Jack Barakat Imagines

One Night Stand

I seriously can't stop reading ur stories ....they make my day better. ;) can you do one smut where jack and I are best friends but they have a one night stand(drunk) and she get PREGO and never tells him but they remain friends then she know her daughter is starting to look like him and she knows she has to tell him. And he over hears her talk about it and got super pissed and slaps her and says some mean stuff but then they work it out thanks so much

AN Requested by the user: PierceTheVeil_30 on wattpad. Also friends, since I don't work tomorrow (yay) I'm doing a double update! Yay! So expect some happy things here. Thanks so much for your patience, guys. You mean the world to me, and I'm so glad you love to read my things. No conversation for this one, enjoy my lovelies xx

Warning: Smut/alcohol mention

Jack's POV

"Come on, Y/N, it'll be fun!" I shout, jumping up and down. I was trying to convince her to go out with me. Alex wanted to stay home with Lisa, and I wanted to go out. No one would go with me, so my best friend was a good option. If she ever went out.

"No Jack, you know how I get when I drink."

"Yeah, and it's hilarious. You flirt with every guy you see." It made me nervous when she got drunk because she always ended up in some stranger's bed. She couldn't help it that she always got horny when she was drunk. I couldn't complain either. I've done the same thing. But she doesn't like to go out anymore because of it which is lame. "It's alright though, you don't even have to drink."

She gave me the weirdest look, and kept it for a while. I just stared at her. "How long have you known me for Jack? I see alcohol and I drink it. That's what happens. I'm not just gonna ignore it all night."

"So you're coming?" I gave her my most cheeky smile and she rolled her eyes while sighing a bit too loudly.

"Fine."

I cheered and brought her upstairs to her room to look for something to try on. This was my favorite part about having a girl as a best friend. Y/N didn't really like to do much, but when she did, she let me choose what she got to wear. I was so wonderful at straightening hair, given my years of practice in high school.

I was already basically ready. I didn't try too hard at clubs because I was mostly there for the dancing and the booze. If I so happened to get laid, then that's a plus. And that plus happens nearly every single time.

I was searching through her drawers, looking at all the dresses she has. I stumbled across one I hadn't seen before. "Hold the phone, what is this?" I pulled out a sparkly silver dress that I hadn't recognized. It was much shorter than I've seen her wear, and honestly it was cute as fuck.

"That's nothing," she said quickly before pulling it from my hands.

"Hey, I like that one, you're wearing that one."

"What the fuck, why?"

"It's cute. Cuter than cute. It's fucking hot. You'd look amazing in it so put it on, I'm gonna warm up the straighteners."

She groaned, but she complied, while I walked in the bathroom. When she was ready she waltzed over to me, and if I was able to be physically attracted to my best friend, I'm sure I'd have a boner right now, because damn she was hot. She looked uncomfortable though, pulling it down like it was too short. It was longer than I've seen, so I figured it was good.

"I bought this on a whim, okay? Don't judge me."

"Hey, no judging here. You look hot as fuck, babe." I kissed her on the cheek. We acted like a couple sometimes that old people would periodically come up to us and tell us we were cute together. I liked to joke around with her, but I didn't think of her like that. She's my best friend. It just so happens that we like to be cute together. But even Alex ships us, and that doesn't go over well sometimes because I punch him, and he gets mad at me.