More than friends... (Jack Gilinsky)

Chapter twenty-two

"Jack!" I yelled. I look down at my soaked clothes.
"Sorry..." Jack gasps. I give him an angry look and then put my normal face on.
"Your lucky I don't hate you." I say pointing at Gilinsky, which by now was snickering. I roll my eyes and give him a dirty look.
"You look sexy in that Bra..." I gasp and look back at my shirt. My shirt is wet making my Bra show. I cover my self up. I turn to look at Jack who's now taking his black leather coat off. I look at him confused.
"Here..." He says handing me his jacket. I smile and thank Jack. I put the jacket over me and nod my head at Jack, thanking him again.
"Shit!" I scream in the middle of Starbucks. People stare at me and I shyly shrug. I haven't told Sammy I was coming here. I quickly rummage my bag for my phone. When I find it I quickly text him acknowledging the fact I was here.
"By the way, do you have any plans for today?" Jack asked me. I stayed looking at my phone.
"Yeah, I'm going to the house I bought. You can come if you want..." I say still looking at my phone. I check my Twitter messages and at last turn my phone off. I sigh.
"I'll come" Jack says. I roll my eyes.
"Of course your coming your Jack, you follow people." I fake a smile at him and smirk. He then looks at me confused.
"I don't follow anyone... maybe you. That's because your interesting." I blush.
"Thanks..." I say.
We finish our drinks and our long conversation about food. I check the time again. 12:30. I should get going to the house tour. I bite my lip. Its my habit.
"I'm going to go home and get changed and then I will call you ok?" I tell Jack. He nods and I head out of the café. I walk to Sammy's house making sure I'm covered up. People stare at me, while gossiping. This never happened in North Carolina...
I walk by them not saying a word or rolling my eyes. Instead I smile. I get to Sammy's house and knock on the door. I hear the click of the door knob open.
"Hey, why have you got Jack's coat?" Sammy says wiggling he's eyebrows. I give him a death glare and walk inside his house. I run upstairs and change my clothes into my denim shorts, white vans shirt and red cardigan. I run back downstairs and wear my red vans. I grab Sammy's car keys from the front desk and open the door.
"Sammy, I'm going want to come?" I ask. He walks out of the kitchen and nods.
"Ok!" He says wearing his coat and shoes. He finishes and I give him his keys back.
"Where we off to?" He asks. I text Johnson, Jack and Nate telling them if they wanted to come. Of course they did.
"Urm... We have to pick up Johnson, Nate and urm-" I say but Sammy cuts me off.
"And Jack..." He said smirking. I playfully punched him on the arm and told him to drive. I turn on the radio and 'love me like you do' starts playing. I have the urge to start singing but that's embarrassing, but come on it's Sammy. Your one and only best friend.
"What are you waiting for? LOVE ME LIKE YOU DO LA-A LOVE ME LIKE DO!" I sing while grinding on the chair. I honestly am never this slutly, in fact I'm not a slut at all, but again it's Sammy. The one and only daddy. I could hear Sammy chuckling but at last he joined in with the singing.
"We're here!" Sammy shouts. He pressed the car horn and waits for Jack Gilinsky to come out.
"Suzie, would you care to knock on his door?" Sammy asked. I shrugged and agreed. I walked over to the huge entrance door of the Gilinsky family house. I knock on the door and wait for what felt like hours but really it was only 4 seconds. I hear the click of the door knob unlock and a man in his 50's walks out. Now I know where Jack gets his attractive looks from.
"Hello sir, I'm Suzie daughter of Elizabeth and Chad Grier. I am here to urm-" I ran out words to say. My mouth went blah all of a sudden. He looked at me and smiled.
"Your the daughter of the Grier. Lovely to meet you. I've heard a lot about you. I'm David, Jack's father." I smile and shake his hand. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn to look behind me. I smile at Sammy and he shakes David's hand. I hear footsteps coming towards the door. I see a smirking Jack, I sigh. I look down at Jacks body and realise that he's only got a towel wrapped around his hip. I try to close my mouth but it can't help itself. My jaw could not close. Oh god!
"So..." Sammy said at last cutting the silence between us. I blush slightly and roll my eyes, knowing that Jack liked me watching his sexy body. I say good bye to David and walk back to the car.
"What was that?" Sammy said smirking. I groan.
"He did it for pleasure, son of a bi-" Before I could finish I feel a tap on my back. Shit. How fast does he get dressed.
"What were you saying?" Jack asked raising he's perfect eyebrows.
"Erm, What's your trick to perfect eyebrows?" I say quickly retrieving from my hesitation. I awkwardly smile and shrug.
"That's what I thought so, bitch..." I gasp at the word bitch. How dare he? I mean I'm allowed to say it because... I don't know.
"So I'm the bitch, I will take it as a compliment..." I murmur so Sammy can hear only. Jack is defiantly bipolar, one second he's all lovey dovey and then he's angry ask fuck. Lord give me mercy.
We drove down the main road and took a turn left into an alleyway. I got out of the car since it was so hot along with Jack and Sammy. I walk down a road following Jack and Sammy carefully. I see a huge house in the third block and grin. So this is Johnson's house, damn nice car.
"Are we going to knock on the door or what?" I ask Jack while he was pulling the plant pot up off the ground.
"Are you going to shut the fuck up or what?" He replies. Yep, he's definitely bipolar. I watch him as he takes the key which was placed beneath the plant pot. He opens the door and I gasp. How dare he just open the door like that? Who does he think he is. I had the urge to keep my mouth shut but I just couldn't.
"How dare you just open someone's door like that?" I say in utter surprise. He sighs.
"That someone is my brother, so why don't leave me the fuck alone, ok?" He replies angrily. That's it I'm tired and sick of this.
"Not my fault your bipolar!" I shout. He turns and looks at me with furious eyes.
"What did you just call me?" He says, pushing me against the wall.
"Your bipolar and I'm not scared of you..." Fear was rising in my chest why did I do that. I could see Sammy trying to pull Jack off me.
"It's not my fault your a psycho and a bitch that comes from the-" He says again. That hurt, it was burning me inside. I slid down the wall and stared at the distance.
"You ok Suzie?" Sammy asks. I don't answer. I think this place is going to be a nightmare.