✨Don't play music yet✨
Jordan: X, NATE HURRY THE FUCK UP!
Montero: GIRL IM COMING! DAMN!
Nate: HOLD ON DAMNUM!
Tasha: He and Nate are the only boys here but they take the longest time to get ready.
Olivia: Honestly.
Montero: Is Amala meeting us at the club?
Jordan: Yea she is in about an hour.
Jason: Y'all better not do no random shit.
Jaelyn: Or I'll whoop you.
Jordan: Oh my gosh. Y'all can leave my house if you can't stop.
Nate: ......Hey Jaelyn.
Jaelyn: Hey Nate. You look good. How you been?
Nate: You know...better now that you here.
Jaelyn: Oh really? That's wassup. Imma hit you up later. I see y'all going to the club and shit.
Jordan: Oh my god y'all are nasty. Let's go y'all.
Once we hit the club, I could swear to god I saw Jack. Of course I know Jack is famous, and I know his ass knows I am too. It's been how long we been famous and we haven't seen each other at all still. But I don't know. Seeing him after this long is making me nervous as fuck. I mean he is the one who stopped talking to me like we were never the best of friends. I just hope and pray he don't come up to me. Imma end up freezing the fuck up.
Once we got into the club these motherfuckers already ran straight to VIP and started drinking all the goddamn liquor. But I felt a pair of eyes on me. I turn around, and there he was. Jack. Harlow. I made sure to turn enough were he can't notice that I notice his ass starin. I'm not gonna say anything to my friends cause half of them is light weight with alcohol, so they'll probably call Jack over here.
Dj: YALL BETTER TURN UP TONIGHT!
Montero: Of course Drake.
Tasha: Right they should play yall song's instead.
Olivia: For real.
Jordan: Y'all stop complaining and let's turn the fuck up.
All: Right, my yiy just changed
You just buzzed the front gate
I thank God you came
How many more days could I wait?
I made plans with you
And I won't let em fall through
I, I, I, I, I
I think I'd lie for you
I think I'd die for you
Jodeci "Cry For You"
Do things when you want me to
Like controlla, controlla
Yeah, like controlla, controlla
Tasha: Oooooh gorl is that Jack Harlow starin at you?
Amala: Wait....oh shit.
Montero: JACK GET OVER HERE!
Jordan: Yo what are you doing?
Olivia: You guys do know Jack is the friend she fell off with right?
All: Ohhhhh.
Amala: Well to late he coming over here.
Nate: With some fine ass niggas.
Tasha: Rightttt. Olivia you should get one of them. You could go for some new new.
Montero: The second "new" meaning a black nigga.
Olivia: Stop oh my gosh.
Jack: Montero wassup- Jordan?
Nate: Oh shit.
Jordan: Hey Jack..... How you been?
Jack: I've been good. How about you?
Jordan: ........Great......
Tasha: This shit awkward as fuck.
Amala: You can say that again.
Jordan: Um this is Olivia, Tasha, and Nate. And you already know Amala and Montero.
Tasha: Yea hey but what's yo friends name?
Jack: Oh yea sorry. This is D'Q, Tray, and Gregg.
D'Q: Wassup y'all.
Olivia: *in a flirty way* Heyyy.
Tasha: Okay gorl I see you.
✨Play song✨
Nate: Ooh this my song y'all. Come on let's go to the dance floor.
All: Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You got what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You got what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (woo)
Lollipoppin' (poppin'), twerkin' in some J's (ooh)
On the dance floor (uh-huh), no panties in the way (nope)
I take my time with it (ow), bring you close to me (ow)
Don't want no young dumb shit
Better fuck me like we listenin' to Jodeci
I was tryna lay low (low), takin' it slow (slow)
When I'm fuckin' again (ayy)
Gotta celebrate, if you're man look good, better put him away
If you can't sweat the weave out, you shouldn't even be out
Dinner reservations like the pussy, you gon' eat out
All of a sudden I feel a pair of two big ass hands on my waist bringing me closer to them. And it was Jack. really nigga. Everyone is drunk but me and Jack are both sober enough to remember everything. But a little grinding and all that shit can't do no harm. Right?
Jack: You wanna leave?
Jordan: Yea...let's go to your place.
Jack: Alright. Yo D'Q, imma head out.
D'Q: Alright my nigga get yo shit in.
Jack: Whatever.
Jordan: Olivia I'm leaving.
Olivia: *slurs* O-okay Jor-dan.
Jordan: Byeee.
*The next morning*
Jordan: 💭Where the hell am I?💭
Jordan: 💭WAIT! HOLD THE FUCK ON! IM NAKED! I HAD SEX WITH JACK💭
Jordan: 💭bitch I gotta go.💭
Jordan: 💭Where are my clothes?💭
Jack: Leaving so early?
Jordan: SHIT! Oh my gosh. Don't do that again.
Jack: Where you going.
Jordan: Home. That's where I'm going.
Jack: Okay first stop with all the attitude. Second, I thought we had a good time last night.
Jordan: You did, not me.
Jack: You weren't saying that when you screamed my name multiple times and to go faster.
Jordan: Tsk.
Jack: Or when-
Jordan: Goddamn I get it.
Jordan: But I'm not gonna just act like nothing happened before we came to your place.
Jack: What do you mean?
Jordan: Nigga you dumb?
Jack: What?!
Jordan: The reason why everything was awkward at the club was because of you.
Jack: Jordan, look I'm-
Jordan: No no. Forget it. I gotta go.
Jack: Wait Jordan.
Jordan: See ya.
Jordan: .....I forgot my phone.
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Back Together | Jack Harlow
FanfictionJordan and Jack were the best of friends until Jack moved away to start his music career. While Jordan was left by Jack without a goodbye, she started writing music, something she never expected herself to. In present time, both Jack and Jordan are...
