Title: I Knew You Were Trouble
Pairing: Jack Barakat/Alex Gaskarth(JALEX)
POV>: 3rd
Summary: I think, I think when it’s all over it just comes back in flashes, you know. It’s like a kaleidoscope of memories, but it just all comes back. But he never does. I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen. It’s not really anything he said, or anything he did, it was the feeling that came along with it. And, the crazy thing is, I don’t know if I am ever going to feel that way again, but I don’t know if I should. I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright, but I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you towards someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you. Maybe he knew that, when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn’t losing him, it was losing me. I don’t know if you know who you are until you lose who you are.
Warning: non-con smut. highschool!AU. smut. age difference. rape
Disclaimer: MATT FLYZIK IS MINE SO YOU CAN ALL F*CK OFF :)) Lol kidding. This story is just as fake as Nicki Minaj's butt. Ew.
Title Cred: I Knew You Were Trouble -- Taylor Swift
Summary Cred: Intro of I Knew You Were Trouble MTV <3 You guys should watch it.
YES I'M LISTENING TO TAYLOR SWIFT. JUDGE ME. XD
As Alex was sitting in his classroom. Waiting for their new English teacher to come and ramble about his personal life and ask them some questions he doesn't even wanna answer. Just like all the others.
"He's here!" he heard a girl whisper from the front of the classroom. He could really careless about this new teacher. He bets he isn't that hot, girls here have very, very low standards. Jut someone who has something to stick up in them makes them fall down to their knees. Stupid teenagers.
He didn't even look up to see who entered that room and when everyone fell silent.
The silence intrigued Alex enough to make him look up the this new teacher. And when he did, he was downright shocked.
It was that guy from his apartment. Now wearing inappropriate skinny jeans so tight that it almost looked like it was painted on him. A black silk coat, matching his navy blue v-neck shirt. This guy was no doubt, the most perfect thing Alex has ever seen. And he doesn't see it on a daily basis.
Alex was struck in awe and his jaw was practically on the floor. Wide enough that a fucking fly would be caught.
And don't even ask about this new teacher's angelic voice that could almost lull Alex to sleep. It was perfect, so much that it made Alex question about his own vocals.
This man was no doubt, fucking gorgeous. And if it were true, the saying "Love at first sight." this is definitely it.
"Okay, good morning. As you can all see, I'm fairly new here. Well, it's safe to say that I just moved here." The new teacher explained, nervous that his students would fucking flip on him for being so awkward.
"Uhm, well. First of all. My name's Jack Barakat. I'm 29 years old. I moved here from Nee York, but this was my hometown. I practically grew up here. So.. I'm single. Openly gay. And I'm your new English teacher. Deal with it." Jack said without ease.
And Alex was still there at the back of the class, awe-struck at the man talking. His hair was sticking up from side to side, black and blonde fringe just complimenting his permanent smug grin. He has a piercing on his ear and if this teacher isn't the badass one and Alex doesn't know who is.
Jack hadn't caught sight of Alex yet, still doesn't know that the boy he almost took the life of, was in his class. In this school. Just in front of him. He was so unaware of what would happen next.
"Okay. Since I've introduced myself now, I want each and everyone of you to stand up, one by one, and introduce yourself to me. How old are you, and what music genre do you like. And then you get to ask me one question. And I'm gonna answer it truthfully. Whether it'd be gay sex or about my dick. I don't care because I don't like lying. Alright? Let's start to you blondie." Jack said, smiling smugly at the blonde just sitting at the far left corner of the room.
She stood up and played with her hair as seductively as possible. But Jack isn't buying it.
"My name's Holly Madison. 18 years old. Pop of course! Who doesn't?! And what's it like to have a dick up in your ass?" She said in one breath. Wow, this girl can be blunt, Alex thought.
"It's fan-fucking-tastic. And you're 17, liar." the teacher said without even such a hint of hesitation.
She scoffs at him and rolls her eyes. Damn bitch. Always trying to get all the boys over her. "If you're gonna ask how old are we and not believe us, then you shouldn't even asked us in the first place!" She finished, muttering an 'idiot' under her breath.
