The Fugitive (1/?)
Title: The Fugitive
Author: willowbarakitty and justcici
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Jalex
POV: Third
Summary: Jack Barakat is a rich, bitter, mean man who has everything. Alex Gaskarth is a convict on the run with nothing on his hands. What will happen when their worlds collide?
Disclaimer: We own nothing but the story and the idea, it never happened. The cut is from Paramore's "When It Rains"
Masterpost
So, this was where fate has ended him up, on the run from the law, hidden behind over pouring trashcans in a dead end road somewhere in one of the not-so-good parts of New York City.
Ducked behind an old, worn-down mattress that someone had been too lazy to dispose he watched another police-car drive by and disappear behind the block.
But life on the streets was still better than life in prison. With his almost feminine body and hips, the tender face, the caramel-coloured hair and brown eyes he was exactly the type of man that would get passed around like a doll. And it wasn't as if he had the reputation of a murderer that would protect him from getting raped on a daily basis. No, he was 'just' an ex-druggie and thief.
And for the first time in his life, Alex Gaskarth had been scared. So when he first got the chance to escape he took it and ran. Ran away from it all. Almost as if he wanted to run from everything that haunted him. From the pain that most likely awaited him, from his shitty past and all its demons that still haunted him at night. He ran for an unknown future and for a better life. A life he had yet to find as he sat here, in his dirty corner that he had chosen for him to be his makeshift home until he found somewhere else to stay.
As rain started to sheet down Alex moved further back against the plastic of the bin, his golden hair falling over his face in a somewhat of a shield from the rain. He hated when it rained, his little hiding spot really didn’t cope well in the rain- the mattress sagged and hit into his shoulder making his body wet. The Biffa bin got even worse of a smell, and he always got soaked, it kind of sucked.
“I swear to God,” he heard a grumble, “she needs to get her head fucking straight!” curiously Alex glanced round his mattress, honey-brown eyes watching in interest and a little in worry as he waited to see the person behind the voice with the slight lisp.
What he sees makes his eyes widen a little in shock and a little in worry. The male walking down the alleyway was tall and skinny, his dark brown hair was perfected to a messy bed hair type-look- from what Alex could see he had a pair of big brown eyes and a slightly too-large nose. He was pretty beautiful. Alex kept behind his mattress through, his honey eyes only just looking through the crack of the mattress and the Biffa bin.
The only thing on Alex’s mind was to hide.
But his own eyes met the dark brown.
A/N: So, here's the first chapter after the prologue, we hope you'll like it, reviews are always appreciated :)
Thank you for reading this! And also a big thanks to the people who commented on the prologue, thank you for being so nice :)
Author: willowbarakitty and justcici
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Jalex
POV: Third
Summary: Jack Barakat is a rich, bitter, mean man who has everything. Alex Gaskarth is a convict on the run with nothing on his hands. What will happen when their worlds collide?
Disclaimer: We own nothing but the story and the idea, it never happened. The cut is from Paramore's "When It Rains"
Masterpost
So, this was where fate has ended him up, on the run from the law, hidden behind over pouring trashcans in a dead end road somewhere in one of the not-so-good parts of New York City.
Ducked behind an old, worn-down mattress that someone had been too lazy to dispose he watched another police-car drive by and disappear behind the block.
But life on the streets was still better than life in prison. With his almost feminine body and hips, the tender face, the caramel-coloured hair and brown eyes he was exactly the type of man that would get passed around like a doll. And it wasn't as if he had the reputation of a murderer that would protect him from getting raped on a daily basis. No, he was 'just' an ex-druggie and thief.
And for the first time in his life, Alex Gaskarth had been scared. So when he first got the chance to escape he took it and ran. Ran away from it all. Almost as if he wanted to run from everything that haunted him. From the pain that most likely awaited him, from his shitty past and all its demons that still haunted him at night. He ran for an unknown future and for a better life. A life he had yet to find as he sat here, in his dirty corner that he had chosen for him to be his makeshift home until he found somewhere else to stay.
As rain started to sheet down Alex moved further back against the plastic of the bin, his golden hair falling over his face in a somewhat of a shield from the rain. He hated when it rained, his little hiding spot really didn’t cope well in the rain- the mattress sagged and hit into his shoulder making his body wet. The Biffa bin got even worse of a smell, and he always got soaked, it kind of sucked.
“I swear to God,” he heard a grumble, “she needs to get her head fucking straight!” curiously Alex glanced round his mattress, honey-brown eyes watching in interest and a little in worry as he waited to see the person behind the voice with the slight lisp.
What he sees makes his eyes widen a little in shock and a little in worry. The male walking down the alleyway was tall and skinny, his dark brown hair was perfected to a messy bed hair type-look- from what Alex could see he had a pair of big brown eyes and a slightly too-large nose. He was pretty beautiful. Alex kept behind his mattress through, his honey eyes only just looking through the crack of the mattress and the Biffa bin.
The only thing on Alex’s mind was to hide.
But his own eyes met the dark brown.
A/N: So, here's the first chapter after the prologue, we hope you'll like it, reviews are always appreciated :)
Thank you for reading this! And also a big thanks to the people who commented on the prologue, thank you for being so nice :)