falling like rain / jack harries fanfic

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jack }

after eating cold pizza from the fridge for dinner and watching 2 more hours of househunters, noelle yawned and set her head on my lap lazily.

"i think it's bedtime." she muttered.

"mhmm." i replied, lightly moving my hand back and forth on her pink cheek. "do you want to go to bed now?"

"no."

"alright." i smiled.

she yawned again and adjusted herself on my lap.

"are you sure?"

"yes."

"ok." i smirked.

after a pause i swiftly picked noelle up and threw her over my shoulder, causing her to groan angrily.

"please put me down, please put me down." she cried in between fits of laughter.

"no, you said you were tired." i told her.

"no, no, no stop stop!" she laughed breathlessly as i left the livingroom and carried her down the hall.

"you're absolutely ridiculous, oh my god.." she breathed as we entered her messy bedroom.

i gently set her on her bed and she narrowed her eyes at me.

"thanks, i really needed that."

"you needed it." i laughed.

she rolled her eyes and flopped on her back and stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom.

"hey, are you planning on coming to my mums wedding?"

"of course i am, why wouldn't i?" i furrowed my eyebrows.

"i dunno, maybe you had other plans."

"those were my plans." i laughed.

i flopped on the bed, causing her to scooch over to make room for me.

"just making sure." she winked. "since i'm a bridesmaid and all."

"how could I miss out on that?" I winked, blushing at the thought of noelle in her blue dress. "also i don't want to miss seeing heather pregnant in that bridesmaid dress."

noelle snorted. "poor heather."

I flopped towards noelle so that i was facing her, her big brown eyes looking right into mine.

"do you have a suit?" she asked.

"of course I have a suit." I laughed.

"good, good, just ... you know, checking."

"has your dress came in yet?"

"it should tomorrow, hopefully." noelle shrugged. "i'm so excited yet terrified for that damn wedding."

"why are you terrified?" i chuckled.

"I just.. i really have never thought of moustache jim as my stepfather-- i don't think i really will-- but he's really alright, i guess. after dad died mum has being seriously lonely, i mean, not really a visible lonely, but just a hidden lonely. she just started volunteering and scrapbooking more, like she needed to keep busy to stop thinking about her dead husband so she could raise her kids. all these years mum has stressed so much about not wanting to grieve-- she just wanted to raise her children and continue living. i think when she started traveling with jim she slowly started to open up; like, wow, it's ok for me to talk about my late husband in front of my children or friends.

"i think i'm just terrified for having an actual dad again, i guess. heather and tim and i have always made fun of moustache jim and we've never really considered him being our actual father... mostly because it'll never be the same, and we all know it. there, terrifying."

noelle breathed out. "sorry, that was a bit too mu--"

"no, no, it's.. ok." i told her quietly. "it's ok."

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it's been too long my lovely readers its been too long .. .. i am beyond sorry for the lack of updates . there's been a lot going on and i've been really disappointed with the chapters i've been trying to write and it's all been super frustrating . but listen here - i will try my hardest to write as much as i can because i adore jack+noelle more than most things in life (follow the spotify playlist i made @annabazlama) so continuing this story is very important to my well being.

love u lots, xoxo
ak

OHOHOH ok also i have a new jack fic ''like lightening' that you should check out ! thanks thanks