Jack's POV
I couldn't even speak, I didn't even want to because I'm sure whatever I say will only make matters worst because I always fuck everything up.My heart ached for Ariana as she sat across from me trying to keep her eyes looking out the window the whole ride. I know she was trying not to cry, I know she feels so betrayed.
I wanted to grab her and just hold her, I wish I could take back everything I said to hurt her because she doesn't deserve being hurt. I don't deserve her.
Before I could even try to do anything the car stopped and she hopped out, I paid our driver and started my way into the hotel.
When I got in Ariana was already in a elevator going up to our room so I waited for the next elevator to arrive. When I walked around the corner Ariana was waiting for me to open the door seeing I was the one with the key.
She kept running her fingers through her hair trying to keep her feelings inside, not allowing me to see how much she was hurt.
"Ariana im so sor-" she cut me off "just open the damn door Jack" her voice cracked at the end as a single tear ran down her face before she quickly wiped it, I unlocked the door allowing her to walk in first like I always do.
She started moving all our junk off the extra bed that we both thought we weren't going to have to use and just to see her so upset mad me so upset with my self that I could feel the anger building up. Before giving myself time to fuck more things up I grabbed the room key and walked out of the room.
I cant see her like that knowing that I caused it and that she probably couldn't even stand the sight of me at this point.
Ariana's POV
He walked out with pure anger on his face but at this point I didn't care. Before I could even stop myself I was crying, and I wasn't even crying over the fact that Jack thinks he might still like Madison its the fact that I care about him so much and that I was stupid enough to think that we could actually be a thing.She's so much better than me in every way and now that I think about I see why he would want to go back to her, she's absolutely perfect.
I wiped the tears off my face and walked over to my suitcase, I unzip it looking for some pajamas to put on but of course Jack's shirt from the night before was on top. I couldn't resist the feeling of just wanting to smell his cologne so I took my shirt and shorts off and slipped his shirt on.
This only made me cry more, why did I have to want him so bad? why does he effect me this way?
I crawled into the bed across from the one Jack and I shared just nights before and turned the lights out leaving myself in the dark with just my thoughts and the aroma of his cologne.
Jack's POV
I walked all around the hotel just trying to calm myself down and once I felt okay enough I headed back to the room.Once I walked into the pitch black room I carefully walked over to the bed before turning the night stand light on. I looked across me to see Ariana's back facing me, I didn't want to bother her so I just turned the light out and allowed her to sleep.
I slipped my shirt and shorts off and crawled in bed, the smell of her lingered on the sheets from the pervious night and my heart broke more and more. I tried to make myself fall asleep for at lease thirty minutes but I couldn't.
I sat back up and turned the light on again I cant sleep knowing she is hurting. I walked over to the other bed and sat down, she was sound asleep but she didn't look like she was resting. I started to rub her back and noticed that she was wearing one of my shirts as I felt a tear slide down my cheek, she doesn't deserve to be treated like this I don't deserve her at all but I wanted her so badly.
My thoughts were so fucked up and I know I don't ever want to be with Madison again I don't know what made me feel like I wasn't over her but I know now I could never be with her again, after seeing Ariana hurt like this made me realize I cant bare the fact of having someone else love her or making her hurt more than this and I know that may sound selfish but its the truth.
Ariana's POV
I woke up to Jack rubbing my back the way he always does and for a second I didn't want to let him know I was awake so I just kept my eyes closed. He began to whisper "I'm so fucking stupid" he sounded like he was crying but before I opened my eyes to see if he was he whispered again "I'm so so so sorry baby"I opened my puffy eyes and sat up "Jack"
I looked at him and his eyes were red and his lips were swollen "I- Im so sorry Ariana" he apologized but before I could say anything he spoke again "you don't deserve this and I don't deserve you, I'm so sorry for making you hurt or making you feel like you didn't mean anything to me. I know you won't believe me when I say this but I care so much about you and I don't want to be with anyone else but you."
I grabbed his hand "Ja-" he cut me off once again "no Ariana Im so sorry I mean that and I understand if you don't want to be with me but I want you to know that I want to be with you and only you. I don't "think" I have feelings for Madison I know for a fact that I have feelings for you and that I want to be with you"
He placed his his head in his hands as he sat off the edge of the bed and I heard him say "I'm such a fuck up"
I placed my hand on his back "no your not Jack" I moved over making room for him on the bed "please just lay with me" and thats just what he did. He slid underneath the blankets and held me tightly and I know it might sound crazy but I think that is what we both wanted and needed.
I didn't want to hold this against him, he told me how he felt and he thought about what he said and if everything he just told me is true then there is no sense of making this something bigger than it is when it could just be stopped now.
"Ariana"
"yes?"
"I love you"
"I love you too"
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Daydream // J.g
Fanfictionday·dream ˈdāˌdrēm/ noun 1. a series of pleasant thoughts that distract one's attention from the present. synonyms: (a) reverie, a trance, (a) fantasy, a vision.