Jack Barakat Imagines

Nervous

Hi. Can you do a thing where you are an opening act band for the tour, and jack likes you and he gets kinda nervous around you?

AN Hey friends, sorry for the on again off again posts, I sometimes have periods of times where I'm super emotional, and that was today and last night. But I'm here again. I'll try to keep up with my schedule that I set for myself :) Props to you if you get random movie reference. No conversation for this one. Thanks for being so patient with me guys, you're the bees knees, I love you! Enjoy the imagine friends :)

Your POV

It's super exciting to be opening for bigger bands than my own. Playing arenas for people who have never heard our music is a dream come true for me. That's all I really wanted out of this whole thing, was for more publicity. I think people have really liked what they heard so far.

It's a new experience for us. We're so used to be playing for tiny venues that we get so nervous before each show. The band that we're opening for though, they've been really nice to us. They offer us tips and tell us stories of what happened to them during their shows.

The lead guitarist with the funky hair keeps staring at me. He stumbles on his words when he speaks to me, and trips a lot when near me. It makes me giggle everytime. I don't know why.

It was before a show and we were all wandering around, looking for things to do. The crew wanted us out of their hair, though. Apparently we were in the way too much.

"It doesn't make sense," Alex, the lead singer of the band we open for, shook his head and sighed. "I'm clearly very pleasant company. Jack, do you think Jeff hates us?"

Jack, the guitarist that stares at me, shook his head laughing. "No Alex, we're just annoying."

Alex laughed as well, shaking his head. I wandered up to the two to try and join in on their conversation. I was banned from the crew station too. Apparently I was distracting. "Is this where people go when their crew tells them to go away?" I asked, giggling at myself.

Jack shot a knowing glance to Alex and immediately left the room. Weird. I sighed and shook my head. Did Jack not like me or something? Either he avoided my existence altogether, or he just looked at me and said nothing. It was usually when I was playing my set. I don't think he noticed that I noticed him, but I did.

"Do I have the plague?" I asked Alex, sighing and finding my shoes increasingly interesting.

"No, Jack's just shy," Alex smiled sheepishly. Almost apologetically.

"Really?" I looked at him in disbelief. "Jack? Shy? You might've just told me that the sky is green and cats love water. I don't believe you for a second."

"Maybe it's just you then." Alex raised his eyebrows, shifting his weight uncomfortably. Did I make him uneasy too?

"Yeah, maybe I'm just the only person he hates." I sighed. I wanted to get to know these guys, not have them hate me. I haven't even done anything for them to hate me.

"Or the opposite." Alex shrugged his shoulders and walked off. What the hell was that about? I turned the other direction, walking out of a different door. If I can't be friends with Jack, maybe I could with Rian? After all, we are drummer buddies.

I walked over to Rian and sat by him, twiddling with my drum sticks. "You nervous?" he asked me. He was always able to make small talk around me. I appreciated that. Aside from my band mates, he was really the only one to try to converse with me. Zack tended to not really talk to anyone but Jack, so I was stuck here. Not knowing what to do or say.

"I always am." I shrugged and glanced over at Jack. He was laughing at something Zack had said. His eyes turned upward into a crease, and I just wish he'd smile like that with me around. Tour gets lonely, and even lonelier when people won't talk to you.