MINE//BEYONCÉ
Jack: hey babe, you're so beautiful. Just needed to tell you I'll pick you up at 8.
Me: you're too cute. Can you sleep again tonight? It's your last night and my parents are gone again.
Jack: anything for my princess 💕
I blushed at the comment. I had to admit that Jack was more than his looks. He was a person, he does more than what I ask for and it would hurt if I loose him.
Me: so grateful for you thanks 💖
This thing with him started off weird and totally unexpected but I think the more time we spent together the more I get use to it.
Like the other day, we went to go get froyo and that's when we asked each other about our families. We sat in his jeep looking off a cliff .
I've never told anybody about my dad's past with alcohol or that my mom was a total bitch, but I told him. I cried to him when I told him the things I struggle with.
"It's just unfair when the people who are suppose to love you unconditionally, don't." I said wiping a tear and gaining anxiety.
"It's not you're fault, you always have me here. Never let something like that bring you down. Cause look at all the people who care about you"
"Who....who can possibly give me the love and support my own mom is suppose to give me?"
"Kathy, all your friends.....me."
"Thanks, Jack...... " I remembered who we were talking about and changed subject "It seems like I'm talking way too much, what about you."
"What do you mean?"
"What do you struggle with?"
*JACKS POV*
I fidgeted as I heard those words. Last time I heard that was at the weekly meetings. I wanted to tell her, I needed to tell her but she had so much shit to face that I didn't want to let her down.
I thought about it and all these girls seemed to only care that they've hooked up with me, but for what?
What did they gain? Bragging rights? No one has sat down to me asked this. It's so hard to find people who truly care about you because most people just fake it. They fake all of it to get what they want.
No one has wanted more of me or know more of me. I couldn't describe how much that shit meant to me. All the relationships I've been in, they all lied to me to get what they want and treated my fans like shit. Mostly treated me like shit, they used me to post pictures Instagram and Twitter just to get useless followers. They all just rubbed out whatever relationship we had in front of the world, and I didn't even want that.
I mean the guys help a lot with my situation but we're so wrapped around the media and cameras that it's never this important. This girl didn't even freak out or tweets some rumor to get the credibility.
She was real, she showed who she really is. When she first spoke, no one has ever done that. I tried not to compare but this girl is different.
*YOUR POV*
"M-I guess, people see me as this jerk. I mean sometimes it hurts to see that because I try so hard-" he said as he furrowed his eyebrows, "I try so hard not to-" he said and he almost looked like he wanted to cry. He paused and he punched the steering wheel.
I didn't want to hide myself from the fact that this was slightly impossible but something in me hoped I was wrong. I hoped that Jack was being real with me and not trying to lie to me to keep me as his personal booty call.
"I try so hard to stay positive but sometimes this life and the shit people do and say just to say they know Jack Gilinsky is fucking ridiculous."
I soothed him by rubbing his back and staying quiet.
"I just want to be me."
"You can, don't be ashamed of who you are. You can't please everyone and the world keeps spinning. Because you know you have me as well." I smiled at him trying to comfort him.
In five days, this is what it has led up to I was amazed. I mean this can't get any more real.
Now, I'm here trying to settle myself in this body con dress for tonight. I think the craziness has simmered down in the past hours and this was a more fluffy thing we do. I love these moments.
I got to discover Jack, know who he is. I just secretly don't want to be so hypnotized that I forget. Forget that he has that power to hypnotize me.
I suited myself in the jeeps leather seat and Jack kissed me for the 5th time since the door. It almost felt like he was covering something and my stomach dropped just thinking he did.
"You're so memorizing" he said with full puppy dog eyes.
"Jack, I'm nervous. What if I don't fit in."
"Believe me it's mostly a party... We just meet up to set up a date and how to promote," he sighed "and then after we drink and dance and that's pretty much it."
I sighed with worry, this was Jacks life I'm stepping into. Was it safe?
"Don't worry babe," he grabbed my hand " you'll be safe with me."
Now that was different than the second night with Jack. He was reassuring me this time. I could still feel his hands on my neck.
Maybe I was just over-thinking it. I sighed as Jack opened my door and gave his keys to the valet.
The camera flashes almost blinded me and then it became pitch black. I could feel the bass of the music in the small dark path covered with curtains on the wall and lights on the perimeter of the path. And then, the beauty of Hollywood hit me.
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IM SO FREAKING SORRY I NEVER UPDATE I HAD WRITERS BLOCK THIS CHAPTER IS EHHH💜💜✨ thanks for reading
