Expect the unexpected.

Open your eyes.

Sitting here with (Y/N) Made me forget all about Jack, and I instantly felt sick to my stomach. I stopped eating, although I ate pretty much all of it. She saw the look on my face, and stopped eating too.

Flashes of things came back to me, when A girl was shoved into a car, when Jack was running, when he told me to dial 911, when he was hit. Tears started to flood my eyes, but I looked away. I felt horrible, I felt myself grieving, but I didnt want to look weak. I didnt notice (Y/N) get up from her seat, where she came over to me and grabbed onto my hand. I looked her in the eyes, she gave me a small reassuring smile. She wiped a tear from my cheek, one I didnt even know was there. Before I could speak, tears just started to fall, and I couldnt help it.

She stood up and sat on my lap, hugging me tight. "Its okay babe." She would say, she rubbed my back, and ran her fingers through my hair, things that would calm me down. I stopped crying, but my breath was still shaky. But she knew how to fix that, she always has. She made me stand up, I already knew what she was doing. This was something we did to calm one another down. We put our hands up in unison. Supposedly putting your hands over your head helps you breath, so this is something we did a lot. We held each others hands next, as if making a "Bridge" For people to go under. But we then pressed our bodies together, and I put my chin on her head. her being a lot shorter than I. We slowly lowered our hands, and embraced each other in a hug. Our hugs lasted a long time.

We pulled out of the embrace, and she took my hand, heading to her room. This was nothing, sexy, nothing seductive, it was a calming thing. And I knew what she was doing. Not letting go of her hand, I lay on her bed, pulling me to lay next to me. She does as she normally would, cuddling. For the next hour or so we lay like this, talking. She told me about a phone call she got very early this morning about 5. It was an update on Jack, he had been fine, a concussion, a broken rib, and a lot of cuts and scratches from the glass and pavement, but he was overall awake, and okay.

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Later that day, a little after lunch time we headed over to the hospital to check on JJ, the famous Teen rapper, Jack Johnson. We were in the car when Good Girls, by 5SOS came on, I smirked because I knew this song by heart. "GOOD GIRLS ARE BAD GIRLS THAT HAVENT BEEN CAUGHT" I yelled towards Cam. He just laughed and yelled the song with me. "She said to me, Forget what you thought cuz good girls are bad girls that havent been caught!!" We sung in unison. Like the dork he is, he started dancing in his seat. I laughed so hard, and tried to pay attention to the road.

Once we reached the hospital we walked in hand in hand smiling, he was humming Good Girls, and giving me a smirk. "We all know that song was written for you." He said to me, I simply laughed, because I suppose it could be.

We continued around the corner towards the small waiting room that was near where JJ was being held. We walked in with smiles and faith, but everyone wasnt smiling, nor did they look like they had faith. What happened? Jack G stood up, worried. He sighed before walking over to us, letting out another shaky breath.

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