Chapter 17

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Jack G's POV

When Ella told me to forget about her and continue on with my life I felt broken. I just got her back, I ended the thing to keep my mind off of her and now I have to try and forget about her. How is this even possible? I've spent almost two years of my life with this girl and she just expects me to move and find someone different. Ella was the girl of my dreams. I always knew about her. Since junior year I've always had a little crush on her. I then became friends with her and the crush was more than I expected. I fell in love with her. Now I'm suppose to take her friends and family to LA with me. Great.

I arrive at the house and walk in. It was 8 in the morning. I spent a lot of time out. "Jack where have you been?" Johnson asks me as I walk into the kitchen. Everybody was in there eating breakfast.

"I-I was at the football fields."

"Why?" He questions.

"To clear my head." He nods and Mrs. Dillon gets up to make me a plate. "I've got it." I tell her and she nods.

"I've got to get back to LA some people are asking for my assistance in some songs." Sam explains.

"Okay. When are you going back?" Nate asks.

"We are going back in a few hours." Sam tells him and Nate shakes his head.

"I'm not gonna go back for a while. I need to stay here."

"Nate honey. I think you should go. It will be better for you there." His mother tells him.

"Yea. You're whole life is out there. Plus G and I have to get back soon." Johnson says.

"You all have to go? Why?" Jared complains.

"Our music and stuff is in LA. We have to go back." Sam tells him as he pats his back.

"Why don't you guys move down there with us?" I ask Mrs. Dillon. She looks up at me confused.

"Jack you can't just ask my mom to drop everything and move." Nate tells me.

"Look I know you guys are upset about everything that just happened. I am too. But she wouldn't want you guys to be sad over this. She would want you guys to live your lives."

"He's right. J, Nate. We have to move down there. I can't live in this town knowing about all things that have happened to us here." Mrs. Dillon says to the two boys. They nod.

"You should move down too. You can live with Jack and I." Johnson says to Ashley. She looks up at him.

"It's...I moved down here because of the memories we share." She tells him.

"We can make new ones down there. Better ones." He tells her and she thinks. After a few minutes she nods.

"Okay. Let's do it." She says and he smiles. That was surprisingly easy.

"We're just going to pack up valuables. I already have someone down there who can give me a great job. We would just have to live in an apartment till I could find a house." Mrs. Dillon tells Jared.

I was sitting in Ella's room looking at the things I should keep for her. If she does find her way back to me or I find her; I want her to have some of her things from her past. So far all I have are her pictures, her laptop, a few pair of sweatpants that she loved, sweatshirts, and some of her perfumes. It sounds weird but the clothes I am saving for when we get back together. I will not find anyone else like her so why try? Why try if I can't get the one person I love. I was about to go put the things in the car when I remembered the photo album. I go over to the bookshelf and grab it off. When the book comes off the shelf another one falls with it. When I pick up the other book a flash drive falls out. I pick it up and written on it says Jack Gilinsky. What was this? I grab her laptop and plug in the flash drive. I open the document and find a video. I click on it and see what it is. I begin to watch the video and the title pops up saying "A Day In The Life Of Jack Gilinsky" this was the video we were supposed to film for media which we never got to turn in. We both left for DigiTour so we didn't finish out that semester. I keep watching and notice she filmed times where I had no idea. The video was amazing and something I could never edit. It must have taken months to work on this. Ella did like to take her time on things. She was a perfectionist. Everything had to be in complete order for it to function.

"Jack you ready to go?" Johnson shouts up to me.

"Yea!" I holler back and grab the box of things. I walk out of Ella's bedroom closing the door behind me. This will be the last time I will ever be here. This will be the last time anyone of us will be here.


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