glitch | jack hughes (rewritten)

chapter 13

josephine lee

I'm up in Boston today for two shows, I decided to drive up instead of flying with the band because I just wanted to have some alone time and jam out in the car. Since my birthday and my night with Jack my mind has been everywhere but where I want it to be. I've been thinking about him nonstop and every time he pops into my head I try to distract myself.

For instance, on the drive here I passed by a street called Jack Street and all I could think about was the way he held my hand when I got in my car and the way he kissed it. I felt like a princess when he kissed the top of my hand, I wasn't quite sure what to do with myself. I put my hand back in my lap but I felt his lips the whole ride home. 

I had to shake my head out of the lingering memory of the night of my birthday and keep driving. I hate feeling out of control and right now I feel like there is no possible way for me to get ahold of my emotions. Especially now since I'm in an awkward stage of people finding out my ex and I broke up and a few people seeing Jack and I standing together while I waited for my Uber. 

Things aren't currently looking good, since Brendan's new song is making it seem like I cheated on him and left him hurt for the next decade. I have a few people calling me a slut but I mean what's new? Honestly, I feel like the word has lost its effect with how often people throw it around. I still have my supporters and my music, that's all I need. Right?

I sit in my dressing room, reading a book I brought with me purely for distraction purposes. My legs are crossed with the book in my lap while I scan the words on the page. I'm honestly just rereading the words in the first sentence because I cannot for the life of me focus. But instead of just closing my book I continue to read and reread the first sentence. 

What finally pulls me away from the book is my buzzing phone. I slam my book shut and grab my phone off the table to read the notification I got. 

jack are you coming to the game tonight?

josephine ugh, can't. 
im in boston

Ha! Got him there, now I can dodge him!

jack crazyyyy so are we, i'll bring you some lunch.

josephine you know where im at?????

jack yes. i'm stalking you. 
i never told you this but i'm your biggest
fan, and i've been following you forever

josephine don't talk to me. 

jack i'll be there soon

josephine don't come. 

jack i'll be there soon. 

He cannot be serious. 

I sit in my dressing room with a tense feeling all over me. I mean that physically and emotionally. My shoulders are starting to ache due to how I'm currently sitting. My eyes are close to watering because of how intensely I'm staring at Jack's last message. I finally blink a few times, rolling my shoulders back and slouching into the back of the couch. 

With my arms crossed over my chest, zoning out on the paint on the wall in front of me my manager calls out for me, "Josie?" I was so concentrated her voice makes me jump up from the couch to see what she wants. I get up apprehensively, watching my step before shaking my sudden anxiousness away. 

I walk out of my room, holding back any previous emotions I had when I was alone to see her holding the door open with wide eyes and furrowed eyebrows. Her facial expression is loudly yelling "What is going on?" I look past her and oh shit, Jack is actually here. I quickly match the look in his eye and turn it up a notch.