By the way,in the fanfiction Will has two mental disorders which explains a lot about his behavior... It explains a whole lot.

The joke is not mine but it's gold!!!!!!

Will's P.O.V.

I just get my drink of water from the kitchen and go to the living room, going past the guy who let me in this house despite all the things I've said to him. I hear him follow me to my destination and when we get there I ask "Can I sit down." "Yes." He answers. I sit down on the chair which is extremely comfortable. I take a sip of the clear water and see the guy looking at me go to take his glass of water. He gets his glass and water and takes his seat on the couch which looks even more comforting than the chair I'm sitting in and this chair is already extremely comfortable. "So... What's your name? Mines Sean bit everyone calls me Jack." "Your name's Sean but everyone calls you Jack? Ok then... My name's Will... And that's what they call me." I get up to look out the window with a cautious look on my face. "What's wrong? Are you okay? Why are you looking outside like that?" He asks in worry from my expression. I realize how worried I look in the reflection. "For some guy named Shamus." "Ok... Uhh, who's Shamus?" He asks in concern. "Some guy who's chasing me and I think he may want to kill me." I say going from worried to now saying it in a casual way. "W-what are you sure?! You've gotta hide!" Jack tells me and I choose to hide in the kitchen and grab a weapon in there. I make my way into the kitchen and in one of the drawers I grab a knife. The knife is long and looks good enough for defense. I close the drawer and sit down to hide from Shamus. I remember his appearance... His face too. Las time I saw him he was wearing a white tank top, blue jeans and his head was shaved and blonde. Jack came in the kitchen holding a baseball bat. "Ah, Will, did he have any weapons?" "He had a crowbar." I answer with my voice still being casual. He lets out a sigh of worry and asks "Did he have anyone with him? I'd hate to think anyone else was out to get you." "Well, there was a guy with him who had dreadlocks. When Shamus chased me the dreadlocks guy just stayed behind."

Jack's P.O.V.

Dreadlocks huh? Reminds me of someone I knew but it's just one thing and besides, it's not like I'll run into him again... I can't think of the past now! I have to help Will! I hold my bat close in fear. Will looks up in a way which is definitely not stealthy. "Will,get down!" I say in a panicky voice along with frustration. "I see him outside!" Will says, trying to be quiet. "Is anyone else out there with him?" I ask. "No." "Put your fucking head down." I tell him and he obeys my words. "I'll go look in the other windows and lock the doors on the one side of the house and you do the other side of the house." I tell him and he nods in agreement. I look through windows and hear him shout "WILL." I can't let him have Will and I don't know what the beef between the two is! I want to hear more and open my door to the backyard which thankfully doesn't creak. I hear him talk to himself angrily. "I'll kill Jesse, Josh, Issac and that British bitch!" I gasp at what he's saying and quietly close the door. I just hope he didn't notice. A minute or two passes which feels like hours and knocks are heard at the front door.