Losing a Perfect Thing

Chapter seven

Alex's POV

It's Sunday morning and I still couldn't get the picture of Jack and I kissing out of my head. I was the happiest person ever. I wonder if he remembers it, I sure hope he does.

My moms coming home this evening and to be honest it's been the best weekend ever. I probably sound like the worst son ever right now, but I think it's because she wasn't here.

We made another mess last night when I was celebrating about the picture I found on my phone. I mean obviously I didn't put as my wallpaper on my phone, I'm still not out at school.

But today will mostly just consist of us, but mostly Justin and I ,the others were making out or cuddling, cleaning. Its not as bad as Saturday's clean up since there was only six people and not fifty.

We got done in less then an hour, Jack and I went to go get some food, as for the others they stayed at my house.

We got back with some Taco Bell, we all ate around the coffee table. After we were done we cleaned up our mess and lounged around the rest of the time.

           -----five hours later-----

Everybody had gone back to their house, so I was now home alone. I was only alone for about two hours, my mom came back when I was listening to music on the couch in the living room.

She wandered around the house making sure nothing was out of place or missing. When she came back into the living room She stopped in front of the window Jaime had fallen through then turned around to me. "Hunny, did something happen to the window?" She asked.

My eyes went wide, then I spoke, " Uhh, no not that I know of." I told her.

"Really? because last time I checked our window didn't have a sticker on it saying that it was replaced." She told me.

"Shit" I mumbled to myself so she wouldn't here.

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Sorry it was short guys