"I am so glad you showed up."

I beamed at Jack's words as we walked towards the theatre. It was the first day of school, and Kaira was already exhausted. She kept on whining about how her shoulders slumped and her eyelids shut themselves when the class was going. So they all agreed to go to a movie after school. I wasn't so thrilled with the idea. I mean, so many things were going through my mind; the first day and they have given us assignments to finish. I don't know how they were all so relaxed about it. There is enough to complete, including my book. I have been struggling to recreate that spark and excitement, but the result was nowhere near my goal. I huffed, demanding to get rid of all that from my mind and focus on the present.

We stepped inside the black cinema hall, my hands closely clasped with Jack as we sat at the corner. "I guess we won the finest spot." I picked up the teasing tone from Jack as he pulled me closer towards him. The film started and all I could sense was Jack's hand on my shoulder, rubbing up and down. I felt him step closer to my cheek and setting a wet kiss.

"I missed you so much during the vacation." He sighed, his minty breath sending chills throughout my soul.

"Really? So ready to show me how much you missed me?" I grinned.

I leaned back a bit, pulling Jack with me. Soft lips rubbing against mine. The torment of our lips disappeared, and it overwhelmed by desire. And that's when Jack took control of me. His scent engulfing my senses and I didn't know how much I missed being this close to him until now. His hands around my waist, caging me in. I could feel my breath increasing and our heartbeat syncing. Jack pulled back a bit to catch his breath, but I selfishly grabbed him, too afraid to lose the spark.

The spark which was missing in my characters, Sara and Alan. Alan needs to be more passionate, like Jack. He needs to make the relationship more alive as if it was the last thing in this world. I have to work first on Alan. Let's imagine this plot: Alan and Sara kissing in the office cabin, who at any minute can be caught by their supervisor. Alan is pulling her extremely close, and she keeps kissing him with so much enthusiasm that she moans out his name.

Aloud.

Alan.

"What the fuck?" Jack shoved me, my back hitting Kaira.

It bewildered me, "Jack?"

"Alan? I am kissing you and you are calling out Alan!" He yelled at me and stormed out.

I sat in my seat, catching my breath. The movie was still going on, and I was glad that people around me didn't notice how flushed I looked. Pushing my hair all the way back, I slouched in my seat and drank water. I bit my lips, sensing the wetness of Jack's lips, which are not there anymore. I internally groaned, not admitting that I had told Alan's name loudly.

I turned, seeking aid from my friends, but they were already gone.

I took a deep breath and rushed out, watching my gang of friends seriously discussing something. Jack's narrow eyes grew wide when he stood there explaining to his friends about the incident. His shirt was still in the state of disheveled, and this showed that it was the least of his concern. I watched people staring at him as he screamed words of betrayal and kicking the trash can at the heat of the moment.

Sweat poured from my forehead. I have never seen him this angry. I gulped my fear, wiped the sweat, and sauntered toward him.

"Jack I---"

"Alan!" Mary demanded, standing in front of Jack, her eyes squinting at me. "You got to be shitting us, Josephine!"

"It's not what you think," I whimpered, my voice almost cracking.

It was the stupidest thing anybody would do. And I didn't prefer to lose Jack because of this.

I slowly let my eyes fall on Jack. His anger was gone, and he looked wrecked, as if I had stabbed a knife in his heart. Samuel moved closer to me. He was the best friend of Jack. Of course, he would get disappointed in me.

"What rational explanation you have for moaning out another guy's name?"

"I wasn't---"

"Don't you fucking lie!" He screamed, and I took a step back.

"I am not! This is between Jack and me, so you guys should leave us alone!"

I assumed no one was ready to go because they continued standing there.

I let out a sigh and shook my head. "Fine. Alan is... I know this will sound stupid... but it's the truth. Alan is my MC... in my book; the protagonist in my book."

Jack clenched his teeth, letting out a harsh breath. "Jo, last few months I called you to many parties. You declined; you needed space and time to write. I was fine. You hardly texted me. I was fine. We arranged a trip recently. You didn't come. Fine! Even though it was irritating, your reasons seemed logical. But now... no,"

I went towards him, turning his face to gaze into my eyes; to see the truth in it, "I know it sounds foolish but----"

"But what?" He roared, bracing me to take two steps back, "your book is your life? You somehow need to publish it before this year gets over. Is that what you want to say? Because that fucking bullshit is what I have been listening to ever since we dated!"

"My dream is 'fucking bullshit'?" I whispered, my voice hardly audible and my hands losing his body heat.

"Quit being melodramatic," Samuel responded, chuckling mirthlessly, "you ignored him for months, making him beg like a dog behind you. At least now we realize that there is another guy. You can't play 'my book' victim card anymore."

"Jack, please," I whimpered, avoiding every sharp arrow his friend was striking on me. Taking two more steps closer to him, I mumbled, my throat burning and choking on my words, "I- I thought I was so happy to have you support me. Trust me, there is no other guy. I don't have any Alan."

"Oh! Well, let me remind you, the Alan you were hallucinating when kissing your sweetheart." Kaira smirked and flipped her hair before proceeding, "Alan Hill."