glitch | jack hughes (rewritten)

chapter 38

josephine lee

Right after Jack and I left the destruction downstairs we hopped in the shower to wash off the smell of pool water, sex, and sweat. The music was slowly getting quieter, kindly suggesting to the crowd that it was time to go. After our shower which was longer than anticipated since we're both drunk and trying not to slip on our asses, we hop out and start getting ready for bed. 

Jack tugs on a t-shirt from my merch line and some boxers while I throw on a tank top and some small shorts. As I comb my wet hair back and start braiding it I feel Jack's sleepy body lean against my back, his head nuzzling up against my neck. "I can't believe it's you and me." he says, slurring his words together. 

His drunk words make me smile at our reflection in the mirror. I'm glad it's us, Jack. "Alright, let's get you to bed." I chuckle, walking him backward until he reaches the mattress. I yank off the comforter and get inside with Jack pressed up against my body. He has the whole bed yet still wants to be on my side. This makes me feel special. 

Jack hums out a goodnight and starts rubbing soothing circles onto my arms before knocking out. Shortly after I fall asleep before hearing a voice way too loud for a place where people are sleeping. That damn door, why didn't we lock it. "Hope you guys don't mind." Trevor's voice says, waking me up from my peaceful slumber with Jack.

 He chucks his shirt off and gets in bed beside Jack, tugging the blankets up to his neck. I watch him get comfortable and slowly mumble "No, I guess I don't." trying to fall asleep after this intrusion. Trevor rolls around, making it hard to sleep but this doesn't bother Jack at all. In fact, he doesn't stir at all since he's a heavy sleeper. 

I blink slowly, starting to feel sleep coming over me when someone else runs in. "Slumber party!" Someone else shouts, jumping into bed, right next to Trevor, maybe on top of him based on the sound Trevor made. I can hardly tell who the last person was but don't find it in me to ask questions because of how tired I am. 

All I know is that I'm in bed with three men and that's pretty interesting to think about. However, I choose not to think about it at this very moment and try falling asleep to the sound of Lil Uzi's voice. 

Once I start to feel the sun against my face I groan out loud. No please I can't be awake yet, god, please. I resort to counting sheep but nothing can put me back to sleep, but thanks to all the men in my bed I can stay here. I look around and see Jack on top of me, Trevor on my legs, and Mark on Trevor's calf. 

I lay my head against my pillow, accepting my fate but pick my head back up when I hear the door squeak open. I may eye contact with my best friend who takes in the state of my bed. Her eyes widen and she smacks a hand over her mouth, coming inside before whisper shouting, "Did you fuck the three of them?"

I shake my head dramatically, begging her to help me out so I can explain what happened to the best of my abilities. She tiptoes over to me, relocating Trevor's head before grabbing Jack's arms to help me roll away from them. I fall onto the floor causing a loud thud to rumble through the four walls of my bedroom. 

We both stay in place, watching the boys like hawks to make sure they don't wake up before we get a chance to gossip. I take a deep breath once I hear them snore again and crawl out of the room with Jack's hoodie. Meredith opens the door for us to walk out of and then waves me over to the room where she slept. 

"Look." she says proudly, pushing her door back to show Quinn sprawled out of the bed hugging a fluffy pillow. I let out a soft chuckle and close the door, looking at the happy look on her face. We walk down the stairs, taking in the state of the house which will have to be deep cleaned before I put it on the market.