Jack just smiles at her and nodded for the next one to continue.
"Hey, I'm Rian Dawson. 17 and punk-rock, when did you figure out you were gay?" the buzz cut kid said, being a little friendly. Alex already know he'd be a good friend, if only Rian wasn't part of the football team.
"Hey Rian, okay. I figured it out when I was a teenager. Any other questions?"
"You only said one!"
"That's cause you were telling the truth and being nice."
The introduction and questions kept coming and coming. Alex dreaded this part, it was almost his turn. His stomach kept back flipping and he's feeling dizzy already.
But Jack, he kept answering the questions smoothly without even hesitating to think about it. It was beautiful, that man is. Never hiding behind his mask and being honest about everything. He's everything Alex never was. Never would be.
Zoning out again, he heard a coo in front of the class. The boy next to him was practically shaking him out of his trance.
"Dude, it's your turn!" the boy in front of him said.
"Oh.. W-what?" Alex said, still looking down at his desk like it was the most magnificent thing in the world. "Ah fuck." he mumbled.
Then that was when the realization hit Jack, this last kid to introduce himself was his neighbor. This kid was his first lay. The kid he almost murdered. He couldn't chicken out now, he couldn't run outside and excuse himself. It's be too obvious. He already ignored the boy earlier.
Alex stood up, looking anywhere but Jack. His voice was calm and husky. Like it's been worn out and unused.
"Name's Alexander William Gaskarth. Call me Alex. 22, punk-rock....." Alex hesitated to ask his question. He didn't want to freak everyone out. But he needed to know. ".....Have we met before?"
And Jack couldn't even form words, couldn't even process the question Alex just asked. It was like a bullet, and he had no escape from it. It shot him bulls-eye. He's caught red handed.
Why did the past had go haunt him until now? Was this the punishment he's got for everything he's done to many innocent boys. Most likely. And just like that, his stomach was churning and he felt like throwing up.
He finally shot out of his paralization and ran towards the bathroom without even excusing himself.
He had to get over his past. He can't let it get into him and his new life.
As minutes passed, Jack finally had the strength to pull himself up from hugging the toilet and get back to his class. Realizing that the only has 7 minutes to teach. He doesn't have much time to tell the kids about the summary of his lesson plans. There's always tomorrow so he decided to just dismiss the class early.
He sat on his desk as he constantly ribs his eyes to wash off the awful headache he has. Not working though.
Assuming everyone has left, Jack plops his head to his desk and sighed dramatically, eyes still closed. As he grown bored at his position. He lifts his head up, and almost fell off his chair when he finds the 22 year old brunette in from of his desk, left arms slinged on his backpack and the other just laying oh his side. Staring directly at Jack, as if looking for the answers to his question; Who is this guy?
"Jesus, Alex! You fucking scared me! Don't do that, man!" Jack said, almost whispering
"Oh. I was just gonna ask if you're alright. You just ran off earlier and left the class. And I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to swear in front of your students." Alex said in a-matter-of-factly tone. Yet firm.
"Well, I was sick earlier. And I 'll swear whenever the fuck I want. Now, what do you want?" The older man said, in an annoyed tone that ticked off Alex.
"As I said, I was gonna ask if you're alright. But since you seem so fucking fine, I'm just gonna go." Alex was just about to turn when Jack spoke.
"I, fuck. I'm sorry Alex, I just don't feel good, okay, Just, I didn't mean to be a douche to you. I-i... Do you want a ride home after school? It's the least I could do."
And Jack didn't know where that even came from. Not knowing why he was even talking to this boy. The first boy he fucking raped for god's sake! He must've scarred this boy for life, seeing as Alex wasn't the most fun and jolly kid in class. The scars from the incident that Jack caused must still be fresh, no matter how many years have passed. Jack felt sick, sick to his stomach knowing that he was the one who caused this to this innocent boy.
"Sure, Mr. Barakat. I'll see you around. I'm late for Physics. Bye!" And Alex was gone.