The Canals Are Freezing (A Jalex Fanfic (; )

Chapter One.

“Fuck yeah! Thank you Baltimore, it’s great to be here at home.” I yelled over the crowd as Jack, Rian, Zack, and I walked into the venue that we were playing at tonight. It’s the last night or our Don’t Panic tour, and we got to play in our hometown, which was already fucking incredible.

“I love you Jack!” A random fan screamed from the crowd. I feel like Jack gets the most attention out of all of us. Shit, even I give Jack a lot of attention. I’ve only been in love with him for the past like eight years.

“I love you too, whoever you are!” Jack shouted back at the crowd, and just about everyone went wild.

A lot of our fanbase had this idea that me and Jack were a couple, and they shipped us. Our ship name was Jalex, which I myself think is pretty fucking cute. I wonder if Jack felt the same way that I did, because that would be pretty fantastic. I planned on confessing it to him tonight after the show, when we were back on the bus, but I’m not sure how he would take it, so I’m starting to rethink it all.

As we were walking into the door of the venue, a pink, frilly bra came whipping past my head and landed on Jacks shoulder.

A wide grin spread across his face, “Shit, I fucking love these fans.” He said, picking the bra off of his shoulder and examining it. He chuckled, “Hey look, it says ‘Jack gives me lady boners’ on it, that’s pretty great.”

Rian stared at Jack, “How come you’re the only one that gets bras flung at him. When I agreed to this band I was convinced that the drummer got the most ass but no it’s the guitarist. Cool.” He pushed the door to the venue open and walked inside, looking like he was trying hard to not laugh.

“Who the fuck pissed in his cocoa puffs this morning?” Zack asked sarcastically, smiling and shaking his head, and followed Rian into the venue.

Jack held the door open for me and bowed, “After you, Mr. Gaskarth,” He said in a fake, cheesy British accent. God damn he’s so fucking cute

I laughed and shook my head, “Why thank you, Sir Barakat,” I said before walking inside.

“It’s good to be here, after touring for a while, it’s good to just be back at home.” Jack said, sighing. “This is all so fantastic. Did you fucking see that crowd out there, Alex? They’re all here to see us. Shit, I know that we’ve been doing this for ten years now, but sometimes it still really overwhelms me, knowing that we can make all of our fans as happy as they make us. It’s fucking amazing.”

I nodded, “I know, I love it. Our fans are what keep me going, they’re the reason that we’ve gotten this far, and it’s amazing. It just makes me feel incredible.”

Zack walked up to us, “Guys, stop being so touchy feely, we have a show to get ready for, get your asses in there so we don’t fuck up like we did last week because Jack decided to get hammered before the show. Let’s fucking go.” He said, outstretching the ‘o’ at the end.

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“I don't wanna say goodnight, the city comes alive, when we're together Why can't Thursday last forever I don't wanna say goodnight I've never been so sure Just do it for the memories  Do it for Baltimore. And do it for me” I sang into the mic as the song ended. Too bad it was the last song of the show. The crowd was fucking amazing tonight.

The crowd went wild, and there were a lot of people chanting a lot of different things. I stood there, taking in the beauty of it all. Performing was just amazing.

After a few minutes, the chanting died down, and it got a lot quieter. All of the sudden, a random fan yelled out, “Jack and Alex should kiss!”, and the crowd went absolutely wild. I looked over at Jack to see that he was already looking at me. I widened my eyes and he nodded, starting to walk over to me.

What the hell was he doing? Was he actually going to kiss me, or was he just doing this to make the fans happy?

He stopped right in front of me, and then turned the crowd, “Well, I guess it’s your guys’ lucky day, you’re going to get to see two attractive guys kiss.” Jack laughed and turned to me again, a soft smile playing at his lips. Oh God, he’s actually going to kiss me. Okay, keep cool, Alex, don’t embarrass yourself, and just keep cool.

“Fuck yeah,” was all that I could manage to say, and then the crowd went wild.

Jack put his hand on the side of my neck and stepped closer to me, which only made the audience freak out even more. He bit his lip before he leaned closer to me, his forehead almost touching mine. When our lips were about to touch, he hesitated a bit, and it seemed like he was waiting for my approval or something.

“Just kiss me, Jack.” I told him, trying not to roll my eyes, and that was exactly what he did. He brought his lips to mine and it was like everything made sense in life. I know that that sounds incredibly cheesy, but it was true. His lips against mine felt like it was just meant to happen. Almost everything else around me disappeared and all I could focus on was the feel of his lips on mine. He nipped my lip with his teeth and pulled me closer to him and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I don’t know how long we stood there kissing, but eventually, Rian threw one of his drum sticks at us, “Damn guys, try to keep it PG, there are children here!” He laughed out and pointed towards the audience.

The whole crowd was silent, and staring at me and Jack, whose arms were still wrapped tightly around my waist. “Um, sorry guys.” Jack said, never taking his eyes off of my face.

I bit my lip and turned my head toward the crowd, “Thank you Baltimore! Thanks for showing us so much love, it’s great to be here.” I said, and tried to turn away from Jack. After budging for a few moments, he finally let me go and I ran off of the stage, not sure what I was doing.

Jack Barakat, the man that had been my bestfriend since we were 15, the man that played bass in my band, the man that I was unconditionally in love with, just kissed me. And it seemed to me like he liked it a lot.

Maybe I’ll tell him how I feel about him after all. Just maybe, though.