Jack Barakat Imagines

Awkward Morning After

Could you possibly do one where you and jack are best friends since forever, and on the night of Alex and Lisa's wedding (in which you are the maid of honor and Jack is the best man) you both get shitfaced drunk and end up hooking up, which result in an awkward morning after.... To what happens after that I'll leave up to you

AN I have decided that each imagine I write, I'll be listening to a certain ATL album that works with what you guys want. Today's album is Dirty Work. Don't know why I felt like that was important, but I felt it was so holla. Lol this is weird to do considering the last one I did was hardcore Alex smut. The conversation is between you and Jack when you're getting ready. I named Jack Dr. Jackyll because I like to pretend I'm creative and it's a play off Dr. Jeckyll.

Warning: alcohol mention

Your POV

"You ready to blow this bitch?" I asked Jack. We were standing next to each other, waiting for Alex and Lisa's wedding to commence. Jack was best friends with Alex obviously, but one of the only reasons why Lisa let me be the maid of honor was because Jack begged her to. I mean, don't get me wrong, Lisa and I get along really well, we just don't talk a whole lot. After this wedding though, we're closer than we have ever been before.

Jack was the best man and he wanted desperately for me to be as important as he was at his best friend's wedding. We've been best friends for a super long time, but I'm not quite on the same level that Alex is. They tell each other everything. I mean everything.

Jack and I were the most excited about the food choices. Since I was the maid of honor, I had a hand in helping make all of the decisions. When I told him what was going to be there, he hadn't stopped talking about it since.

Jack laughed at my question and threw his hands up in the air. "Hell yeah! Let's fuck some shit up!"

"Not until reception." I patted his arm, and we got in our places, waiting to walk down the aisle in our places. The music started, and the bride's maids started their way down along with the groomsmen at their side. When it came to Jack and I, we linked arms and made our way down. Then everyone stood up, looked at the end of the aisle towards Lisa.

I helped pick out her dress, and I knew she'd take everyone's breath away. Especially Alex's. Jack and I got to our places, and Alex was staring at his beautiful bride to be. His smile was wider than I've ever seen it before, and Jack gave me a knowing nod.

Lisa reached the front of the altar, and everyone sat down. The priest or marriage happen-er, I can't remember if they hired an actual priest, droned on for a long time. My feet got tired. I really wanted to sit, but I couldn't and it sucked. The only thing I was excited about was the reception.

Alex and Lisa kissed, signifying their marriage, and we all cheered. By the end, we were throwing things at them, and people were wishing them best travels, even though we were going to see them at the reception.

Alex and Lisa drove off in their horse-drawn carriage because Alex is a sap, and I go to Jack. We came here in one car, and so we had to leave together.

We get to the reception, and the music is already playing. People are unloading and relaxing with wine. I grabbed the nearest glass to my placement, and poured myself some. Since Jack and I were the best man and the maid of honor, we sat right next to each other which I was perfectly okay with.

As the night went on, I poured myself more and more wine. I hate dancing sober, so I tried to get myself smashed enough to get rid of my insecurities. Unfortunately that took longer than I wanted it to. When wine wasn't doing it anymore, I went to the bar to get harder liquor. Jack was at the table as well.