Sunsets and Silhouette Dreams

Three years. Three years I've been in love with him. Three years of butterflies erupting inside at me at the slightest touch. Three years of hidden feelings and lustful glances at any given opportunity. Three years of him not knowing my feelings towards him. Three years of being best friends, but best friends with secrets.

But i don't know if i can keep my longing for him a secret anymore.

Title credit goes to Mayday Parade, i don't own Alex or Jack either. Only the plot.

A.N : Okay, so idk what this is apart from a probable short chaptered fic. But don't hold out on anything. Having chronic fatigue syndrome means that i get tired easily and i have to be careful with how i use my energy. So if this does manage to become a chaptered fic, updates will probably be sporadic; and for that i really am sorry.