If Zack was being honest, he'd say that he had no idea how he ended up here. He didn't know how he ended up in one of the model bedrooms of the spare house, pressed beneath Alex. If he was being even more honest, he'd say that the bed was not comfortable in the least, but that really didn't matter to him right now. All that mattered to him was Alex ( Read more... )

If Zack had ever really counted how long summers were, this would have been the longest one. It didn't matter what he did, the moment he began to have fun, he would start to think of him. Suddenly, he wasn't having fun anymore. As soon as Alex came into his mind, which was often, he just started thinking about how much better it would be if Alex ( Read more... )

Zack felt like he had been here, in this exact spot, before. The déjà vu was suffocating, yet he couldn't view it as a bad memory he felt he was reliving. The furniture was pushed back against the walls, leaving plenty of space for the drunk couples making out to find themselves all over them. The other people, the ones that weren't paired up, were ( Read more... )

"Zack?"

Zack was pulled from his thoughts by a very familiar voice. A voice that had basically kept him on edge for the past two months. Zack looked away from the window he had been staring at, to the speaker in front of him. And there Alex was, with a crooked smile, absolutely amused. He looked amazing, of course. His hair a styled sort of messy ( Read more... )

Zack wasn't usually in positions like this. He wasn't usually the boy at the party with no one to talk to. If he ever went to parties, which wasn't all that often, he had plenty of people to talk to. Because they were hosted by his friends, or at least acquaintances. And he always knew all of the people there because they went to his school. He was ( Read more... )

We weren't friends. It seemed as if we would never be friends. But when you're five years old, everything seems to last forever. Nap time seems to be hours long, Christmas or your birthday seems to be years away. Everything is blown out of proportion and even the simplest of things can seem absolutely life altering. That was how it was when I met ( Read more... )

"You have to be kidding me," Alex muttered, glancing at Zack with dark eyes ( Read more... )

Alex had to admit, this was going to be a long fucking day. Even worse than last night, because the anticipation was killing him even more. It was worse today because he knew tonight was going to be good. There was absolutely no doubt about it. If he was being honest, last night had kind of disappointed him. Sure, he had slept with Jack, but ( Read more... )

Nothing was abnormal about this morning. Jack woke up five minutes before his alarm went off, as usual. The room was dark, although a few rays of light streamed the floor from the broken shades that Jack had to replace. It was a little bit after eight a.m., like usual, because he didn't have to be in for work until around nine. If he decided to ( Read more... )

The anticipation was killing Alex all day. He was going to Jack's house, and maybe he would finally get some answers. Such as why Jack acted like this, who Lauren was, and if anything was going to actually happen between them. He wanted something to happen, oh god he wanted something. But if Jack didn't want anything to come from this, as was ( Read more... )