imagine #9

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Your pov.
You were laying in bed thinking about Jack Dail. You were madly in love with you but the sad thing is he doesn't know you. You fell asleep and drept of him.

Jacks pov.
So I've been thinking about this one girl. She followed me on vine and twitter. She liked my page on Facebook. She also subscribed to my youtube page. Her name was y/n. I just don't know who or where she is. So I went to my friend who works for the local area police department. He found her. I asked him to go to her and have her pack up because I want her to live with me. She is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. He left and went to go find her.

Your pov.
You woke up to a pounding on your front door. You got up and went downstairs. You opened the front door and saw a police officer.
"What can I do for you officer?" You asked.
"Pack your bags. Your about to go live with Jack Dail." He said.
"One second please." You said he nodded. You shut the door and started freaking out. You opened the door and saw the officer. "When do I leave?" You asked.
"Right away." He said. You invited him in and packed your belongings. Well the he main stuff you needed anyway. You walked back downstairs and saw him sitting on the couch. You two headed outside and he told you to get in his car that he would have people come for the rest of your things.

Time skip to when you arrive.
You got out of the car and got your belongings. You walked up to the house and knocked on the door. Jack answered and let you in.
"I hope this doesn't sound weird but ever since you followed me I haven't been able to stop thinking about you." He said and you smiled.
"Really?" You asked. He nodded. "Let me show you to your room." He said.
"Okay." You said. He took your bags and walked up stairs. You followed. He took you to the room at the end of the hall there was a queen size bed, and two night stands, a dresser, a closet, and a personal bathroom. He put your bags on the bed and let you unpack. When you were done you went downstairs and he showed you around. You could tell this was the start of a beautiful friendship. Maybe even more. You just had one question how did he find you?

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