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twenty eight

kendall's pov

"we have to leave a week early for the tour." jack tells me and my heart falls to my feet. "which means we only have a little over a week together."

i blink to see if he's joking with me, but he's being completely and utterly serious. they must've added extra tour dates. it makes me happy that they're satisfying their fans. i can't be selfish and keep jack all of myself.

"okay." i drag out. "i guess we'll just have to make the most of it, right?"

a smile comes across his face, "i love you so much." he hugs me around my shoulders.

little did he know, i was breaking inside. what if we break up right before he leaves again? i shake off the thought. we wouldn't because i don't want to break up with him and he doesn't want to with me.

"i love you, too." i wrap my arms around his torso, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

i didn't expect to be instantly hit with this news right when i walked in, but it was good for him to tell me right away instead of waiting last minute.

"you smell like whiskey." i tell him.

"i was nervous to tell you the news, so i drank a little." he shrugs.

"why were you nervous?" i ask. "it's not like i was going to leave you."

"thank god. do you know how reassuring it is to hear those words?"

"i have some clue." i smile, remembering last night when he told sam that he wasn't going to leave me like they did the other girls.

"you better facetime me everyday." jack says.

"you better answer every time i call." i point my finger to his chest.

"happy couple." johnson beams, walking into the kitchen and chiming into our conversation.

"speaking of happy couples... what are you going to do with naomi?" my eyebrows pull together in curiosity.

he can't just dump her. he's never been the type to do that. he shrugs his shoulders, tilting his head back to eat some more ice out of his glass cup.

"leave her, i guess. not sure how you guys are going to manage long distance, but i can't." he shakes his head. "that's why i'm never tied down."

my mouth drops open, "you sound like sam now. unbelievable." i chide.

"i'm sorry, but i can't deal with drama while i'm on tour. you know this." he says more pointedly towards jack.

"whoa," jack holds his hands up. "don't bring me into this."

"i'm just saying. naomi's a sweet girl. who knows, maybe we'll end up together again just like you guys." j shrugs, grabbing a water bottle from the refrigerator.

"the last thing i need is for naomi to be sad. for goodness sake, someone break asia's heart. she deserves it." i sneer.

if i were still talking to travis, i would literally personally pay him to break asia's heart, but no. who was the one heartbroken in the end? me. not sure what i did to deserve this.

maybe it was because i was fucking around with jack whilst being with travis. both jack and travis are very kind, but if i had to compare, travis isn't as clingy and overprotective as jack.

that's what i like about jack. he shows that he loves me.

"kendall?" jack drags out my name, getting my attention.

"yes." i look up at him.

"what were you thinking about?" he asks and i sigh, loudly.

"i was thinking about how not clingy or overprotective travis was." i shrug, but then quickly add on to my words. "i like that you're very possessive."

"i have to be. i don't want anyone stealing my girl." he holds me closer to him.

johnson gives us weird and uncomfortable looks before heading back into his room. i remember jack telling me to go on tour with him, but he hasn't brought it up again. he must've changed his mind.

"i don't want you to leave." i tell him and he purses his lips to the side.

"i don't want to leave you, but let's push that aside for now. enjoy our time right now. what do you want to do? watch movies, go bowling-"

"make ice cream sundaes." i tease.

his eyebrows raise and he grins, "great idea. target, here we come." jack says.

"this time, will you ride in the cart?" i ask.

"i'm too large to fit in it. it gonna hurt my back."

"fine, fine, fine, lets go you pest." i narrow my eyes at him and he frowns. "i'm just joking, babe."

*

as we stroll around the red store, jack pushing me in and out of the aisles. we occasionally receiving disapproving looks from older people, but it's not like we care. we're just having fun. also, some little kid was just looking at us amused.

"chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream." i tell jack. "and-"

"chocolate." he finishes for me. "i already know this, baby."

"this is why i love you." i swoon as he grabs the tubs of ice cream.

"the only reason, huh? i should just forget about your favorite ice cream flavors and see if you still love me." he teases.

"of course i'll still love you, idiot." i say and he also grabs vanilla bean ice cream.

he pushes me further down the aisle to all of the toppings. we've already got two cans of whipped cream and we just need sprinkles and caramel and chocolate syrup.

"magic shell." jack grabs a bottle, furrowing his eyebrows at the label.

"i've seen that around a lot. it supposedly hardens on ice cream."

his eyebrows raise, impressed, "we'll try it out."

we pretty much grab one of everything on that shelf and then roam around target some more. target shopping and ice cream sundaes on a friday night with your boyfriend. what could possibly be better than that?

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