We talked for what seemed like forever. I told him everything there is to know about me. My age, my birthday, my favorite color, animal, etc. He listened to whole time.
I checked my phone to see what time it was. My eyes widened. " Dude, it's like, two in the morning!" He laughed.
"We've been talking for a while." I smiled. He cleared his throat. "Hey, could I maybe get your number?" Jack asked. My eyes widened.
Jacksepticeye just asked for my phone number.
"Um, I uh...sure." I stammered, shocked. He grinned. I pulled out my phone, as did he. We exchanged numbers, meanwhile I'm trying to hold in my fangirl squeals and dances. If he asked for anything else or did anything else like this, I'd probably have a heart attack and die.
"Well, we better get going." I said, standing up. I put the strap on. He got up, we put our arms on each other's shoulders, and started walking.
"Question." Jack said.
"Mm?"
"Where exactly are you staying?"
"I don't really know." I answered. He frowned at me.
"What? I didn't plan this ahead of time."
"So you're just gonna wander the streets for the rest of your life?" I rolled my eyes.
"I have money. I'll figure out something."
"How much money?"
"About 2500." I said. He shrugged.
"I suppose you could rent something, but not for long." He paused. "Do you maybe want to stay in my hotel room?" My mouth gaped open, my eyes huge. Oh my GOD!
"Jack, no!"
"Why not?"
"Because!"
"Why because?"
"Because that is completely ubsured!"
"You saved my life, it's the least I can do."
"I don't think so."
"I'm not taking no for an answer." I glared at him.
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"You know you want to." He grinned. I blushed. He was right.
"Even if you were right, which you aren't, I wouldn't stay with you."
"Jeez, I might be loud, but I'm not that bad." I chuckled.
"No."
"Y/N, I insist."
"I won't!"
"Please?" I cried out in frustration. It was obvious I was going to lose this fight.
"Fine! Ya happy now?!" He smugly smiled at me.
"Yep." I clenched my jaw.
"You're a dick." He laughed.
"I know." I gave him a fake smile. I admired his consistency though.
Finally, we got to the hospital. I opened the door and we walked inside.
The lobby was empty, except for us. I stole a glance at Jack, who looked paler then usual. "Are you OK?" I asked.
"Yeah. My back hurts a little though." I frowned.
"Do you think it's anything serious?" He shook his head.
"Probably not." I nodded.
"Here, you sit." I started, steering us towards the chairs. "And I'll go check us in." He let go of me, sitting down. "I'll be right back." Jack gave me a thumbs up. Smiling, I strutted over to the counter, where a dark skinned lady stood.
It only took a couple minutes to check in, but when I went back over to Jack, he was sleeping. "Wake up Jackie Boy, we have to get you fixed up." He didn't move.
"Jack?" I asked, rubbing his shoulder. He still didn't open his eyes. "Jack, wake up." I said, starting to worry.
"Jack? JACK!" I exclaimed, pretty much shaking him by now. I checked his pulse. It was slow, but at least he had one. "Nurse, help! My friend just fainted and he's not waking up!" The women at the desk ran over.
"We'll get him help!" She said. " I'm going to go get some doctors!" She ran off, leaving me with Jack.
