with you." He began, his voice strong and even, "I refuse to have faggots in my household."
Joe threw his hands up in the air, "Are you fucking kidding me? You're kidding me! You have to be, right? You've lost May, you've lost me, and now you're willing to lose your last kid? The only one who would give a fuck about you?"
"Let it go. I'll be okay. I'll be okay." Jack defended, his voice small.
"You'll be everything but okay when you and this Alex kid burn in hell." Peter stated before standing up.
Alex grabbed Jack's bag and grabbed his hand, leading him out of the house with no words.
Because really, what the fuck even just happened?
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They found themselves on Alex's living room couch, neither of them had uttered a word since they left the Barakat household.
Alex first broke the silence after curiosity running through his mind in the form of words. "How did he find out? Like, that you're gay?
The younger cleared his throat, eyes concentrating on the floor before he began. "When I first went in, Joe was there. He-he hadn't been home since he left for college, and, and my dad was upset, I guess. Then I came back downstairs from getting my stuff and he started yelling at me. Joe had apparently thought I'd come out, so- so he mentioned it, and then my dad just.. he just…" Jack finished with a sigh, not exactly knowing what would explain the event that had taken place.
Alex simply nodded, letting more nervous time pass as he tired exploring possibilities of what now.
"T-hank you." Jack spoke, turning to face Alex more. "I mean, if I were you, I would have just ran out of the house."
Alex smiled a weak smile before placing his hand on the other's knee. "You shouldn't be thanking me, you didn't want to go back to yours and I made you." He sighed before running a hand through his hair and sighing. "You know, I mean, since your dad, uh, yeah, you could like maybe, I don't know, stay here or something? I mean, only if you'd like."
He didn't know why he was tripping over his words, he's always been so calm and collected around Jack and suddenly inviting him to live there for a bit was just do hard and impossible.
As if the younger wasn't basically already living there now.
Jack nodded, a small smile set on his lips.
"C'mon, we'll go make room for your stuff in my room."
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Hours later, and a short explanation to Rian, the two were laying in Alex's bed. It was only eight thirty at night, but who doesn't like cuddling?
They'd been lying there silently, Alex's head was placed on Jack's chest, right over his heart- which was beating rather loudly and quickly according to Alex. But it's not as if he was complaining, because it was soothing. There's not a better thought in the world than the person you care the most about simply living.
One thing, and one thing only was on Alex's mind. And no, it's not sex. (For once, the only thing on a man's mind isn't sex.) Rather, it was school.
For some reason, when around Jack, school was just a major issue. And it shouldn't be, really. Alex shouldn't have to worry of, what will Jack think of him. It was silly of him to have worried so much over something so little. Jack wouldn't have judged Alex, and he should have known that. But now, with the entire school and staff judging him on the fact- oh, the most popular and hottest guy at school everyone is obsessed with likes dick up the ass!- is a pretty good reason to be afraid.
He doesn't want to deal with the hate, with people being disgusted in him. And Jack. Fuck, he'd brought this upon him as well. He didn't want to come out for this reason, but at the time it felt so right, he'd just played the hero and saved Jack from Pete, and then he basically yelled a 'fuck you' by saying he's gay…. but maybe things won't be so easy now. He won't be able to get out of assignments as easily, and he won't get homecoming king next year, and there's senior year he still has to go through, and everything just kind of sucks.
But he has Jack, so at least that will be alright. Right?
And as much as he wanted to voice this to the other, he didn't. He didn't want to worry him, or put the thought in his mind that Alex was doubting them, or regretting coming but for Jack. Because really, he'd love to, if he didn't have to deal with other people's ignorant bullshit. Can't people realize that Alex is still the same, he just happens to like guys? Is that really something that changes a person a full 180?
Maybe Jack wouldn't want to go to school tomorrow. Maybe they could take another day off, because Jack is depressed and just wants some comfort. Or… well, by now Alex was just trying to make up excuses for why he shouldn't have to go to school, but hopefully neither of them will wake up on time and just fuck it.
And then run away together and buy a nice house in West Hollywood where everyone else is gay and accepting?
Oh, how he wishes they could run away together. But, hey, it's 2011. Fairytales have basically been proven to be completely fantasy and impossible to recreate in real time. Even if Jack would make a perfect prince charming.
And then Alex sighed aloud, because he just basically admitted to himself that Jack is the man in the relationship.
Apparently, his sigh had caught Jack's attention, because the younger nudged him then and quietly asked him what was wrong.
And Alex simply looked up, giving him a weak smile. "It's nothing baby, we have nothing to worry about."
He brushed the hair out of Jack's eyes before snuggling further into him, doing his best to push out the negative thoughts.
A/N: I'm so sorry for the wait. I feel like this is disappointing. I never wanted to write this, but I felt it was inevitable... I still wish it had turned out differently but I feel like it had to happen. Um, I'll try to post more but right now is kind of a weird time for me. I can't really describe it. Anyways, I love you all so much. So much.