Jack POV:
Getting yelled at is not fun when you're a kid. Getting yelled at when you're an adult is worse. At least you have a reason to be a fuck up when you're a kid, but when you're an adult you're just supposed to know better.
Sorry world, it turns out I don't know better.
I fucked up and didn't do the shit my boyfriend, Dan, asked me to do while he was gone. He'd asked me to do the little chores around the apartment a million times before but, just like this time, I'd forgotten about it. Dan and I used to get along really well but in the past few months we've just been at each other's throats a lot. It was really stupid petty shit too.
So, there I was, and there he was, yelling at me like he was my dad and I was a kid again.
"Jesus Christ Jack! How many times have I fucking asked for you to do these simple damn things! I don't ask for much! I'm getting real tired of this bullshit!" He yelled at me from across the kitchen.
I casually lounged against the counter, not at all affected by his words, "Sorry, man, I spaced it."
"Yeah, I bet you fucking did!" He threw his hands up and pointed to a pile of my discarded clothes on the kitchen floor. "How the fuck do you space that shit?"
I shrugged and stood up off the counter a little, "I was busy today."
"What could you have possibly been doing? You're not on tour, you don't have shit to do," he accused.
Rolling my eyes I said, "I was out with Alex earlier."
"Fucking Christ! Of course it was him!"
A bit of anger bubbled within me at his words, "Yeah, he's my best fucking friend! What do you expect?"
"You're always around him Jack! It's like you're dating him, not me," Dan shouted, "He sure as hell sees you more!"
"Get off my ass. Alex has a girlfriend dipshit," I reminded him.
"Yeah, fuck me right? If she wasn't in the picture you'd leave me in an instant to be with him!"
"Well right now you're being a prick so honestly who could blame me?!"
He looked at me silently for a moment and then spoke quietly, "You're in love with him."
"No I'm not," I defended quickly, although I knew that was a straight up lie.
"Yes you fucking are!" Dan was back to shouting, "Get the fuck out, Jack! We're through! Get your shit and go!"
"What!? Are fucking kidding me? Where would I even go?!" I asked frantically, a million thoughts racing through my brain.
"Go stay with Alex, you dick." He turned around and headed straight the door. He paused before he left, "I want you out. Tonight. When I get back you better not be here." With that he left.
"Yeah, fuck you buddy," I muttered once he closed the door.
He was really making me leave. I didn't even know where to start. I grabbed my suitcase and violently shoved clothes and my belongings into it. Once I finished packing I threw my stuff out into my car and climbed into the driver's seat.
I pulled out my phone and called the only person who I knew would let me stay with them on such short notice, well other than my mom, because I definitely wasn't going to go back and stay with my parents.
Alex picked up on the second ring.
A/N: This is my new story!! I've been working on this, as well as a ton of others, for a long time now. It's kinda short but it's just the beginning and stuff. Some of the chapters will be short and some will be longer. So yeah, hoped you liked it. Remember to vote and comment if you'd like. Tell me what you think :DD
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