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WARNING: MENTIONS OF SELF HARM

AAANNDDD S/O TO Jennatidy ❤️ I FORGOT BEFORE AND I FEEL RLLY BAD SO FOLLOW HER AND READ HER STORY SHES AMAZING

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|| JG ||

"Wake up."

I turn around, only to be slapped in the face with a towel.

(A/N literally writing this from experience when my brothers used to do this)

"No," I say, turning around so my face is buried in the pillow.

"Wake up, you dipshit."

I open my eyes and Jack is standing there, shirtless with a towel wrapped around his waist.

And, of course, I can't help but stare.

"I know, I'm hot as fuck," He says. "Now get out of the bed."

"You're really sassy, you know?" I say, sitting up.

"It's something I'm rather proud of," He says, looking through his dresser.

I smile, but my smile quickly fades away when I notice something. Tears threaten to form in my eyes.

"Uh, Jack?"

"Yeah?" He asks, not looking up.

"Can you, uh, come over here for a second?" I say, my hands shaking.

He gives me a skeptical look, but nods. "Okay."

He walks over and sits next to me.

I take his arm and look at it.

A single tear falls down my face.

"Jack, what's-" He stops and looks at his own arm. He looks down. "I-It was one time."

"Was it because of me?"

He looks back up at me. "Jack it doesn't matter anymore, it was a long time ago."

"Just answer my question."

"Y-Yeah..." He says, looking back down. "But it was me who did it to myself, Jack. It was my choice. You don't have to feel bad or anything."

"When did you do it?" I ask.

"Like, um, a year ago," He answers, softly, his eyes starting to water. "I don't want to talk about it anymore."

I nod. "Okay. Sorry."

He walks out of the room, grabbing his clothes before he leaves.

And as soon as the door closes, I break down.

I can't live with myself anymore. It's gotten way too far. I made him hurt himself. Who would do that to someone?

I bring my knees to my chest, and cry. I just let it all out.

Why would he let me stay here, after everything I've done?

I don't deserve this. I deserve nothing.

"Hey, I-"

I look up to see Jack standing there, fully dressed in a T shirt and jeans. He isn't saying anything, just standing there and staring at me.

"What?" I ask.

He immediately kneels down in front of me. "Are you okay?"

"No," I respond.

"Well, what's wrong? Jack, if it's that whole self harming thing, I told you, it's in the past. And it was only one time."

"I can't help it, Jack," I say. "I made you do that. That's a cruel thing to do to someone."

"Hey," He says, grabbing my hand. "It's okay."

"You don't understand," I say, looking down. "It's not okay, knowing I was the cause of that. It's not okay."

"Jack, baby, it was a year ago," He says. "It's done."

I can't help but smile.

"There you go," He says, smiling as well.

He moves so he's next to me, and we're both leaning against the wall.

He rests his head on my shoulder. I smile, before kissing the top of his head.

"Jack?" He says, intertwining our fingers.

"Yes?"

"W-Would you possibly want to, I don't know, be my boyfriend?"

I smile, partly because he's so cute, and also because this is a dream come true.

"I would love too."

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wow 2 much fluff

idk i feel like i did this way too early oops

anywayyyy im so excited for the view like my bbys omg im gonna cry. literally this is crazy but im so happy bc they are getting so big ❤️❤️

and wtf my comments are being so weird. like it mixes up all of my comments on different stories and won't let me delete them so i just end up looking stupid yay