We've All Been More Than Eager to Sin 8/?
Title: We've All Been More Than Eager to Sin 8/?
Author: shadefur
Pairing: Zack/Alex
Rating: NC-17
Chapter Rating: PG-13
Summary: “I want this to last forever,” Zack murmured, pressing his nose into my sweaty hair. I nodded sleepily and closed my eyes. “You sleep too much, Alex. Turn around and look at me at least.” I did what he said and fell asleep with my head in his chest. If only I'd known it wouldn't last for long. I'd have savored every second of it.
POV: 1st person; Zack
Disclaimer: I don't own All Time Low. I haven't met All Time Low. None of this is true.
Warnings: Slash, rape
Previous Chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Seven-point-Five
Authors Notes: Dude, I ran out of things to say. Again.
I woke up in the hospital. Alex was talking to a doctor-looking person and trying to explain about Oli, making us seem victim and nothing about us planning to 'teach him a lesson'. Then Alex noticed I was awake and immediately he was by my side. It felt strange to be the one being protected rather than protecting him. “Are you okay?” he asked immediately. “They said you were bleeding internally.” Couldn't that be fatal?
“Yeah, I think I'm fine,” I said quietly.
He was watching me with wide eyes. “The doctor says there's an officer on his way to question you about what Oli did and all that. And your arm is broken. Can you feel it? They said they numbed it so you won't feel the pain right now but you'll feel it later. Do you want me to get you some water or anything?”
I nodded. “Can I just have a glass of water?” I didn't like the thought of Alex taking care of me but I wasn't going to argue. But he was right about my arm; I couldn't feel it too much. Talking to the officer wasn't so bad. He questioned each of us separately, taking Alex out of the room. He said our stories matched and that they'd be looking for Oli. Alex supplied the information that his last name was Sykes so that would help them out.
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When they let me leave the hospital after all the questions and getting a cast, Alex made sure we went straight home. He wouldn't stop apologizing and blaming himself for it all and it really wasn't his fault at all. He wouldn't believe me when I told him it was fine. I refused to let him cook food or anything. My arm was broken, but it wasn't like I was helpless.
We were watching some random TV movie that was pretty crappy but we were watching it anyways, just out of boredom. Alex's eyes kept leaving the screen, flicking towards me for a few seconds as if to make sure I was still there and in one piece. Finally I turned down the volume on the horrible comedy/romance that wasn't good enough for theaters and looked at him. “What's on your mind, Alex?” I asked.
He looked down at his hands in his lap. “I don't know. You, I guess.”
“You guess?”
He nodded. “I was thinking about how nice you are, letting me stay here even though I've done things that hurt you so much.”
I sighed. “This again? Alex, I've told you a million times, it's fine and I don't mind.”
Alex shook his head. “I know. It's just... I'm afraid of what else you'd do for me. I'm afraid you might do something stupid to keep me out of trouble and I can't let you do that. I care about you too much.”
“Is that supposed to be an 'I love you'? 'Cause I love you too, Alex. Don't worry about that.”
He shook his head. “No, Zack. That's exactly what I'm worried about. If you love me, you'll end up getting hurt. I don't deserve you and my life is dangerous. You know that as well as I do. So I need to leave if you're going to feel like that.”
I felt like my heart was breaking. I could keep him and never let my emotions out or I could lose him altogether. The answer was pretty clear, even though I hated both options. “I'll contain myself, Alex. If you don't want me to love you, I won't.”
He smiled but it wasn't a real smile. “That's good. Thanks.”
“Do I still get to hug you and stuff?”
Alex nodded. “No kisses though. Or touching.”
I sighed. This was going to be difficult. “Okay.”
“This'll be fine,” he said happily, inching closer to me on the couch. I guess that was why he hadn't been close before; he was worried about that.
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Later that night, watching him go to bed, I almost let it slip. But I knew if I did, he'd be gone when I woke up in the morning.
Author: shadefur
Pairing: Zack/Alex
Rating: NC-17
Chapter Rating: PG-13
Summary: “I want this to last forever,” Zack murmured, pressing his nose into my sweaty hair. I nodded sleepily and closed my eyes. “You sleep too much, Alex. Turn around and look at me at least.” I did what he said and fell asleep with my head in his chest. If only I'd known it wouldn't last for long. I'd have savored every second of it.
POV: 1st person; Zack
Disclaimer: I don't own All Time Low. I haven't met All Time Low. None of this is true.
Warnings: Slash, rape
Previous Chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Seven-point-Five
Authors Notes: Dude, I ran out of things to say. Again.
I woke up in the hospital. Alex was talking to a doctor-looking person and trying to explain about Oli, making us seem victim and nothing about us planning to 'teach him a lesson'. Then Alex noticed I was awake and immediately he was by my side. It felt strange to be the one being protected rather than protecting him. “Are you okay?” he asked immediately. “They said you were bleeding internally.” Couldn't that be fatal?
“Yeah, I think I'm fine,” I said quietly.
He was watching me with wide eyes. “The doctor says there's an officer on his way to question you about what Oli did and all that. And your arm is broken. Can you feel it? They said they numbed it so you won't feel the pain right now but you'll feel it later. Do you want me to get you some water or anything?”
I nodded. “Can I just have a glass of water?” I didn't like the thought of Alex taking care of me but I wasn't going to argue. But he was right about my arm; I couldn't feel it too much. Talking to the officer wasn't so bad. He questioned each of us separately, taking Alex out of the room. He said our stories matched and that they'd be looking for Oli. Alex supplied the information that his last name was Sykes so that would help them out.
♫♪♫♪♫
When they let me leave the hospital after all the questions and getting a cast, Alex made sure we went straight home. He wouldn't stop apologizing and blaming himself for it all and it really wasn't his fault at all. He wouldn't believe me when I told him it was fine. I refused to let him cook food or anything. My arm was broken, but it wasn't like I was helpless.
We were watching some random TV movie that was pretty crappy but we were watching it anyways, just out of boredom. Alex's eyes kept leaving the screen, flicking towards me for a few seconds as if to make sure I was still there and in one piece. Finally I turned down the volume on the horrible comedy/romance that wasn't good enough for theaters and looked at him. “What's on your mind, Alex?” I asked.
He looked down at his hands in his lap. “I don't know. You, I guess.”
“You guess?”
He nodded. “I was thinking about how nice you are, letting me stay here even though I've done things that hurt you so much.”
I sighed. “This again? Alex, I've told you a million times, it's fine and I don't mind.”
Alex shook his head. “I know. It's just... I'm afraid of what else you'd do for me. I'm afraid you might do something stupid to keep me out of trouble and I can't let you do that. I care about you too much.”
“Is that supposed to be an 'I love you'? 'Cause I love you too, Alex. Don't worry about that.”
He shook his head. “No, Zack. That's exactly what I'm worried about. If you love me, you'll end up getting hurt. I don't deserve you and my life is dangerous. You know that as well as I do. So I need to leave if you're going to feel like that.”
I felt like my heart was breaking. I could keep him and never let my emotions out or I could lose him altogether. The answer was pretty clear, even though I hated both options. “I'll contain myself, Alex. If you don't want me to love you, I won't.”
He smiled but it wasn't a real smile. “That's good. Thanks.”
“Do I still get to hug you and stuff?”
Alex nodded. “No kisses though. Or touching.”
I sighed. This was going to be difficult. “Okay.”
“This'll be fine,” he said happily, inching closer to me on the couch. I guess that was why he hadn't been close before; he was worried about that.
♫♪♫♪♫
Later that night, watching him go to bed, I almost let it slip. But I knew if I did, he'd be gone when I woke up in the morning.