***Finn's P.O.V****
Its been two months since Jack and Amy became a couple and I feel like im going to explode. Jack is simply just pissing me off. He talks about her every single day. Never have I seen him this 'infected', even with Sammy (his ex). What really gets to me is that I like Amy, a lot. But im not going to do anything because i want to be a good brother, I dont want to be the one thats envious and wants to take his brothers girlfriend away from him. That would be just terrible.
So instead ive been trying to take my mind off Amy by talking to Mel. She's such a nice girl and I like her too. I've asked her out a few times but nothing really happened. However we have gotten close and I cant help thinking that something may happen.
I'm sitting at home on my laptop, flicking through my twitter dashboard, reading the normal tweets sent to me by viewers: Please follow me Finn! x and OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. It happens so often that I've grown used to it and it doesnt mean anything to me. I'm just so bored waiting for Jack to come back from his day out with Amy (Jeesh, those two are just inseparable!) and I thought that I could just waste some time by doing utterly useless things.
After a while the front door opens and I hear two hushed vioces whispering in the front hall. It was half past nine in the evening so I guess they must have thought that people would be asleep. I stay quiet in the sitting room, pretending to be fiddling with my phone when I am actually trying really hard to understand what they're saying. No use though, they're just too quiet for my ears.
Soon two figures enter the living room. I look up and see that it's Jack and his beloved girlfriend. Amy. She looks as beautiful as ever. Her brown, wavy hair swept to the side and her slightly golden, hazel eyes reflect against the light. She's wearing tight black jeans and a burgundy sweater with a white collared shirt poking out. I love her style.
'Hey mate! I didnt think you were bringing Amy with you tonight.' I said.
'I thought that maybe she could stay here for a while since I'm nearly always at her house.' He replied. Then he turned towards Amy, 'Hey, I gotta go to the toilet, i'll be back in a tick.' and simple as that, he's gone.
Amy sighs and looks at me breifly before walking towards the sofa where im sat clutching my phone. She plops herself next to me and swiftly tucks her hair behind her ear, missing out a rebelious strand which curls just below her temple. I have to fight the deepest urge to tuck it back because - well - it would be awkward.
'So, how have you been?' She asks, looking over at me and smiling. Her eyes twinkle like stars in the dim light.
'All good, been hanging out with Mel recently. She's a really sweet girl. What about you?' Crap. Why did I say that? Now she's going to think I have a thing for Mel. I mean, I do...but I also have a thing for Amy...Ahh I'm so messed up right now.
She smirks, 'Mel's a nice person. I've known her for years. I'm glad you two get along.' She smiles again, 'Well, Jack and I have been up to the same usual stuff. But yeah, everything is great.'
At that moment Jack pokes his head by the door, 'Yo! Just gonna pop to the newsagents to get some stuff, you guys need anything?'
'No man, thanks.' I reply.
'Amy?'
'I dont need anything.' She looks at him sweetly.
'Ok. I'll see you in a bit.' He leans in and kisses her swiftly on the lips. 'Bye babe.'
'Bye love,' she replies. And off he goes again.
Well. This was a little awkward. I tried to ease things off a little.
'So, how's school been?' I said.
'All good actually. Eliza is as funny as ever and Media Studies is progressing really well.' She replied.
I chuckle. 'I can imagine Eliza.' She smiles. 'So, what's your current project for Media Studies?' I ask.
As she explained everything to me, I couldnt stop myself to examine her facial features. As she spoke her light pink lips moved so graciously together, her eyes gleamed with happiness as she spoke of her favourite subject, her fingers fiddled with the hem of her sweater. She's just so frickin' adorable!
I listened to her speak and when she finished I just nodded and said,
'Cool, I'm glad you're enjoying it.'
Then for some unknown reason that I simply couldnt control, I pulled her into a kiss, smashing her lips to mine. She was shocked I could tell. Her arms stiffened and she tried to pull away. Suddenly I was pushed away with such force that I fell onto my back on the sofa.
'What are you doing?!' She shouted. 'Don't you realise I'm with Jack? Your brother! Ringing any bells?'
She stared my down with an infuriating look on her face. I couldnt beleive what I had just done. She was right - What was I doing?
I dont know.
'I sat back up and and interwined my fingers together then looked down at them.
'I'm sorry. I dont know what got over me.' I told her. 'I'm going upstairs now. Please dont tell Jack.'
I got up and swiftly left the room. I didnt look back. I couldnt look back. Amy was probably so disgusted with me that even though I begged her not to she would tell Jack everything and then he will never forgive me.
I hurried up the double flight of stairs and barged into my room to crash on my bed. I stayed there for a while to think. What had gotten over me. What will Jack think? Will he ever forgive me? Soon I felt a tear drip down my cheek and I spoke out loud this time to myself.
'Finn, what have you done?'
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