I don't love you like I loved you yesterday (chapter 9/?)
Title: I don't love you like I loved you yesterday
Summary: Jack has everything he could ever want except Alex. Alex has everything he could ever want except Jack.
Pairing: Jalex
POV: 1st switches between jack and alex
Rating: M-ish but it's pretty tame at the moment
Warning: Language, it's slash so yeah..
Disclaimer: not true, don't sue
Credit: Title to My Chemical Romance, cut to Kid Rock
A/N: So my laptop crashed in like November and I lost a bunch of my shit and for the last 3 months i've spent wallowing in my own misery and desperately trying to recover all of my writing. This was one of the things I recovered and for that I'm extraordinarily happy; this is officially off of hiatus.... I'll try to post every saturday as to not clog up ATS.... long A/N over
masterpost
constructive criticism is appreciated :D
Zack.
Something’s not right
I don’t mean with the tour
that’s going amazingly well
Not with the twins
That’s flawless
They just sit there sidestage
With huge noise cancelling headphones, smiling and dancing along
We’re only playing shows up and down the east coast until after Christmas
Then it’s a full blown tour
A reunited Forever the Sickest Kids
Cobra Starship
The Academy is…
Blink-182
Panic at the Disco
The Young Veins
And last but not least
Fall Out Boy
I know it’s not that Alex and Lisa have split
That’s actually fan-fucking-tastic
Maybe it’s my pessimism showing through
But something’s not right
Something’s about to happen
“penny for your thoughts?” Rian interrupts my internal monologue
“Something’s not right”
“Oh babe everything’s fine”
Rian gets up from the couch and pulls me into his arms
The twins sleeping soundly in the background
‘Don’t be such a pessimist’
My heart soothes
‘remember high school Zack’
“remember the last time you felt like this’
Reasons my head
“ I need some air” I pull away
“Zack, tell me what’s wrong”
“that’s the thing Rian, I’m not sure if what’s wrong is real, it feels real but it could be all be a memory remembered wrong, tainted by alcohol.”
“Just tell me Zacky, Please? I don’t like to see you upset” I run my hands through his hair
God , am I glad he finally grew it out.
“Let me just find out what’s real and what’s imaginary first and then I will tell you everything, okay?”
Just then the bus door was thrown open
Two very flustered men by the names Jack Barakat and Alex Gaskank enter
I smile at the involuntary last name change
GaSKANK indeed
I just hope I’m wrong about this
“You two outside….now”
I’m about to find out once and for all
They’re probably shocked by this
I guess I’m what you would call passive
I don’t confront people
I never have
I keep it bottled inside
It’s eaten at my humanity
I bury memories
More specifically drunken ones
And when they resurface
That passiveness fades like the cheapest denim
They comply and head outside
It’s a mélange of band members, crew, and probably groupie whores
“whatever” I mutter under my breath
I hate crowds
I’ve never been one to make a scene
My hands latch onto each of their arms albeit a little rougher than I’d originally intended
Everyone stops and turns their attention to us
I’ll make a fucking scene if I want to
I drag them away towards the venue bathrooms
I lock the deadbolt once inside
“Bro what the fuck is your problem?”, asks Jack
“Shut the fuck up and listen to what I’m about to say, understand?”
They nod their heads in unison.
“I know”
Alex’s eyes widen
“I know everything”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about” Jack stutters
“Shut the fuck up dude, what the hell did I say?” I take a deep breath before continuing, “are you or are you not fucking Alex despite being married?”
They just stare at me
“I’m waiting”
“Yeah I am” Jack whispers
“I can’t fucking believe you. I would literally kill someone to be able to legally marry the person I love. I would sell my soul to have a gold band around my ring finger. And what the fuck do I find out, that you are cheating on your wife” I point to Jack, “and you are fucking contributing to this, you are a home wrecker. How does that feel?” I point to Alex.
Yeah it’s harsh
I’m pissed though
They need to think about their actions and consequences
“If you don’t love Sandra then get a fucking divorce, don’t string her along. I’ve always wanted you two to end up together, you guys are adorable together but I thought it ended senior year when you guys found out you were going to be fathers. I believed you guys had manned the fuck up. I guess I was wrong. You need to fix this Jack, you need to tell Sandra or I fucking will.”
