All For You (Four)
Title: All For You
Author: turnthepageover
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17
P.O.V.: Jack
Summary: Jack loves Alex. Alex loves Jack. But they have to keep their relationship secret from Alex's parents. What will they do when Jack finds out he's pregnant?
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Alex, or anyone in the lovely band and crew that make up All Time Low. They all own each other. Amen.
Warning: This is an mpreg. So if you're no into that sort of thing, I would suggest you don't read it.
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"Oh my god, Jack!" I heard Alex gasp, and I opened my yes and blinked at him.
"What?" I asked, watching him look over his reflection in the mirror.
"You fucking bit me!" Alex exclaimed, and I raised an eyebrow.
"And?" I questioned, sitting up and making a face at the dried cum covering my chest.
"Look at it!" he yelled at me, pointing to a rather large bite mark on the middle of his left shoulder.
“I’m sorry,” I replied.
“How am I supposed to hide this?” he asked.
“Start by wearing a shirt?” I answered, and he sighed.
“What am I supposed to say if Brynn sees it? Or my parents?”
“I don’t’ fucking know!” I glared. “Maybe the truth?!”
“Jack,” he sighed.
“No! Don’t fucking yell and get mad at me because I bit you! It’s not my fault you have to hide my marks from everyone because you’re scared they’ll know who you really are! I mean, look at my lip. I can’t hide a busted lip, Alex! And I would be happy to be honest and say where I got it!” I told him. “I’m not sorry I gave that to you, Lex. Maybe it’ll be a sign that you need to stop being such a liar.”
I got off the bed, hurrying to the bathroom. I felt the sickness in my stomach, dropping to my knees as it forced its way up my throat. It was part of my morning routine now; wake up, cuddle/fight with Alex if he’s over, rush to the bathroom, throw up, then cry for ten minutes over nothing. I was in the middle of the crying phase when Alex began knocking on the door.
“It’s unlocked,” I whimpered, and I watched the handle twist before he opened the door and stepped in.
“It’s okay, baby,” he said, pulling me into his arms and rubbing my back. The action made me break down, melting into Alex’s chest as more tears leaked down my cheeks and sobs began escaping my throat.
“I don’t wanna fight anymore, Alex,” I told him, tears running freely as I looked up at him. I saw a couple tears drip out of his own chocolate eyes.
“Neither do I, Jack,” he told me, and I wrapped my arms tightly around him, clinging to him as he laid down. He buried his nose in my hair and I cuddled as close to him as was possibly.
****
“Couldn’t she have just told us what was going on over the phone?” I asked my mom as I followed her into the doctor’s office.
“Jack, the doctor asked that we come back and discuss the results. So, no, I don’t believe she could have just told us over the phone,” she responded, and I could sense an edge in her voice. I decided to keep quiet, knowing she was already nervous.
We were led by a nurse back to the doctor’s office, where we found her sitting in her chair looking through papers. She looked up, giving us each a bright smile before taking off her glasses as we came in and sat in the chairs in front of her desk.
“Hello again, Jack.” She shook my hand. “And Mrs. Barakat.”
She shook my mother’s hand, who gave her a nervous smile in return.
“Well, the news I’m going to give you may be either good or bad. It depends on how you look at it,” she began. “You’re pregnant, Jack.”
I blinked a couple of times, staring at her blankly.
“E-excuse me?” I asked. “It does say ‘male’ on your chart, right? That’s not possible.”
“It is in cases like yours, Jack,” the doctor replied.
“W-what is that supposed to mean?” I questioned. “Is that some sort of gay crack?”
“Of course not, Jack!” she responded quickly, shaking her head. “It’s just, with a medical background like yours-”
“He doesn’t know,” my mom stated quietly, and we both turned to look at her.
“I don’t know what, mom?” I asked, but she ignored me.
“He was so young when it happened, there’s no way he would have remembered. We decided it may just be best if he never even found out,” she continued.
“Well I think he deserves to know now, considering it gives explanation to his current position,” she responded, and my mother nodded slowly, turning to me with an apologetic expression.
“Jack, when you were born, there was somewhat of a complication,” she told me, twiddling her thumbs nervously.
“What kind of complication?” I asked.
“You were born with both a penis and a vagina,” she responded.
“H-how does that-” I stuttered, but she shook her head.
“We don’t know what caused it.”
“W-what happened to it? M-my, um, v-vagina? I asked, the sentence rolling off my tongue awkwardly. “I-I mean, It’s not there anymore, right?”
“We worked with doctors and watched you mature. You were developing like any little boy would. They performed surgeries, and made you as normal down there as they could get,” she told me.
“W-wow,” I said, pushing my bangs from my eyes and pressing my palms against my forehead.
