I Don't Care If You're Sick, I Don't Care If You're Contagious - Five
Title: I Don't Care If You're Sick, I Don't Care If You're Contagious
Author : sayhelloyasmine
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jalex
Summary Alex had never really been one for 'Living for the moment,' but with death knocking on your door, you have to make every second count, and Alex wanted those precious moments to be shared with his stupidly goofy best friend, Jack. When the time comes, Jack's not sure he's ready to do all these things and just let go.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters blah blah blah plot is mine fic title credit to Pierce The Veil cut title credit to The Maine
Dedication pierredavidhotb
Author Note Chapter 5 i know it's short and i know it's lame and i know they argue but there's more updates today i promise (((also on mibba & wattpad)))
Alex was panicking. What the fuck had Jack done now? Last time, he'd just broken his nose, but it was Jack on the phone last time, not some receptionist who says its an emergency.
"Alice, I'm so sorry, but I have to go," Alex sighed, cupping her face in his hands. She, too, sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Is it Jack? What, does he want to play video games with you?" she scoffed. Alex shook his head, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
"No, Jack's in A&E. I have to go, I have to see if he's okay."
"What happened?!" Alice concerned.
"I don't know, but I wish I could spend the night with you, I really wish I could, but Jack needs me."
"It's okay, baby, you go. Just keep me posted, okay?"
"Of course I will. I love you," he smiled.
"I love you too," she grinned. He pressed their lips together, pulling away too soon, but he knew he had to go.
"See you tomorrow?" he asked hopefully as he walked down the narrow, winding path to the driveway from the small porch.
"Of course you will!"
"See you, then," Alex bid her farewell.
"Bye, baby!" Alice chimed.
"Bye, monkey!" Alex waved before clambering into his car, speeding off towards the hospital.
What the fuck had Jack done? A&E? Alex wondered if it was really that serious. He guessed he'd just have to wait and see.
He got to the hospital in record time, speeding past the beautiful scenery of Baltimore to get to his best friend. He rushed to the reception, slamming his hands on the desk to stop himself from spying over the top of it.
"Jack Barakat?" he panted, his heart racing. He watched the receptionist's nimble fingers type away at the keyboard, checking for him.
"He's in room 9. Be careful when you see him-"
"What happened?!"
"He has severe burns down the left side of his body, and he's covered in bruises. You'll have to ask him what happened."
Alex thanked the man, rushing off in search of Jack's room. He found it quickly; it was the one where you could hear Jack chatting up the nurse inside. Alex pushed the door open, surveying the scene before him.
Jack really was covered in bruises. The whole of his face was one purple-blue palette. His eye was slowly but surely swelling up and his nose was definitely broken. His whole left arm was wrapped in a tight bandage, enabling Alex to see the tips of his burnt fingers.
"Oh my god, Jack, what happened?!" he panicked, rushing to the younger's bedside.
"I got beaten up," Jack chuckled a little, "Then the fuckers set me on fire."
"What?! Jack, fucking call the police!"
"Someone else already did."
"And?! What happened?!"
"Those dicks got arrested."
Alex breathed a sigh of relief, sitting on the edge of Jack's bed.
"Who was it?"
"No one we know. I don't even think they were from here."
"Oh. So, what's the damage?"
"I've broken my nose, fractured my eye socket and burnt my whole left arm and most of the left side of my chest, but they haven't covered that bit up yet."
"Can I see it?" Alex asked. Jack nodded, lifting his top up as far as necessary for Alex to see the burnt flesh. It was all black and crusted, blood oozing out of every space possible.
"It only went down a couple of layers of skin. Stop, drop and roll really does work well."
"Jack, I can't believe you just got burnt and you're sitting here as though nothing's happened!" Alex yelled, standing up to emphasise his point.
"Well shouting about it isn't going to take it back!"
"Jack, you let these people walk all over you! Where were you even going at this time of night?!"
"To go and visit your parents!"
Alex fell silent, his eyes flicking to his feet.
"W-why did you go visit my parents?" he quizzed, never meeting the younger boy's gaze.
"Because I had some questions."
"Like what?"
"Like how they're dealing with the fact that you have cancer. Like what's going to happen after you die!"
"Jack, don't speak about things that far into the future-"
"They said you had five years at most! Alex, you could deteriorate any moment and we could lose you! Why didn't you tell me that?!"
"I didn't want you to panic, Jack! Like you're doing now! It's fucking scary! You think I don't care about your feelings? Why do you think I told you first! Because I fucking care about you, Jack, you're my best friend!"
"Well then fucking act like it, Alex! All this time you've been keeping away the fact that this medication you're on, the one that's to stop your chest from hurting, they're not even for that! They're to keep you alive! How fucking could you?! How could you?!"
Jack shot up, clutching his torso as he bent over slightly in pain.
"Jack, get back into bed," Alex ordered, but Jack was adamant to stand up.
"No."
"Jack, please, just get back into b-"
"No, Alex! I can't believe we're fighting in a fucking hospital because you lied to me!"
"I didn't lie! I wanted to stop you from hurting so much! Jack, I just told you I had 5 years to live, what was I meant to say? Oh, by the way, this medication's keeping me alive, and if I don't take it I'll die? Yeah, that would really go down well with you! You know what, I'm really fucking regretting coming to the hospital now!"
Alex stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him, not even caring about the other patients. He ran out the sliding doors with tears swimming in his eyes, fingers fumbling for his keys.
By the time he was home, his parents were already asleep. He sighed, wiping the tears from his cheeks, trying to control his sobs. He pulled his phone out, seeing the '1 new voicemail' message pop up. He rang the voicemail number, pressing his phone firmly to his ear, shaking with anticipation to see who'd left him a message. He was greeted with Jack's voice, and a feeling of guilt washed over him as he heard the younger boy's shaking voice and quiet sobs before he began to speak.
"Alex, I'm s-sorry. You're my best friend a-and I'm sorry I flipped out on you. I-I've been thinking of you, ever since you left. Please call me back soon."
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