𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐋², jack champion

074, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

074, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞
irl + social media
(song for this chapter is:
'this love' — taylor swift)

THIRD PERSON +
july 11, 2025

The hours of preparation with the glam teams felt like a whirlwind, but now, as Juniper glanced at her reflection in the mirror, everything was coming together. Her floor-length gown shimmered under the soft lights of her bedroom, the intricate beadwork catching every angle perfectly. Her hair was swept into an elegant half-up half-down do, with loose curls framing her face, and her makeup highlighted her delicate features with just the right amount of sparkle.

Tonight wasn't just about the American Music Awards; it was her birthday and the night she'd drop her album. It was monumental.

Downstairs, the energy was electric. Vinnie and Jenna were already dressed to perfection, playfully bantering with Jack as they waited for Juniper to make her grand entrance. Mason had FaceTimed just minutes earlier, wishing Juniper luck and lamenting that he couldn't be there to celebrate. He made her promise to call him after the show to tell him everything.

When Juniper descended the stairs, the room fell silent. Jack, mid-laugh, stopped completely. His jaw slackened, his eyes wide as he took her in.

She looked like a vision, almost unreal.

"Holy... wow," Jack finally muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jenna grinned mischievously, nudging Jack with her elbow. "Careful, Champ, you're drooling."

Vinnie laughed, joining in. "Dude, close your mouth before you embarrass yourself!"

Juniper blushed, glancing shyly at Jack. "Do I look okay?" she asked softly, her voice unsure despite the overwhelming confidence her appearance projected.

Jack stepped forward, his expression tender as he reached for her hand. "Okay? June, you look... breathtaking. Like... how is it even possible to be this beautiful?"

Her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of pink, and Jenna pretended to gag dramatically. "Ugh, you two are so gross," she teased, though her grin was genuine.

"You look amazing, Juni," Vinnie added sincerely. "Jack's not wrong—total showstopper."

"Alright, alright," Juniper laughed, trying to deflect the attention. "You all look incredible too, but let's go before we're late."

The limo ride to the Peacock Theatre was filled with laughter and excitement. Jenna and Vinnie kept cracking jokes, lightening the mood, while Jack sat quietly beside Juniper, his hand never leaving hers. The closer they got to the venue, the more Juniper felt the weight of the night ahead settle on her shoulders.

"Ready for the madness?" Jenna asked, leaning forward with a grin.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Juniper replied with a small smile.

Jack gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "You're going to own this night," he murmured. "Just be yourself. That's all you need to do."

When the limo pulled up to the venue, the flashes of cameras illuminated the street like strobe lights. The energy was electric, and Juniper took a deep breath as the door opened.

The red carpet was everything Juniper expected it to be: loud, chaotic, and overwhelming. Paparazzi shouted her name, asking questions about her album and her relationship with Jack. Despite the chaos, she kept a steady smile on her face, leaning slightly into Jack's side for comfort.