Jack Gilinsky IMAGINES

You think he forgets your birthday

I was at home alone sitting on the couch watching a random show that I came by on the television. I'm normally home alone now because my dad is mostly out working and my mum and little brother are living in another state. (My parents are divorced) Popcorn, chips and drinks were waiting to be eaten infront of me on the table. I only take a few bites as I wait for Jack to come home. Jack and I were supposed to spend the night together watching movies and cuddling because it was my birthday and that was all I wanted on my 18th birthday. I had a party with my girl friends in the afternoon and tonight was just supposed to be Jack and I.

It was currently 6:30pm, Jack was supposed to be here at 6:00. I started to get kinda worried so i text him a message asking where he is. Actually i spammed his imessages with the same repeated questions.

7:00pm and still no sign of Jack and no response. 'Maybe he forgot my birthday' i think. 'Jack wouldn't forget my birthday would he? Maybe he found something better to do than spend time with me' i repeatedly think. Jack and I had currently been together for 5 months. 'So he couldn't have forgotten......could he?'

Curious to know where he is, I call Jack.

"Hello?" Jack asks. But there are loud noises from people and music in the background.

"Hey, where are you?"

"Uuhhhhh i... Uhhhh i-"

But i cut him off before he can finish. "Are you at a party?" My voice cracks at the last word.

"What? Babe, no uhh it's not what it looks like. I would never-"

"Save it Jack. I get it. Just don't talk to me again" i said in a dissappointed and sad manner, not showing any anger at all.

"Babe wait-" i hung up.

Right now I was currently sobbing on the couch, knees up to my forehead, my head buried in between my arms, that are wrapped around my legs.

'He forgot. He forgot my birthday. My 18th birthday. He didn't care. Jack. Jack Gilinsky my boyfriend. He told me he would make tonight special. Does he even still love me?' I think.

I estimated that I was crying for about 15 minutes. Tired, i go upstairs and decide to take a nap, just to get away from my disappointed emotions. I slowly drift off to sleep in 5 mins.

After what only felt like a short nap, i sense someone attempting and calling for me to wake me up. I blink my eyes open a few times before coming to the realisation that Jack was kneeling next to my bed looking at me with sorry eyes. He also happens to be drenced in water.

Confused, i sit up so that my legs hang from the side of my bed. "Jack? What are you doing? I told you to never talk-" Jack interrupted.

"Just please let me explain first." I look at him with a plain face allowing him to continue.