Pouring Out My Heart For Paper - Alex -

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

_{A l e x a n d e r J a y G a r c í a T o r r e s . x}

Entry 1.

Dear Diary...

I dream about killing people...

Gonna be serious now. Brent, Chase or Reid, stop reading. Go get me a beer. Or I'll curse you.

I'm trying to keep a journal again. I say journal but this bloody thing looks more like a diary. It has flowers on the front for peat's sake. I found it the other day when I was digging around under my bed, I bought it for my sister, I thought it was cute. And its me using it. God's sake. When I remember I'll buy one of those cool, leather books. At least this way maybe its disguised...
I'm rambling. I ramble awesomely.

Things at work are settling down. I'm still the newbie, kinda, since there hasn't been anyone new yet but there will be. Someday. And I won't be the errand boy. I'm 26 now... Errand boy doesn't sound right any more.

I'm trying to have everything outside work settle down too. I've made a couple of mistakes these past weeks, some that I'm really not proud of, some that I'll never share with the guys. Sure, they'd probably just laugh and wave it off but... Reid. Its like, joder, they all kinda know what I usually get up to on the weekends but... I'm not comfortable with Reid knowing.

But then I stop to think. Why do I care what Reid thinks? He doesn't swing my way. Sure, there was that one drunken kiss (best drunken kiss of my life ) but he made out pretty clearly that he didn't bat for my team. Its just annoying. First I had that silly teenage crush for Chase. And now I've got a grown-up crush on Reid. What is it about men that I can't have? Stupid Chase. Stupid Reid. Stupid men I can't have. Joder, I sound like a whiny teen. Merlin forbid anyone finds this.... I might just have to burn it someday. Or maybe I'll keep it and read bits when I'm old and wrinkly. If I even make it that far. Rate I'm going I'll be gone before I hit forty. Pessimistic, yes. But kinda true.

Oh, surprise surprise. Chase and Brent are back together. Just what I need. Now everytime we've got band practice I'll be reminded of how pathetically lonely I am. Merlin. I am a whiny teen. But... My journal. My rules. But yeah that. It was only a matter of time - they've always been so... bleh-yuck-love-you-ick. But I am happy for them. At least now Chase'll finally screw someone. No, I didn't write that >:3

I'm off to bed... maybe. I'll probably head down the pub for one. Just one.


Note to self: Buy more beer Straighten up life.



Maybe now there won't be so much sexual tension >.> <.<

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[Alexander Jay García Torres]

_{A l e x a n d e r J a y G a r c í a T o r r e s . x}

Entry 2.

Its 4am. I've just woken up on the sofa. And I'm writing in my diary.

I just need something to prove tomorrow morning that this wasn't all a dream.

I think... Reid and me are going to go on a date?

It just all happened so... suddenly. And randomly. And oh-merlin-what-the-fuckly? I had/have the night off so I owled Reid and told him, kindly, to get his butt down the bar with me so we could catch up. I just guessed Chase and Brent would be too busy loving it up somewhere to come see little ol' me. And I kinda preferred it that way. Just Reid and me, grabbing beers and just being us.

Well yeah. We kissed.

Joder. Can't write that without smiling. I need to get myself some more sugared quills. This one is just about a stub now. But that. We were in the bar, ordered pints and just began to chat about how everything was going. And then I asked him about things were going for him in the love department. And then he got all cryptic on me. Referred to me, yes me, in third person. Meeeerlin. I still don't believe it.

We held hands, we kissed, we talked and, joder, he played me a song. That man... That man is too much.

Hopefully I'll wake up in a few hours, read this, and realize that I'm not tripping.

Note to self: ...don't fuck things up.



Reid. Making thinking look sexy.

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[Alexander Jay García Torres]

_{A l e x a n d e r J a y G a r c í a T o r r e s . x}

Entry 3.

I'm being naughty. I should be working right now. Well, not really, I'm on my lunch break and I kinda need a reason to not talk to my collegues. I don't really care if they see me with this flowery thing. Jealous. All of them.

I had the best shower ever this morning. Oh yes.

Only because Reid was there.

