Jack Gilinsky

You Don't Know P. IV

(Y/N's POV)

"No one's gonna kill anybody." I interrupted with a raspy ass voice.

"Morning sunshine." Diego winked. I smirked and walked over to the boys.

"Y'all had breakfast already?" I asked the boys.

"Nope." Jack responded simply.

I went opened the fridge and got eggs and bacon out, nothing fancy. I heard Diego whisper something. "I'm gonna go get ready." I nodded and continued making the breakfast.

"He moved in with you?" Jack asked.

"Nah, he's just staying here for work." Diego was a model and that was so damn cool.

Jack nodded at me and watched me make the breakfast. "I'm sorry about last night." He blurted out. I noticed he wasn't so good with talking these days.

"It's okay." I smiled at him, still having my focus on the sizzling bacon.

"No, it's not. I was drunk and it was pathetic and let's not forget really fucking cliché to come here." I chuckled. "I don't know what the hell I said, but I want to apologize for that."

I nodded, accepting his apology. "It's fine, Jack. If it wasn't, I would've kicked you out a long time ago."

"Nah, that's just because you're too kind to people. Even if they don't deserve it." Deep.

I waited for the bacon to finish so I could make the eggs. I wasn't that good at multitasking. "Y/N, can I ask you something?" He suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

"Sure." I answered simply while getting the glasses out to pour orange juice in it.

"Does he make you happy?" I almost dropped the glasses out of shock, but I recovered quickly and out three glasses down onto the counter.

"Yes." I instantly said. "He makes me happy." I said full out.

He nodded quietly. "I'm sorry for intruding your life like this... I'm pretty sure you were doing pretty good before." He sadly smiled.

"Stop apologizing." I softly smiled at him while pouring in juice. "You weren't 'intruding', I knew that at some point I was going to face you anyways." I told him.

I harshly swallowed before saying the next thing. "You know you have to let me go, right?" I painfully said.

I felt sorry for him. His gaze dropped and clenched his jaw. "Yeah." He pursed his lips. "Diego already told me." I nodded. "He's a good guy. He's too fucking nice. Now I can't find a reason to hate him." Jack chuckled.

"Diego and you have a lot in common. You guys would be good friends." I calmly said.

Bacon.

I turned back to the stove and quickly turned it off. Thank God, they're not burned. "Nailed it." I said as I gave Jack his plate. He smiled and thanked me.

Eggs, here we go.

"Can I just say one more thing?" He asked me, filling his mouth with bacon. I nodded at him as I started scrambling the eggs up and leaving it for a little while.

I turned to him and saw him chewing quickly. "Take your time." I assured.

After a short while he swallowed the bacon. "I want you to know that I regret it. I regret being with Madison." I harshly swallowed and bit my lower lip.

"We dated for like two weeks, but I knew that it was wrong. I tried calling you, but you blocked me on literally everything."

I chuckled and took a sip of the orange juice. "Yeah, I was fed up with you."

"Was?"

"You know me," he widened his eyes. "I can't stay mad at people." I smiled. That was always a bad habit of mine. "Jack, I'm over you. I'm happy with Diego," he opened his mouth to say something but I quickly interrupted him.

"before you say 'I respect that' and all that shit, I just wanted to say that you should be happy too,"

"you might think that 'you're happy with me', but it's all in your head. Go out, distract yourself from me, meet a cute girl that you actually want to be with, and don't make stupid decisions again," I teased while winking at him.

His face turned all red. "good luck with everything, Jack." I genuinely smiled at him.

Jack returned the smile. "Your eggs are burning." He nonchalantly said.

I ran over to the stove and turned it off. Nailed it, again. "I wish Diego and you the best. Invite me to the wedding, alright?" He tried to smile and hide the hurt, but I could see it through him.

I tried to not show that I knew, so I started grinning "Eat your eggs, Gilinsky."