chapter 5: fuck you

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a/n so.... some jolinsky will happen but! jealous matthew will happen as well so yea. but jadison/jolinsky/mack = drama just sayin' and we will have some fluff (matt and jj) sorry if you don't ship mattxjackj but i do :) ~ Paige

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picture: sammy's boyfriend grayson



Jack johnson's POV


I tap my foot impatiently waiting for jack to arrive at the studio, we recently got signed to a record label, paige knowing someone helped us out. i groan and nate sighs and calls jack for the fourth time in the matter of twenty minuets, and let me just tell you i jack johnson am extremely pissed off.

"i bet your fifty fucking dollars he is hanging no wait fucking thotison right now." i tell nate he sighs, "i can't even say i don't agree because i do." he says.

i grab my phone and text matthew..


to: mattchu :3

hey babe.


i send the message and the door opens revealing sammy and his boyfriend grayson, "where is jack g?" grayson ask quietly. i shrug, "he probably is fucking her." i say making grayson cringe in disgust.


from: mattchu :3

hey baby, are you okay?.


i smile at the fact that matthew knows me so well, my stomach filled with butterflies when h said 'baby' but even though i'm in love with jack, i think i'm in love with matthew too which makes me sad, angry and confused.


to: mattchu :3

jack still hasn't shown up and i'm pissed off like wtf \(o.O)/ but i gtg, be back soon


from: mattchu :3

okay baby boy and if he doesn't hurry i'll find him, see you soon.


i smile and look up seeing sammy and nate talking and grayson sitting on a chair humming to a song. My phone starts ringing, unknown number.

"uh hell? who is this?" i ask a giggle and a chuckle is heard, "oh um, is this THE jack johnson?!." a girl ask, the voice sounded fake honestly, as if i was being pranked.

"no." i say in a british accent, "who is this?" i ask again then a beeping sound is heard and i realized they hung up, i roll my eyes and shut off my phone.

"if jack doesn't get his dumb motherfucking ass here i swear to god." sammy says, "he was supposed to be here twenty minuets ago." i mutter causing sammy's eyes to widen i nod.

"how about you rap a song you wrote then.." grayson suggest, nate nods agreeing. i hesitate, "i don't know, i get uncomfortable rapping without singing sometimes." i say.

"how about you call... Claudia." sammy ask, claudia was sammy's lesbian best friend from England. i shrug as if to say 'i guess'.

"hey claud? hey um jack g didn't show up to record songs can you come and sing the songs? please?" sammy says, i can't hear her so i ignore them and look at my song book, i look through and stop at a song titled 'if you don't know' .

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