sugar daddy II » jack gilinsky

Eleven

Yesterday was one of the worst days of my entire life, I swear. Jack was annoying me the most. Right now, I'm sitting in the car with Sam to God knows where. All I know is that he has to catch a concert in three hours.

I bite my bottom lip and my eyebrows furrow together as Sam drives through the familiar opened black gates. Oh no.

"Sam, what are you doing? Why are you taking me to Jacks?"

"Just shut up and go along with it. Don't worry too much." Sam tells me.

He pulls up on the side of Jack's ginormous house and not on the driveway which confuses me even more. We both get out of the car and I hesitantly walk up, stopping at what I see.

A sweet message written in chalk on the driveway and I begin to grow confused. What the hell? And then it's as if a train hit me. That's our song. Mine and Jack's so called song. Best I Ever Had.

"Cheesy?" I hear Jack call out above me and I look up.

He's gaping outside of a bedroom window down at us. I fight the urge to smile. This is cute and cheesy, but I'm mad at him. I shouldn't even be looking up at him. I give him a simple shrug and he disappears.

I should also be mad at Sam. I could've sworn that just yesterday he was on my side.

"He did this for you." Sam whispers into my ear. "Forgive him and go to the concert with us tonight."

I let out a big sigh, "clearly you weren't there yesterday. I am not forgiving him this easily." I scoff.

Jack appears at the doorway and comes outside to where we are. A huge smile plastered on his face as he looks between me and the driveway. He rubs his hands together.

"Took me two hours, but worth it." Jack smiles at me.

"It's cute." I bluntly reply, shrugging which makes his face drop in sadness.

"Come on, don't stay mad at me." Jack walks closer to me as Sam goes inside of his house.

Damn it. He left me alone with Jack.

"What do you want me to say?" I ask.

"I want you to forgive me." He pouts and then grins. "Bubs."

Butterflies erupt in my stomach. This is the second time he's called me that and I think it's extremely adorable, but I can't show it.

"Don't call me that." I snap.

"You love it."

"No, I don't." I roll my eyes, trying to dodge him and go inside to find Sam.

"Forgive me." Jack singsongs, grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him.

Because he's stronger, it's harder for me to push away. He hugs he tightly around my waist and buries his face in my neck. I hate him, but as an instinct, I wrap my arms around his neck.

When he feels that I return the action, he lifts me off my feet a little, making me yelp in a little laugh. He puts me back down on my feet and continues to not let go of me.

"Does this mean you're coming with me tonight?" He mumbles in my neck.

I bite my top lip, giving in, "yes." I sigh. "Only because I want to see The Weeknd perform live."

He pulls away and smiles at me. Jack pinches my sides, making me squirm and smile. He's so rude, but thoughtful. He leans in closer to my ear to whisper something.

"I love you, baby. I'm sorry for all of the times that I've messed up."

All of the blood rushes to my cheeks and I can't help but smile and feel all jittery. One day he's calling me a bitch and the next he's declaring his love for me? Not sure how this works, but I'm falling into this deep trap once again.

*

"We'll meet you at the front after the concert." Jack tells Johnson through the phone and then hangs up.

"These seats are amazing." I tell Jack.

I can literally touch the stage. He puts his hands on my hips and grins at me. He murmurs a 'I'm glad you're happy' into my ears, making me smile up at him.

I've predicted that he's going to sing literally every song in the Beauty Behind the Madness album. I'm excited for the hills, often, tell your friends, and earned it. (EARNED IT IS SUCH A BOMB SONG I CRY)

These past two days have been horrible, but I guess it's all good now. I'm not gonna completely forget about it, but hopefully everyone can forget about Brianna.

"Maybe we can, you know, in the bathroom later." Jack seductively whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I swat his arm, "stop." I laugh.

Jack stands behind me with his arms around my waist and his head on my shoulder. The concert starts in five minutes and I'm so thankful for this. There are chairs, but I'm pretty sure that no ones sitting down in them.

"Fine, we can wait until we get to my place." He dramatically groans.

"Control your hormones." I tell him. "You're twenty, don't use that 'I'm a horny teenage boy' stuff."

He shrugs, smiling down at me, "I can't help it. You're wearing this tight ass shirt and these leggings." He pulls at the stretchy fabric.

"Do you know where Sam and J are sitting?" I ask Jack, changing the topic because were in public and I don't want to be turned on before the concert even starts.

"Back there." He uses his thumb to point behind us and I nod my head. "We got the better seats." He sounds so cocky.

"Yeah, because you spent so much on these." I scoff.

"I want the best for my babygirl."

Jack unexpectedly kisses my cheek, taking me by surprise and I blush like a complete idiot. Ugh. This boy.

"Why are you being cute all of a sudden?" I raise my eyebrow in a questioningly manner.

"Because I don't want to lose you." He sticks his bottom lip out.

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Plot twist she forgave him because she wanted to see The Weeknd.