“And even though you look like a normal boy on the outside, on the inside you still have both reproductive systems, Jack,” the doctor said, and I nodded.
“Honey, I know this is a lot to take in all at once, and I’m sorry. We should have told you all this a long time ago, but we didn’t know-”
“That I would be homosexual and having sex with guys?” I asked her.
“Well, that, and we didn’t know if the chance of you getting pregnant was high or if it was even possible,” she told me.
“Well, I’m,” I paused, feeling weird as I prepared to say it. “I’m pregnant, so it must be possible.”
My mom stroked my hand, smiling softly at me.
“Is there any way I can- um,” I bit my lip. “Can I see I-it?”
“I’m sorry, Jack, but I’m not trained for that type of practice. I can help you find a good doctor that will help you out, thought, alright?” she said, and I nodded. “Am I allowed to congratulate you?”
“Y-yeah,” I responded, smiling softly.
****
“Are you okay, mom?” I asked her later when we were home.
“Yes, Jack. I’m still a little shocked is all,” she told me.
“You probably expected to hear this from May first, huh?” I asked, and she laughed.
“I always thought the first one of my children to tell me I’m going to be a grandma would Joe,” she said. “And that would still be a couple years from now.” She paused, sighing and looking at me. “And then I imagine May coming to me sometime after, telling me she’s pregnant.
“But you, Jack, I never expected to hear it from you first. Especially not about you being pregnant. But there’s a lot of things about you I never expected. You’re just one big surprise after another, aren’t’ you?” she asked, smiling lovingly at me. I hugged her, and she kissed my forehead.
“I love you, mommy,” I told her.
“I love you, too, Jack,” she answered. “Can I ask you something?”
“Yeah,” I answered, waiting for her to ask the one I had been expecting since we found out.
“It’s Alex’s, isn’t it?” she asked, and I nodded, biting my lip.
“Yeah, it is,” I responded.
“Just wondering,” she answered, and I noticed her smile to herself.
****
I picked up my phone, finding Alex’s number and hitting the call button. I bit my lip it rang, running my left hand over my stomach. I’d been doing it a lot since yesterday when I found out about the baby.
It rang four times before his voice mail came on.
“Hey, Alex. Call me when you get this. Please. We need to talk.”
I hung up when I was done leaving the message. I put my phone on the bedside table, grabbing my I-pod as I laid down. I turned it on, drifting off to sleep almost instantly.
Author: turnthepageover
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17
P.O.V.: Jack
Summary: Jack loves Alex. Alex loves Jack. But they have to keep their relationship secret from Alex's parents. What will they do when Jack finds out he's pregnant?
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Alex, or anyone in the lovely band and crew that make up All Time Low. They all own each other. Amen.
Warning: This is an mpreg. So if you're no into that sort of thing, I would suggest you don't read it.
turnthepageover.livejournal.com/17049.html
"Oh my god, Jack!" I heard Alex gasp, and I opened my yes and blinked at him.
"What?" I asked, watching him look over his reflection in the mirror.
"You fucking bit me!" Alex exclaimed, and I raised an eyebrow.
"And?" I questioned, sitting up and making a face at the dried cum covering my chest.
"Look at it!" he yelled at me, pointing to a rather large bite mark on the middle of his left shoulder.
“I’m sorry,” I replied.
“How am I supposed to hide this?” he asked.
“Start by wearing a shirt?” I answered, and he sighed.
“What am I supposed to say if Brynn sees it? Or my parents?”
“I don’t’ fucking know!” I glared. “Maybe the truth?!”
“Jack,” he sighed.
“No! Don’t fucking yell and get mad at me because I bit you! It’s not my fault you have to hide my marks from everyone because you’re scared they’ll know who you really are! I mean, look at my lip. I can’t hide a busted lip, Alex! And I would be happy to be honest and say where I got it!” I told him. “I’m not sorry I gave that to you, Lex. Maybe it’ll be a sign that you need to stop being such a liar.”
I got off the bed, hurrying to the bathroom. I felt the sickness in my stomach, dropping to my knees as it forced its way up my throat. It was part of my morning routine now; wake up, cuddle/fight with Alex if he’s over, rush to the bathroom, throw up, then cry for ten minutes over nothing. I was in the middle of the crying phase when Alex began knocking on the door.
“It’s unlocked,” I whimpered, and I watched the handle twist before he opened the door and stepped in.
“It’s okay, baby,” he said, pulling me into his arms and rubbing my back. The action made me break down, melting into Alex’s chest as more tears leaked down my cheeks and sobs began escaping my throat.
“I don’t wanna fight anymore, Alex,” I told him, tears running freely as I looked up at him. I saw a couple tears drip out of his own chocolate eyes.