I unlock the bathroom door
I leave them in silence
As the door swings I hear Alex mutter
“Well fuck”
Summary: Jack has everything he could ever want except Alex. Alex has everything he could ever want except Jack.
Pairing: Jalex
POV: 1st switches between jack and alex
Rating: M-ish but it's pretty tame at the moment
Warning: Language, it's slash so yeah..
Disclaimer: not true, don't sue
Credit: Title to My Chemical Romance, cut to Kid Rock
A/N: So my laptop crashed in like November and I lost a bunch of my shit and for the last 3 months i've spent wallowing in my own misery and desperately trying to recover all of my writing. This was one of the things I recovered and for that I'm extraordinarily happy; this is officially off of hiatus.... I'll try to post every saturday as to not clog up ATS.... long A/N over
masterpost
constructive criticism is appreciated :D
Zack.
Something’s not right
I don’t mean with the tour
that’s going amazingly well
Not with the twins
That’s flawless
They just sit there sidestage
With huge noise cancelling headphones, smiling and dancing along
We’re only playing shows up and down the east coast until after Christmas
Then it’s a full blown tour
A reunited Forever the Sickest Kids
Cobra Starship
The Academy is…
Blink-182
Panic at the Disco
The Young Veins
And last but not least
Fall Out Boy
I know it’s not that Alex and Lisa have split
That’s actually fan-fucking-tastic
Maybe it’s my pessimism showing through
But something’s not right
Something’s about to happen
“penny for your thoughts?” Rian interrupts my internal monologue
“Something’s not right”
“Oh babe everything’s fine”
Rian gets up from the couch and pulls me into his arms
The twins sleeping soundly in the background
‘Don’t be such a pessimist’
My heart soothes
‘remember high school Zack’
“remember the last time you felt like this’
Reasons my head
“ I need some air” I pull away
“Zack, tell me what’s wrong”
“that’s the thing Rian, I’m not sure if what’s wrong is real, it feels real but it could be all be a memory remembered wrong, tainted by alcohol.”
“Just tell me Zacky, Please? I don’t like to see you upset” I run my hands through his hair
God , am I glad he finally grew it out.
“Let me just find out what’s real and what’s imaginary first and then I will tell you everything, okay?”
Just then the bus door was thrown open
Two very flustered men by the names Jack Barakat and Alex Gaskank enter
I smile at the involuntary last name change
GaSKANK indeed
I just hope I’m wrong about this
“You two outside….now”
I’m about to find out once and for all
They’re probably shocked by this
I guess I’m what you would call passive
I don’t confront people
I never have
I keep it bottled inside
It’s eaten at my humanity
I bury memories
More specifically drunken ones
And when they resurface
That passiveness fades like the cheapest denim
They comply and head outside
It’s a mélange of band members, crew, and probably groupie whores
“whatever” I mutter under my breath
I hate crowds
I’ve never been one to make a scene
My hands latch onto each of their arms albeit a little rougher than I’d originally intended
Everyone stops and turns their attention to us
I’ll make a fucking scene if I want to
I drag them away towards the venue bathrooms
I lock the deadbolt once inside
“Bro what the fuck is your problem?”, asks Jack
“Shut the fuck up and listen to what I’m about to say, understand?”
They nod their heads in unison.
“I know”
Alex’s eyes widen
“I know everything”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about” Jack stutters
“Shut the fuck up dude, what the hell did I say?” I take a deep breath before continuing, “are you or are you not fucking Alex despite being married?”
They just stare at me
“I’m waiting”
“Yeah I am” Jack whispers
“I can’t fucking believe you. I would literally kill someone to be able to legally marry the person I love. I would sell my soul to have a gold band around my ring finger. And what the fuck do I find out, that you are cheating on your wife” I point to Jack, “and you are fucking contributing to this, you are a home wrecker. How does that feel?” I point to Alex.
Yeah it’s harsh
I’m pissed though
They need to think about their actions and consequences
“If you don’t love Sandra then get a fucking divorce, don’t string her along. I’ve always wanted you two to end up together, you guys are adorable together but I thought it ended senior year when you guys found out you were going to be fathers. I believed you guys had manned the fuck up. I guess I was wrong. You need to fix this Jack, you need to tell Sandra or I fucking will.”
I unlock the bathroom door
I leave them in silence
As the door swings I hear Alex mutter
“Well fuck”