*~~~*Jack & Hiccup Imagines & Preferences*~~~*

*~~~*Jack*~~~* - Hello

Because this song is amazing and I just realised, by relaying the lyrics in my head, that the lyrics are actually fic-material!

This is a sort of alternative universe to my 'break up' shot that I did earlier; so basically, what would've happened if you and Jack didn't get back together and stayed separate.

So enjoy, ma lovelies! :D
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Ring ring.

Ring ring.

Ring ring.

"Hi, there; you've reached (y/n)'s voicemail! Sorry I'm not able to take your call right now, but if you just leave me a message, I'll get right back to you as soon as possible. Promise!"

Beeeeeeeep.

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Jack sighed and looked down at his electric blue phone, contemplating on whether to actually leave a voicemail. It definitely wouldn't be the first.

Sighing louder, he held the phone up to his mouth, and started to speak.

Hello,

It's me;

I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet.

"Hey, snowflake," he began. "It's Jack . . . again. I was - well, still am - wondering if you'd like to meet up with me."

To go over,

Everything;

They say that time's supposed to heal ya,
But I ain't done much healing.

"It would be nice to go over everything with you, since it's been ages since we've last seen each other. Um, you know how they say 'time's supposed to heal you' and everything . . . I, um, I think that's a filthy lie because . . . I, myself, haven't done much healing."

Hello,

Can you hear me?

I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be.

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2 weeks later...

Ring ring.

Ring ring.

Ring ring.

"Hi, there; you've reached (y/n)'s voicemail! Sorry I'm not able to take your call right now, but if you just leave me a message, I'll get right back to you as soon as possible. Promise!"

Beeeeeeeep.

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"Uh, hello?" Jack asked meekly into the phone. "C-can you even hear me, snowflake? Whatever, I just wanted to let you know that I'm still in Burgess, and I'm still thinking about you. About . . . about us."

When we were younger and free,
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet.

"Uh, I understand we were were younger and more, um, more free back then," Jack continued, taking a deep breath before he spoke again. "Before . . . before everything changed."

There's such a difference between us,
And a million miles . . .

"Okay, I'm getting really cheesy now, I'm just gonna hang up now. Uh, bye?" Jack unsteadily ended the voicemail, exhaling heavily after doing so.

The difference between you two was obvious - he was sending you voicemail after voicemail after voicemail (he estimated he was on his 35th one by now), and you hadn't even responded to any of them yet, let alone sent any back.