Different (A Jack Gilinsky Fan Fiction)

First Fight

June 19, 2016

Raelyn's P.O.V.

"I broke up with Madison for a couple of reasons, but the strongest is you." I am stunned, I don't have a clue on how to react. I wanted to just run out, but I can't. I sit there staring at him my eyes wide. He looks back up at me, bites his lip, and rubs the back of his neck.

"Um, so do you think we should go to your house now, they're probably waiting for us." I say hopping off of the bed.

"Rae, come on, please don't just run away from this." He says getting up. I still have no idea what to say.

"Ready? Can you drive there?" I say holding out my keys for him and grabbing my purse off of my desk.

"Really your going to just pretend like nothing just happened." He says raising his voice a little. He waits for a response, "fine." He then grabs the keys and leaves.

"Jack." I say before he gets to the stairs.

"Come on let's go." He says calmer because my mom is downstairs. I follow him and tell my mom where were going.

On the way to his house I just pick at my nails, not saying a word, it's so awkward. I think about what he said. He has feelings for me and that's the reason he broke up with Madison? Is this just some pity act? Probably. Does he really like me? Yea right.

I got nervous as we got closer to his house, didn't know what I was going to say or what he was going to say. We pulled into his driveway and my heart started beating out of my chest. He sat there for a couple of seconds doing what seemed like contemplating what he was going to say.

"Raelyn, I'm sorry to just push this all on you." He says looking up at me with sincere eyes.

"Okay ready?" I say still not wanting to talk about this. As I grab the handle he grabs my hand.

"Raelyn, come on you can't just ignore this." He says with a touch of hurt in his voice.

"Well Jack, what do you want me to say? Because I'm positive we didn't feel the same way about that kiss." I say forgetting he was the one who kissed me first.

"Oh I beg to differ." He remarks.

"Really because I'm pretty sure it was the best few seconds of my life for me and for you it probably sucked, even though you said differently. Remember Jack I'm just a fan."

"Really? You still consider yourself that? I would hope you would actually call yourself a little better than that. Hell you even called yourself better than that at your house, remember?" He says raising his voice and all the events came flooding back into my mind. Not that they weren't already there, I mean hell he kissed me of course I know what happened, just that now they were the present thing I was thinking about.

"I just don't want to make anything happen because of me. I don't want you to just take pity on me and say you like me just to get me away. If you want me to not be here just say the word and I'll leave its ok Jack."

"How could you think that, I... never mind let's just go." He says as if my words just sank into him.

"What?" I say curious.

"Nothing." He says a little louder.

"Jack, what?" I say a little more demanding.

"I said nothing, just drop it okay." He says in a demanding tone getting out of the car and walking up to his front door. He usually opens my door for me and walks into places with me, but he just left this time.

Before he walked away he turned and said, "You know I tried to start something maybe it was a little too much but I couldn't wait any longer. I so like you, but you never express your feelings and when you're given a chance to, you close up. So I'm giving you a free pass whenever you feel like opening up just kiss me just do it don't think about it do it." He finished breathing heavy then turned around and walked into the house. I'm left stunned. I'm a really sensitive person and I over think everything turning the cause into me. I sat there debating whether or not I should go. With tears brimming my eyes I decide to go home I knew this was too good to be true nothing ever goes the way I want them to. EVER.

I look over at the ignition and see that he took the keys. Really?

"Hey." I jump when I hear someone. I take my head out of my hands and look up to meet eyes with Johnson's.

"Oh," I say wiping my eyes, "god Johnson you scared me." I say with a fake giggle to soften the mood, although I don't think it will stop him from comforting me. I look at him again and he's looking at me with sincere eyes.

"You've got him whipped. You know that right?" He says with a chuckle.

"What?" I say confused.

"Well he walked in and I went up to him to smack cam him with whip cream, but before I could I saw his eyes and they were red with tears. All he said before running upstairs was 'I fucked up bro. Go take care of her because I can't right now'. I knew he would probably slap me if I didn't straighten up and come out here. He really likes you. I don't really know what happened though, but one things for sure though you've got him whipped and he doesn't want to lose you." He says and all I want to do now is slap myself for not believing what he said. I need to give myself some credit sometimes.

"Well to clear things up for you," I continued to explain briefly what happened, "so yea I don't know if I've got him whipped. It just scared me he's never yelled at me before."

"Rae what just happened might as well be the definition of whipped. Oh and about him breaking up with Madison for you, well that's the complete truth." I wrap him in a hug and tell him thanks.

"Okay well can u drop me off at my house Jack kinda has my keys."

"Ohhhhh no you're coming inside." He grabs my arm and pulls me inside to the group playing truth or dare pretty drunk.

"Really?" I say looking at him.

"Also another good reason I was sent out. I'm the only sober one." He laughs and we go sit down joining them. I grab a solo cup Johnson hands me with probably about 80% vodka in it. This is going to be interesting.

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Hey it's been a while... a long while. Sorry but here's an update for you. I hope you had a happy thanksgiving.  😜🦃