Let's Get This Party Started

Alex’s POV:
I woke up and looked around my surroundings. Jack’s room. He was on the floor, while he let me sleep on his bed. He could’ve just slept up there too, I couldn’t help but think what I thought was both really weird, and a little messed up. Two dudes can’t sleep in the same bed when they’re just friends. The last few words stuck with me. Jack and I were just friends. Even if I started feeling like I wanted to be more, it had to stay that way.
Sometimes I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be just friends, or be more. The feeling was on and off. It was mostly on though. Within two weeks I would think I’ve gone completely mad for Jack. I could no longer ignore it, I had to admit it. I. Like. Jack. There, I said it. I liked him. But, what if he didn’t like me back? He probably didn’t. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for myself. Now that I could admit to myself that I had fallen for him I couldn’t get him out of my head, not even for a minute. My thoughts were interrupted because he woke up.
“Hey man, you awake?”
“Yeah”, I said looking down at him, not helping but thinking he looked cute with bed head. It was almost perfect. In fact, I think it qualified as perfect.
“Wanna get some breakfast? I’m starving, even though I just woke up.” he added with a grin.
“Yeah, I’m pretty hungry.”
I got out of the bed as he got up from the floor, he wore his basketball shorts to bed and a Jimmy Eat World shirt. His shirt looked perfectly rumpled, and I couldn’t help but smile at this, thankfully he didn’t really notice and we went downstairs.
Jack’s POV:
I woke up thinking about Alex. I had a dream about him. He was walking next to me, and we were heading to the park to go sit by the water, just to talk. Kind of like the day Steph left. It was almost the same, except he looked at me and had a silly grin almost plastered to his face, like he wanted to be nowhere else in the world but with me. Then I woke up.
I kept my eyes closed and thought about Alex. I started to like him. The kind of like that was more than just friends. It was weird though, I had to admit. It mean, I didn’t ever expect to feel for the kid, but it sort of happened. I don’t know what to do now though. I couldn’t just tell him how I felt. I know he isn’t like that, but last night was different. I always knew deep down I liked him, but last night I completely fell flat on my face for him. I couldn’t help but think that I would die without him. I just had to get enough courage to tell him, but I don’t think I could get enough to do so. I stopped thinking about it and was suddenly hungry as hell.
“Hey man, you awake?”
“Yeah” He said.
I looked up at him and he looked gorgeous this morning. He wore a slight smile that made me melt and I tried to hide my smile, but I could already tell it wasn’t working.
“Wanna get some breakfast? I’m starving, even though I just woke up.”
“Yeah, I’m pretty hungry.”
We both got up and I looked over at him. He was still wearing his grey skinny jeans from yesterday and his white V-neck t-shirt. His plaid button down was slung over my desk chair. He looked like he had just walked out of a modeling studio, he was definitely a looker. I felt weird thinking this about him, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t fucking help falling for him.
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We went downstairs to the kitchen and I pulled out some toast. He just grabbed some waffles and began to toast them and I had with my toast. It was a silent ten minutes, but not an awkward one. It was peaceful, nice. I just wish I knew what he was thinking though. I would be nice knowing what he thought about me.
He must’ve noticed me looking at him, because he looked up at me and had a confused look on his face. I shrugged him off and asked him if he wanted to go watch TV downstairs. Somewhere we’d never really hung out before.
“Sure, I’m going to go shower, I’ll be down in ten?”
“Sure. I’ll be on my ass watching TV.” I smiled and he went upstairs.
I sat on the couch and thought about Alex, but I couldn’t think straight, so I gave up and I grabbed my guitar. I just started playing, but didn’t know what. My guitar always helped my focus and gets my mind off things. I didn’t think how long I was playing, but I knew I got into it, because I didn’t head Alex come downstairs, and he had an amazed look on his face.
“Dude, Your fucking.. I can’t even. You’re great, not wait better than great. You’re I don’t know, but like amazing, but more.”
I smiled wide, not being able to help myself and putting the guitar down.
“No, don’t stop playing. It’s mesmerizing. I can sing, but nothing compared to your guitar skills.”
“I’m not that good, sing for me.”
“No.”
“I’ll play, you sing.”
“Umm.”
“Please? For Me?”
“Fine, for you.”
I easily figured out what he was singing, and joined in. After the song was finished I looked at him. He looked at me. We knew we were amazing together. I smiled slightly, him returning my smile. Then, looking into his eyes made me want to kiss him, even if it was such a small kiss it barely counted. I parted my lips a little, not to kiss him, but out of habit, but I was guessing he took it like a gesture and moved in closer, and so I followed. We were less than two inches away and I looked into his eyes. They looked like he truly wanted this, so I slightly moved forward and our lips finally touched. It was a soft, sweet kiss. I never wanted it to end, but about ten seconds later; we both backed up and looked into each other’s eyes. I smiled. He smiled.