𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 ➶︎ 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗐

020

"i've haven't been with anybody since you"

"then why is there lots of pictures of you going out with them soccer players, rapp-" he groaned, "jacob elordi"

"i was just hanging out with them, and their all just friends" she cleared it up to him.

jack stood quiet, still being pissed but less than before.

"i promise you, i have never ever had any physical contact with them- what about you and ex huh?" she crossed her arms. "you said you guys are only together for publicity but i know you, jackman.. have you guys slept together?"

he shook his head no without hesitation, "no" he simply said.

"okay, i believe you. do you believe me?" she asked.

no, jack thought to himself. "yeah"

cindy bitterly scoffed and shook her head, "you don't"

"i do, i trust you" he nodded.

"i'm going to take a shower" she said upset, standing up from the chair.

he pulled her arm to him, "i believe you" he caressed her cheek. "what times your flight?"

"hm?" she said confused.

"you said you heading to new york this afternoon"

"oh, did i?" she said confused as he nodded. she didn't remember telling him, but then again, she didn't remember much. "yeah, i'm leaving this afternoon, erica got a private jet. when are you leaving?"

"tonight"

"do you want to come with me? i'm sure theirs lots of room, not everybody on my team is flying with me since i'm leaving somewhere else after"

"you want me to come with you?" he asked as she nodded with a smile, "you sure?"

"yeah"

as jack talked to his team through the phone, cindy was taking a shower. she took a quick 20 minute shower and came out her bathroom in her robe.

"what did they say?" she asked, taking the towel out of her hair.

"ima pack my things, i'll be here in an hour" he said putting his phone in his pocket.

"okay" she nodded, "text me if anything- you still have my number right?"

"whatcha' think shawty?" he smirked and kissed her lips.

she smiled against mouth, "okay, do you want to borrow my car?" she asked, pulling away.

"i rather not, you know how these people are. i got an uber though"

as soon as they said goodbye, jack left and cindy began to pack. she packed what she needed along with necessary stuff for cancun. she filled up her whole suit case along with her duffle bag.

when she was done, she got ready and got dressed. she just threw on a green matching outfit along with her air force ones.

she grabbed her stuff and walked downstairs, while talking on the phone with mattew williams, the designer who's designing her gown for the met. she set her things by the door and walked back into her living room, sitting down.

"okay, i'll be there tomorrow at first hour"

"perfect, i'll see you then" he clicked.

cindy went onto her call log and looked for jack's number when there was a knock on her door, just then her phone began to ring. she answered the call and went to open the door.