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~•~•~•~•~•~•~Narrator: Jack

I watched her expression as she looked around my house. "You live here?" She asked, almost shocked. I nodded. I'm used to questions like these. It's starting to become a bore.

"Let's just get the photoshoot over with." She sighed and I saw her frown a little. He eyelashes batted, and her perfectly sculpted lips quickly turned into a smolder. "Are we almost near the photoshoot room?" She asked nearly breathless.

Why does she look so upset? She's so pretty, so how come she rarely smiles. It bothered me a little, but the ignorant side of me caused me to not care. I just need to focus in my photoshoot, and she'll be gone.

Wait...did my inner conscience just say that Maddison is pretty. When do I ever look at lips, and how it's shaped? Why should I care whether or not she smiles? This was none of my concern. So why do I feel the need to think about her like this.

"Duh, idiot you like her!" I ignored my inner conscience again. Even though it might of been right. I mean she is really pretty. But I don't do relationships. I am the Jack Gilinsky, and I can get a girl whenever I wanted. Let me explain it like this:

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JACK G's FAST FOOD-
I eat anything. I eat it out. Like I do my women. I like hamburgers, fries, and definitely their milkshakes. Like my women. Don't forget the soda's, they are bitter sweet. Like my women.
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Maddison continued to follow me towards my basement, where I had a huge room to take photos. I rarely use it considering the fact that I work for multiple organizations and they provide me with there own photo shoot rooms.

"This is it." I look over at Maddison who had her jaw dropped. I chuckled under my breath. "Umm, do you want to get started?" She asked hesitantly. "Yeah we can get started in the bed, or couch." I smirked. She rolled her eyes, at my sexual humor, and was clearly not amused.

It's not like she's surprised or anything. Almost anybody can tell you that I'm sarcastic, or sexually humorous, or even conceited. I mean, some magazines aren't always telling a lie.

"Do you mind standing towards the left, leaning on the dresser?" I walked over there and did as told. "Can you tilt your head?" I sighed. "This is dumb, are we taking year book pictures or what?" I saw her get ticked off a little, and she just let it be.

Does she always let people walk over her? "Just kidding, Ms.Serious." She didn't speak to me, besides giving me directions. She had a flash of pure concentration in her eyes. Click.

I switched my position. Click. I gave more expressions. Click. I used some more props. Click. She took one final picture, and that was a wrap. "Finally, you take forever to take photos." I whined. She grabbed her camera and immediately tried to leave.

"Hey where do you think your going?" I shouted before she made her way through the photoshoot room. "Home." I chuckled a little at her response.

"Work isn't over until I say it's over." She turned her head trying not to look directly at me, and nodded. "Okay, them when is work over?" I kinda felt embarrassed for stopping her, because work really was over. I just didn't want her to leave yet.

"Now, it's over." She rolled her eyes, and strolled out the door. "Ouch." I heard a fumble, which means she either tripped, or hit her head. I walk out the room, and immediately started laughing.

She must have thought that the hallway closet was the second exit of the photoshoot room. All of the hangers fell on her, because she must have pulled on the rack that held them up.
"Could you quit laughing and help me?"

Man this girl is always serious. I mean, control freak alert. I grabbed her hand and pulled her up, and I didn't let go fo her hand. "Um..." She looked at her hand, and immediately let go. "Can you please show me where to exit?" I laughed.

"This happens way to often." She looks around at the decorations, as we made are way to my front door. "Your good to go, happy?" I asked sarcastically. "Happier than ever." She replied as she rolled her eyes. She left, and I just stood there.

Dumbfounded as ever, and overwhelmed with these abnormal emotions I'm feeling, I headed towards my personal bar, and grabbed a beer. I can't like her. She's not even all that. "Yes she is!" My inner conscience stated.

I rested my hand in the palms of my hands and drank away. Jack Gilinsky doesn't do love.
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*laughs evilly

It's began. His emotions are too far in to stop.MUHAHAHAHAH!!! My love poisoning has taking to effect. Guess who I'll poison next?

Maddison if course!

What do u guys think will happen?

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Jayla❤️