Amant Fou {DISCONTINUED}

chapter 11

We were on the flight back to LA. To say I am happy is an understatement. I've missed being in my own bed, and not being around people. As much as I love my life, and love the things I do.. I hate traveling.

Shit I hate leaving the house if we're being completely honest.

Plus I seem to be in a better creative head space when I'm in the comfort of my own home. I close my eyes and lean my head on Billies shoulder, feeling her peck my forehead before falling asleep.

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I'm at home trying to finish up these lyrics for this song I'm working on, but I kind of have writers block. Writing songs can be a easy yet hard task, it honestly just depends what kind of mindset I'm in. I could be in a creative one a lot of the time but right now I'm not. My mind is just blank.

I sigh throwing down my notebook and picking up the half smoked blunt sitting in the ashtray by my bed. I spark in up and take a pull from it automatically feeling myself calm down.

Billies out doing God knows what, and Melissa and Keh are both busy. I pick up my phone deciding to check my dms and maybe respond to some fans. I hate reading my dms sometimes because I get the craziest messages sent to me.

As I'm going through my dms responding to fan pages, my phones begins to ring. I look seeing an unknown number. I normally don't answer unknown numbers but I decide to do it this time.

"Hello?"

"Hey.. is this Solana?"

I automatically know who the voice is. The only question is how did he get my number?

"Yessss.. this is she??"

"You know who this is right?"

"Um.. I think so.."

"It's Jack. Why you tryna' act like a stranger, you know who it is," he laughed and I swear I could practically see him with that smirk through the phone.

"Hello Jack," I playfully said, rolling my eyes. "Wait.. how'd you get my number?"

"I got my ways girl."

"Mm well tell me who your "ways" is so I can check they ass, for giving my phone number out without my consent."

"Oh so you don't wanna' talk to me?"

I felt myself slightly cheese at his tone. "I never said that Jackman."

"Not you using my whole name," He gasped, "Who you think you are?"

"That bitch."

"Can't argue with that," he laughed.

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Me and Jack ended up staying on the phone for over an hour and a half just talking about any and everything. He's extremely down to earth and he's actually really funny.

I know he has some type of crush on me but honestly the entire time while we were talking, I didn't get the impression that he wanted to be anything more than just friends.

And I like that.

I had told him that I was in fact actually seeing someone, and didn't just say that because I was put on the spot in that interview. I didn't tell him who I was seeing specifically though, and to my surprise he respected that.

I deleted his recent call out of my call logs knowing that if Billie saw that I was on the phone with an unknown number for practically 2 hours, she would have questions. Plus she knows I don't answer, unsaved numbers.

I followed him back on instagram, so that if we ever wanted for text or talk again it can just be on instagram.

I sighed locking my phone, cutting off my light, before finally going to sleep.