Baby It's Fact

It was getting late so I decided to stop moping and go to bed.

"Isn't it weird how Flyzik hasn't called?" Alex asked sleepily. Zack and Rian had laughed when I asked if I could sleep in their room.

"Meh. Tomato Tomahto." I shrugged.

He was too tired to raise an eyebrow and turned over. When I reached to get a pillow, he spoke.

"Jack."

"What?" I mimicked his tone.

Alex sat up.

"Sleep here." he said, gesturing to the space next to him.

"And you suggested that I was the one who has a crush on you."

"You're my best friend. That's not changed."

"Oh em gee!" I shrieked "Alex Gaskarth-Barakat is being serious!"

He sat up.

"Since when was it Gaskarth-Barakat? I'm keeping my surname."

"If you haven't noticed, we both took Rian's name."

"I'll change it. You can be Jack Barakat-Gaskarth. It sounds better."

There was silence for a bit.

"You're not on the bed." he mumbled.

I sighed and crawled into bed.

"Don't bother asking me about pillows in the middle. It is an overused cliche and it never works. And you're my best friend."

"And you're ranting."

Alex pulled me closer.

"There, all better now."

That boy needed some sleep. I turned off the lamp.

"Night." he yawned.

"Night, 'Lex."

==

I was getting to the good part of my dream (I was about to be crowned Supreme Leader Jack) when someone punched me.

"Ow, what the fuck?" I managed to mumble.

Zack laughed. Stupid morning person.

"Too loud."

I tried to put my head under the covers.

"Matt wants to talk to you."

"Give me the phone then."

Zack laughed again. If he wasn't so big and muscled, I'd have punched him.

"He drove here and he's pissed at you and Alex. Good luck."

I slapped Alex on the head.

"Yo 'Lex, Flyzik's here."

Alex rolled over onto his back. I slapped him again.

"Leave me alone."

I put my mouth near his ears.

"Alex?" I stage-whispered.

"Wuh?"

"FLYZIK'S HERE AND HE'S PISSED AT US! GET UP!" I screamed.

"If we ever go screamo, you can be lead screamer."

I heard someone growl something in the other room. The door opened. Uh-oh. Angry Matt made Angry Jack look happy.

"You two jackasses better have a good explanation for why I'm getting congratulation messages from everybody."

I put my hand up.

"What?"

"I object to the term Jackass." I informed him.

Matt curled his hands into fists and gritted his teeth.

"Alex, you're kinda more mature. Explain?"

His voice sounded strained.

"We fucked up. We got drunk, thought it'd be a good idea to get married and woke up."

"If it helps, the hangover was a bitch." I added.

Matt relaxed a little.

"But everyone thinks it's real cause we told our parents after and we took pictures with fans and we-"

Matt interrupted.

"You're ranting again. Once I'm done beating your asses, sleep."

He started pacing the room.

"Record company are asking if it's real, most people seem to think it is..."

Angry-Matt had morphed into Responsible Talking To Himself Trying To Find A Way To Cover Up Our Mistakes Matt.

After a while (Alex had actually gone back to sleep), Matt laughed in a way I had never heard him laugh. It sounded...evil.

"Alex, wake up."

Alex sat up suddenly.

"What? No? I wasn't sleeping again! I was awake with my eyes closed?"

"Jack have you been depriving your husband of sleep?"

Matt grinned. He fucking grinned at us.

"I have an idea for you both to fix this with."

"Listening. Yesh."

Alex was still ranting.

"You play along. 8 months."

No wonder he'd laughed. Playing along was something I knew we'd have to do, but 8 months?

Alex stared.

"What if I meet someone?" I asked.

I was genuinely scared.

"Tough shit, Jack. You should've thought of that before you got married to Alex."

"But-"

"Jack, I'll have you know I'm a very good catch. I'm-"

"Shut up Alex."

"I'm asleep right now." he announced.

"I'm out of here." Matt said.

I yawned and looked at my phone.

"4:53am?!" I screeched.