Distance *a Jack Johnson fanfic*

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A/N sleeping Johnson is perf tbh 😍🙈 -SLHJR🙈💕

• J a C k •

"I don't know what her problem is! I came back home to be with her and she's still distancing herself from me! I've apologized countless times... Skate, I don't know what to do!" I say into the phone.
"Did you try giving her space to let her figure out why she's mad at you and to come back to you?"
"Yes! For four days, FOUR FUCKING DAYS! Skate, I can't take this anymore. I need my Harp back... I need her."
I came back home five days ago and decided that maybe I should give her some space for a day to see what happened with her. A single day turned into four and half days. This is driving me INSANE, I think I may just go back to Cali honestly.
"Well Yung Johnson, whatever you do, don't give up. If you give up, she'll never take you back and then you'll loose."
"Obviously! I mean, I'll loose the best thing in my life. I can't afford to let that happen...... Wait, Skate, what's the date today?" My heart stops. What is the date today!?
He pauses for a moment, not saying anything on the other end. "It's September 29th, why?"
"It's mine and Harper's 1 year tomorrow! Fuck! I completely forgot!"
"Way to go! Take her out to dinner. Be romantic."
"Okay. I'll try."
"Good."
"Yup."
"Well buddy, good luck, I gotta let you go. I know you can figure out what to do."
"I hope you're right, Nate."
He laughs on the other end. "I know I'm right."
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The next night for our anniversary, I decide to take Harper out to dinner and a movie. She agrees and kisses my cheek trying to look excited to see me and be with me but I can tell in her eyes that she's not. Her eyes lost the fire that used to burn in them whenever she saw me because of all this drama and I feel horrible.
Two hours later, we end up at a really good Mexican restaurant in Bellevue, a suburb of Omaha. She orders a chicken taco salad and I get a meal that consists of two hardshell tacos, a Chalupa, an enchilada and some nachos. All together, it's heaven. 😍
After supper, we head to the movie theater and watch a random movie. I'm really hopeful that Harper will be happy and warm up to me again but there's no luck to that. She still gives me the cold shoulder and I feel her slowly distancing herself from me.
What did I do to make her hate me this much!? :(
When we get home after our date I kiss Harper as we watch tv together. "Happy anniversary. I'm sorry I wasn't around a lot the last couple months." I frown. "I feel horrible."
"Happy anniversary." She tells me with next to no emotion.
God, what the hell do I have to do to get her to love me again like she used to?
"So, um.... Did I tell you the good news of Jack and Leigh's?" I ask trying to keep a conversation going.
"No."
"They're expecting. They find out in a few weeks what they're having."
"Good for them." She snaps.
"Harper, what's wrong?" I ask worriedly.
"I don't feel good." She responds.
"Oh. Um okay, is there anything I can do?" I ask quickly and worriedly.
"Give me space." She replies getting up and heading into our bedroom. She comes back into the living room in jogger sweatpants and an oversized hoodie of Sam's and her favorite pair of slippers.
"I've already given you space...." I say confused.
"Well give me more." She responds and grabs her phone. She heads towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
"To Sammy's." She replies and leaves, leaving me sitting there on the couch wondering what the fuck just happened.
I pull out my phone and call Skate. When I hear him pick up, I don't even let him say anything. "Happy fucking one year to me and Harper." I mumble.
"Ummm....." He asks confused.
Then I explain to him what's up.
"That's weird. She left you for Sammy.... Do you think that maybe while you were off hooking up with Mallory Whore-Slut Thompson that something happened between Sam and Harper?"
I laugh at his joke for Mallory then get serious. "No. Harper isn't like that. She would never cheat on me. Sammy is like a brother to her and he was here for her when I wasn't."
"Oh. Okay. Well J, I don't know what to tell you buddy. Maybe smoke some weed and mellow your ass out. It would do you a whole hell of a lot of good now."
I laugh. "Yeah. Maybe weed would make me feel better. Too bad the person with the fucking weed has my girl....."
"Go to my 'rents house. Dad probably has some." Skate says nonchalantly.
"Nate! What the fuck!" I laugh. "You don't say that about your dad!"
"Fine!" He laughs. "My dad is chill as hell but whatever dude. Go hit up Josh or Brock maybe. They both seem like potheads."
"I love how you think me smoking weed is something to joke about."
"It is." Skate states plainly.
"How?"
"You haven't smoked in MONTHS. When was the last time you got high?"
I think about it for a moment. "New Years Eve......"
"What the fuck man!? How can you live that long without smoking a little?!"
"Harper doesn't like when I smoke weed. She thinks it's gross so I haven't because of her."
"How did you not smoke weed in Cali? You were away from her!"
I shrug though he can't see me. "I don't know..... But true. I need to mellow out. I'll go find some weed somehow."
"Good. It's so relaxing." I hear him inhale.
"Are you high right now?"
"Maybeeeeeeeeeeeeeee a little." He laughs a bunch.
"Oh God."
When I'm getting ready to hangup, I'm stopped by Nate. "OH I JUST THOUGHT OF WHO TO HIT UP!"
I laugh. "Who?"
"Hit up Stewart. He's probably got some." Nate begins laughing his ass off.
"Wow. You crazy ass Maloleys boys sure do love your smoke."
"Damn straight."
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An hour and a half later, maybe even two hours later, I'm high as the clouds on the couch, the smoke from the joint in my hand filling the air all around me. My really good friend from middle/ high school, Josh, was able to hook me up and I feel amazing. I missed feeling this way. I feel so free and so amazing.
I hear the door knob turn and suddenly Harper is standing there wide eyed, staring at me. "WHAT THE FUCK JACK!? YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU SMOKING WEED YET YOU DO IT ANYWAY! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She freaks out, coughing afterwards. "I'm going back to Sammy's. Fuck you."
Just like that, she's gone again, while I sit there on the couch wondering what the fuck just happened and asking where everything went wrong......

A/N I feel bad for Johnson :( like it kinda pains me to have Harper be a bitch to him despite everything he's put her through. So only 4 more chapters and an epilogue left of this story. How does everyone else feel about that? Bc I'm honestly sad to finish this book but that the same time I'm super excited for you guys to see how it all ends. 😱😏 Predictions anyone????

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-Shelby Lynn Horan Jolinsky Rupp 🙈💕

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