affair II ; jack gilinsky

six

jack's pov

it was the middle of night. i sat up in bed, woken by the sound of savannah's voice coming from the living room.

i furrowed my brows in confusion, because after she begged me to "finish what i started", i hugged her in my arms until we both drifted into sleep.

getting out of bed, i rubbed my eyes and left through the bedroom door.

"...yeah, it was fun, we'll all have to do that again sometime".

i paused just at the end of the corridor - she was sat crossed-legged on the couch with her laptop open in front of her and with her phone to her ear.

i knew very well who she was talking to, i mean i'm not stupid, i just thought my little stunt earlier would put talking on the phone to max as her last priority.

she threw her head back a little with laughter, "...shut up, you're distracting me from this article now... with your terrible jokes, max".

i clenched my jaw and leant against the wall beside me, whilst i still listened closely to savannah's responses.

"no, i'm not admitting anything, max...okay, fine. yes, your jokes are very funny" savannah giggled, and i subtly rolled my eyes.

i ended up walking out from the corridor, and headed towards the kitchen for a glass of water.

"one second," savannah held the phone to her chest. "hey babe. sorry, did i wake you?".

"no" i bluntly replied.

"why are you up so late?".

i shrugged and leant against the kitchen counter, "i could ask you the same thing".

"well, i couldn't sleep and neither could max, so we just decided to finish that article".

i took a long sip of my drink, "really? doesn't look like it".

savannah started to chuckle.

"max is kind of distracting me. he just keeps telling me these jokes..." she spoke in between laughter. "i mean, you have to hear them".

i continued to stand by the sink, growing exasperated until i finished the remains of my water.

"yeah, maybe another time" i put the glass in the sink and pulled my hands through my hair, as i started walking back towards the bedroom.

although, i paused before i exited the living room. "savs, can i ask you something?".

"yeah, what is it?" she held the phone to her chest again.

"you're never afraid to tell me stuff sometimes, are you?".

she cocked her head back slightly and furrowed her brows, "what? no. why? what gave you that idea?".

i shook my head and scratched my neck, "nothing. i was just thinking, any ways, goodnight" i said, turning around and going back to bed.

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the next day, i buttoned up my white short-sleeved shirt and brushed my hair, before glancing at the clock through the mirror.