jack johnson's little sister » a jack gilinsky fanfic [completed]

Chapter 33

(Few days later)

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I say to myself as I browse through my closet to find clothes.

Me and Jack were going to the carnival today, and I decided that I could take a nap, and only let myself have like 30 minutes to get ready.

I finally decide on a white crop top, and high wasted shorts that's jeweled.

I brush my straightened hair, and apply mascara and eyeliner.

I look at my phone to see that I have 10 minutes before Jack should get here.

I spray my perfume, and walk into the living room, and play on my phone, waiting for him to get here.

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"That one!" I yell pulling him over to a line, for a roller coaster.

He chuckles, but follows. "This line is surprisingly short." He says and I look at him and shrug.

"Maybe they took out all the fangirls."

He smiles again "maybe."

But I guess both of us were wrong.

We heard a few screams, and our hands come unclasped.

"Jack!" One of them screams.

He looks over and smiles at the 10-20 girls coming after him.

I scoot away awkwardly a little.

I mean, Jack never told the fans about us, so...

"Who are you?" One asked.

I look up from my phone and her face lights up, "Mack?!"

I smile and nod my head. She hugs me tightly.

"What's it like being a Johnson?"

"Well, let me tell you that living with JJ is very hard. All he ever does is spend time with Jack. But, I'm not complaining."

He face lights up a little more, "do you like Jack?" She whispers.

I blush, do I say yes and have her hate me? Or no?

"Yeah," I look over at him, kissing a girl in the cheek.

I can't do anything about that.

He's their idol and I have to respect that.

"I so ship you guys," she smiles.

"Thanks," I say hugging her before she goes over to her friends agin.

I take a moment to look around at all of the rides, how beautiful the sky is-

"So you like Jack?" Another girl asked, smacking her gum.

I already knew this wasn't going to end well.

"Why? Is that a problem?"

"Yeah, it is. Because, you're ugly. You're a slut too. look," she points to the scars at my wrist, and it's like my whole body stops.

My whole world stops.

Now that a 'fan' knows, it's going straight to twitter.

And twitter is a huge place if you're a fan.

"You're just a suicidal bitch." She walks away with that.

I feel my insides turn, but not in a good way.

Let's just say, I got a little more depressed, and I want to go home.

I see Jack smile and walk over. Immediately I put on a fake smile so he isn't curious.

"Ready?" He asked and I nod, walking over with him to the ride.