magnets

chapter seven

PLAY: "Cold Hearted" by Jack and Jack bc literally gets the feels going

(Gilinsky's POV)
It was 4:09 A.M and we were driving to the airport. I had to lie to her brother and told him I was just going to drop her off and go. Her brother looked like he could beat me up easily.

"I'm exhausted." she grumbled as she put her hand on top of mine that was holding the stick shift.

"What else is new?" I asked sarcastically. The street lights zoomed by as I drove towards the airport, and she held my hand through all of it.

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"So I have itinerary all planned out for our weekend in San Francisco." I told her as we waited to board the plane.

"Wow, I feel privileged that you actually planned it since you are lazy." she replied.

"Super off topic, but who is your favorite from Magcon? Like dont sugar coat it." I asked.

"Well honestly you, but second place I think Shawn? Whatever, the one that sings 'Life of the Party." she replied. I knew Shawn wasn't the type to date a girl that is off the market, but that protective feeling came over me.

"He's nice." I finally said.

We didn't really talk on the flight. We said a few words and she fell asleep. I stared out the window and saw how the clouds made everything look in place. Even when the sky was grey, the clouds made it seem right.

(Sophia's POV)
Dream:

"I didn't want this Jack!" I screamed at him as he stood in my kitchen.

"I'm trying my best, okay! Can you just get off my back!" When he was mad, he was pissed.

"You go to an event, get trashed, cheat on me, and then come home expecting me to be okay with it?! This is the cycle every fucking time! I can't handle it!"

"Then just come with me so I can get trashed and do you, instead of those girls!" he yelled, now approaching me.

"You're disgusting." I sneered. I went upstairs to the bathroom and leaned against the sink with my head in my hands.

The year was 2020, and Jack and I were 24. I looked at the ring I wore on my finger and just stared. I married him, thinking he'd still love me the same. He didn't. He lost the sparkle in his eye, the charisma he used when he to talk to me, the glowing smile. It all seemed to fade as the years went by. He was cold hearted.

"Open the door!" He yelled as he turned the lock door's knob. I began to cry. I didn't want to live like this anymore. I didn't want to sleep with a man who goes around while still telling me he loved me. I took off the ring, and let it fall in the sink. I hated Jack Gilinsky.

I woke up panting in fear. Jack was looking out the window and probably didn't notice I had awoken. I couldn't forget that dream, and every time I got close to forgetting, it just came back.

"Jack." I whispered.

"Hey. You woke up, finally." He said with a chuckle. I nodded and realizes how naive I was being. Maybe that locket was a joke, or the notebook entry. What if all of this was a joke?

"Yeah." I said, putting on a fake grin. There were still two hours left on the flight, and I urged Jack to start his article.

"Would you be offended if I called you 'my bitch'?" he asked jokingly while writing notes on his phone for the article.

"Way to be classy, Gilinsky."

"You know me, baby. I am that equivalent to Prince Charming when it comes to class." I laughed at the fact he is comparing himself to an animated character.

After a long flight, we finally made it to San Fransisco. At the airport, a bunch of Jack's fans circled around us to get an autograph or just take a picture. I usually had to take the picture. I didn't realize how popular Jack was until I saw dozens of girls there wanting to meet him.

We arrived to this really pretty hotel in the middle of San Fransisco, and there I met his Magcon friends. They all seemed nice, and I took notes for the article as I met them.