“Neither do I, Jack,” he told me, and I wrapped my arms tightly around him, clinging to him as he laid down. He buried his nose in my hair and I cuddled as close to him as was possibly.
****
“Couldn’t she have just told us what was going on over the phone?” I asked my mom as I followed her into the doctor’s office.
“Jack, the doctor asked that we come back and discuss the results. So, no, I don’t believe she could have just told us over the phone,” she responded, and I could sense an edge in her voice. I decided to keep quiet, knowing she was already nervous.
We were led by a nurse back to the doctor’s office, where we found her sitting in her chair looking through papers. She looked up, giving us each a bright smile before taking off her glasses as we came in and sat in the chairs in front of her desk.
“Hello again, Jack.” She shook my hand. “And Mrs. Barakat.”
She shook my mother’s hand, who gave her a nervous smile in return.
“Well, the news I’m going to give you may be either good or bad. It depends on how you look at it,” she began. “You’re pregnant, Jack.”
I blinked a couple of times, staring at her blankly.
“E-excuse me?” I asked. “It does say ‘male’ on your chart, right? That’s not possible.”
“It is in cases like yours, Jack,” the doctor replied.
“W-what is that supposed to mean?” I questioned. “Is that some sort of gay crack?”
“Of course not, Jack!” she responded quickly, shaking her head. “It’s just, with a medical background like yours-”
“He doesn’t know,” my mom stated quietly, and we both turned to look at her.
“I don’t know what, mom?” I asked, but she ignored me.
“He was so young when it happened, there’s no way he would have remembered. We decided it may just be best if he never even found out,” she continued.
“Well I think he deserves to know now, considering it gives explanation to his current position,” she responded, and my mother nodded slowly, turning to me with an apologetic expression.
“Jack, when you were born, there was somewhat of a complication,” she told me, twiddling her thumbs nervously.
“What kind of complication?” I asked.
“You were born with both a penis and a vagina,” she responded.
“H-how does that-” I stuttered, but she shook her head.
“We don’t know what caused it.”
“W-what happened to it? M-my, um, v-vagina? I asked, the sentence rolling off my tongue awkwardly. “I-I mean, It’s not there anymore, right?”
“We worked with doctors and watched you mature. You were developing like any little boy would. They performed surgeries, and made you as normal down there as they could get,” she told me.
“W-wow,” I said, pushing my bangs from my eyes and pressing my palms against my forehead.
“And even though you look like a normal boy on the outside, on the inside you still have both reproductive systems, Jack,” the doctor said, and I nodded.
“Honey, I know this is a lot to take in all at once, and I’m sorry. We should have told you all this a long time ago, but we didn’t know-”
“That I would be homosexual and having sex with guys?” I asked her.
“Well, that, and we didn’t know if the chance of you getting pregnant was high or if it was even possible,” she told me.
“Well, I’m,” I paused, feeling weird as I prepared to say it. “I’m pregnant, so it must be possible.”
My mom stroked my hand, smiling softly at me.
“Is there any way I can- um,” I bit my lip. “Can I see I-it?”
“I’m sorry, Jack, but I’m not trained for that type of practice. I can help you find a good doctor that will help you out, thought, alright?” she said, and I nodded. “Am I allowed to congratulate you?”
“Y-yeah,” I responded, smiling softly.
****
“Are you okay, mom?” I asked her later when we were home.
“Yes, Jack. I’m still a little shocked is all,” she told me.
“You probably expected to hear this from May first, huh?” I asked, and she laughed.
“I always thought the first one of my children to tell me I’m going to be a grandma would Joe,” she said. “And that would still be a couple years from now.” She paused, sighing and looking at me. “And then I imagine May coming to me sometime after, telling me she’s pregnant.
“But you, Jack, I never expected to hear it from you first. Especially not about you being pregnant. But there’s a lot of things about you I never expected. You’re just one big surprise after another, aren’t’ you?” she asked, smiling lovingly at me. I hugged her, and she kissed my forehead.
“I love you, mommy,” I told her.
“I love you, too, Jack,” she answered. “Can I ask you something?”
“Yeah,” I answered, waiting for her to ask the one I had been expecting since we found out.
“It’s Alex’s, isn’t it?” she asked, and I nodded, biting my lip.
“Yeah, it is,” I responded.
“Just wondering,” she answered, and I noticed her smile to herself.
****
I picked up my phone, finding Alex’s number and hitting the call button. I bit my lip it rang, running my left hand over my stomach. I’d been doing it a lot since yesterday when I found out about the baby.
It rang four times before his voice mail came on.
“Hey, Alex. Call me when you get this. Please. We need to talk.”
I hung up when I was done leaving the message. I put my phone on the bedside table, grabbing my I-pod as I laid down. I turned it on, drifting off to sleep almost instantly.