I went round to his office last night to take him some food. He was doing overtime because he has this... I don't know what it is coming up. He talks and I just tend to zone out. It may be the beard. If he ever gets rid of it... he'll be getting rid of part of his soul. Anyway. I took the overworked man some food and I ended up sleeping on the sofa. I technically slept with Reid. Not in the way I'd like but its close enough. For now.

And then I suggested we go back to my place for breakfast and so I could get a shower. I got a shower fine. And he went to get one... and I caved. I'm so weak. But we didn't take it all the way. There wasn't really time for that. But... joder.

Naked Reid is my favorite Reid.

Band practice this weekend!
And date!
In short - awesome weekend.

Note to self: I might have to invest in a bar of soap for Reid. Can't risk him touching mine.


WANT! BEER SOAP! ...but does it taste like beer?

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[Alexander Jay García Torres]

_{A l e x a n d e r J a y G a r c í a T o r r e s . x}

Entry 4.

Dear diary,

I almost cursed Chase.

Nah. He cursed me. The bitch. But I really lost my temper, bad style.
I think it was all just a big, fat misunderstanding. Well, I don't think, I know it was a misunderstanding. Like, we were all fine and practicing (sounded awesome by the way). I even gave a little seductive wiggle of my hips dance. Everything had been going great until after.
I offered to make everyone food. Everyone accepted. Everyone was happy blah-blah-blah. I dragged Reid away to the kitchen under the pretense that he was going to help me and also save him from the mushiness that is Chase and Brent.
I kinda just wanted me some Reid.
And then, because luck hates me, Brent and Chase just had to barge in the kitchen. Like, for one time I want them to stay raping each other's faces with their mouths stay away, they have to come and disturb us.

And then everything went downhill.

They were all "you are so mean, why didn't you tell us?" and we were all "we haven't been on a date yet! Why you no understand??". Because, of course, only Chase and Brent can have meetings of the secret loving type. But, joder, we haven't even had a date!
So Brent got peeved, I got peeved at Brent, Chase got peeved at me for being peeved at Brent and then I got peeved at Chase for being peeved at me for being peeved at Brent and so on and so forth. I went to leave, Chase stopped me, I blew up the door and Chase... well... Chase petrified me. Foul playing bitch

But everything worked out in the end....

Reid asked me out properly, after all.
And tomorrow's our date. I really can't wait.


Note to self: Revenge on Chase. No one hexes Señor Alex in the back.

Uh-huh. Tomorrow that chin is going to be bald.

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[Alexander Jay García Torres]

_{A l e x a n d e r J a y G a r c í a T o r r e s . x}

Entry 5.

Dear diary,

I almost killed Chase.

Revenge was mine.

Okay, it was an accident but it feels that way. I've added Thestrals to my growing list of things I hate and fear. I just wanted to go see Chase and have a drink... was it really much to ask?
But noooo... he had to be petting the world's most ugliest beast ever. And one of the most easily spooked too. Its like... I'm in the forest, I'm freaking, I trip, I look up, I see that hellish creature and... what am I meant to do?

"Oh hi, Chase. That's a lovely demon horse pony you got thuuur." And said in whisper?

So yeah, Chase almost died. And I had to use this stupid potion that costs an arm and a leg to seal and heal the cut and make it scar before he lost too much blood. I'm going to have to pay for it since its hospital property in a way. I don't know. I'll talk to the Head Healer. It wasn't like I dropped or lost it. It was an actual emergency. And if she makes me pay for it.. oh well. What is a guy to do? Its a small price to pay to see Chase living still.

See him for a little while longer at least... Brent may kill me when he sees the size of that scar. Oh dears.

I'm heading off to Broomsticks with Chase now. I need a strong drink. A real strong drink after all that. I'm actually just waiting for clean clothes. Mine are filled with blood... that'll probably stain. So yeah, I'm sat in my boxers in a shower in Hogwarts. Not the first place I'd imagined I'd end up along the course of the day when I woke this morning.

If I'd known I was going to end up here I probably would of put the ones with smiley faces on.

Sweet Merlin. Today's being so weird. All I wanted was a drink. Next time I'll just stay at home.

Note to self: Scaredy-cats are not attractive. Man up.

I'll be dreaming of this fucker for weeks.

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