Living the Dream (JacksGap fan-fic)

Chapter 5

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Amy’s P.O.V

            I had one hour to prepare myself before Jack would be here to pick me up. I had just got back from school and was in a total mess because my last lesson was gym and my hair was all stuck to my face. It was an embarrassment to travel on the tube, I felt like everyone was looking at me and I tried to keep myself hidden behind other people.

            I quickly got into the shower and washed myself thoroughly. After I dried off and blow-dried my hair. I put on my special outfit and matching makeup which consisted of a tight black dress which came above the knees with gold and silver sequins lining the edges of the fabric and black wedge heels. Then I applied gold and silver eye shadow and clipped my hair to the side. When I finished getting ready I waited impatiently in the kitchen for the doorbell to ring.

            My parents weren’t home so I didn’t need to worry about telling them any of the details, just the fact that I was going out for dinner with a friend and would be coming back late. I planned this day out perfectly, making sure I did all my homework in school so that I didn’t have to do it in a rush later. I wanted this to be a free and perfect night.

            While I was lost in my thoughts of Jack’s perfectness, my phone beeped, making me jump out of my skin.

Jack: I’ll be there in five

            This got me going. I checked myself in the mirror and finished packing my handbag. Before I knew it the bell rang and I hurried to the hallway and opened the door to find him, standing at my doorstep, smiling at me. From what I could see he was in jeans, a burgundy shirt and black jacket. I looked into his green eyes and lost myself in his gaze.

‘Hi’ he said.

‘Hey’ I replied, ripping my eyes from his flawless features.

‘You look stunning. How are you?’ he asked as he looked me up and down. I felt really self conscious. Did I choose to wear the right thing?

‘Thanks, I’m great.’ I smiled back at him, ‘Do you want to come in?’

‘Ok, sure’ he stepped in and closed the door behind him.

I led him into the kitchen and offered him something to drink. He asked for some water and when I gave him some he immediately gulped it down. I couldn’t help but notice his Adam’s apple moving up and down his throat. He caught me staring and I quickly looked away in embarrassment.

‘Thanks for that.’ He said as he put the glass in the sink, ‘Shall we get going?’

Soon after we headed out of the door and I settled in the front seat of Jack’s car.

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Jack’s P.O.V

            She was just beautiful. What I was wearing looked ridiculous compared to her. I was going to the restaurant with her; she and everyone else would think I was some lazy bastard who couldn’t be bothered to dress well on a date. Her makeup really brought out the gold in her hazel eyes that I was completely lost in them and didn’t know what to say, all I could muster was, ‘Hi’. How ridiculous.

‘So, what did you do today?’ I asked as I drove.

‘Nothing much, just school, school and more school. Then I talked with Eliza and some other friends.’ She replied.

‘That sounds like a fun and eventful day…’

She laughed, ‘There have been worse!’

‘Well maybe tonight will make it better,’ I smiled at her, then realizing how weird that sounded I added, ‘I’m taking you to the best pizza restaurant in London’.

‘Really? I never normally eat Italian food in London unless it’s me or my parents cooking it,’ she stated.

‘What do you cook then?’ I questioned.

‘All sorts, but not pizza. It’s too much effort,’ she smirked.

Soon enough we made it to the restaurant and I parked the car in the last spot available. Then when we entered the restaurant we were led to one of the romantic spots in the lounge. We took our seat and Amy recommended to me the ‘best pizza’ as she put it. So we both ordered the Quattro Stagioni and dug in.

            The food was delicious. Even she admitted it. After eating we just talked a bit and laughed at each other’s jokes and stories. Then I decided that it should be time to ask her what I had been dying to ask.

‘Amy, I need to know the truth. Did you know about me before you met Eliza?’ She looked at me, caught in surprise and fiddled with her bracelet.

‘Yes,’ she said quietly.

‘Well why didn’t you tell me?’

‘I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.’ She said this whilst looking down and biting her lower lip.

‘So what do you think about the videos?’ I asked to try and get her out of her discomfort zone.

‘They’re great! I love every single one.’ She replied and looked into my eyes.