magnets

chapter three

Play: "Photograph" by Ed Sheeran
(Gilinsky's POV)
"Where do you want to go?" I asked. She didn't seem like the type of person to go out late on a school night.

"Anywhere you want. I just need someone to talk to." she replied, barely audible. She was slowly opening up to me.
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"I just have all this stress right now and it sucks because I should be having fun." She told me as tapped her lean fingers on the stick shift. Her lips pierced as she spoke to me, and every once in a while, she'd look at me to make sure I was getting everything. I nodded.

"I have a lot of stuff I'm dealing with, too. I just feel like the people I want to care for the most are the ones I push away." I replied. We weren't that different. She was solid ice, dangerous, yet fragile. I was the liquid water; I was just there somehow.

"Take me to your house." she spoke. Her eyes told me she was being serious.

After that, she just laid in my bed. She didn't say a word to me. My mom peeked through the crack of the door.

"Jack, can I talk with you for a sec?" She asked as she looked at Sophia. I nodded and walked outside of my room.

"Is that Sophia Fitzgerald?" she asked in a whisper. I nodded and a soft smile came upon her lips

"Why is she here, though?" she continued

"She said she wanted to come here, and after that, she just has been laying there."

"So you guys are friends?" she asked. I looked at her one more time, and now she was looking back at me. I gave her a grin and she giggled.

"We have a complicated relationship." I admitted, still looking at her. I didn't want to treat her like just a friend, I wanted to treat her like she was mine. I wanted to show the world through my eyes.
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(Sophia's POV)
He cared about my feelings. I sat in his bed, wearing the sweater he let me borrow a short while ago, admiring his scent as I waited for him to get something. I grabbed something from the pocket of his sweater. It was a necklace. I smiled and opened the heart shaped locket and saw a crumpled up picture of me and Jack when we were in junior year. The yearbook photographers took a photo of us two and we didn't take it seriously. I smiled in the picture but he was serious and didn't want anything to do with me. I put it back in the pocket of his sweater after I heard the creaking of the door opening.

"Hey, I brought you something to drink just in case.." he stated, softly but still in a serious tone. He set the drink down on the night stand and sat beside me.

"If you don't want to go home, you can..."

"What are we, Gilinsky? In school, you've always hated me and now you actually are being nice. What the hell are we doing? I'm trying to read you here, Jack, but I just don't get it," I began. He became tense and his eyes seemed to become a darker brown.

"I've always had a thing for you, idiot. You've just never stood 10 feet of me before calling me 'Ace' or just being an asshole." I was now facing him, and his mouth was parted partially, the expression he makes when he is paying close attention. I felt really dumb now for saying what I said. He would definitely use this against me.

"I'll take you home. You're just tired." he replied, now leading me back downstairs. I walked out quietly and we walked to my house. My doorstep seemed so lonely without my mom or brother there. Jack put his hands in his jacket pockets.

"You should get some sleep." He explained.

"You're making me seem like I'm crazy! Why is it so bad if I've always liked you? God, stop being so vain and just... never mind. Good night Jack." I yelled. He began to walk away and I regretted yelling at him. I wanted him here now. I roamed the empty house and went to my room. Now, I was just pissed at myself. I turned off my phone and just tried to fall asleep.

(Gilinsky's POV)

J: hey i'm sorry

J: i know you're mad at me or upset or whatever but at least text me back

J: please

J: whatever. fuck it okay I'm going over there tomorrow at 5 I don't care if you don't want me there. I need to pass this and so do you. See you, Ace.

She was so damn stubborn all the time. I laid in my bed that now had traces of her scent and just waited for her to text back. She never did

Authors note:
I'd literally pay jack $20 to curse in my face. But anyways, I hope you've liked these chapters so far and I'll be updating whenever I can (maybe today iDek *hint*). P.s make sure to play each song recommended at the beginning of some chapters while reading because it kind of goes along with it and gives it like a better visual effect.