❁Omaha Interracial Preferences and Imagines❁ (Completed)

Promise 3 (Jack Johnson)

I smiled at the note and picked the box up.

"Mom look." She glanced over at me and smiled.

"Oh yeah that came earlier" She wiped off the table and walked over to me.

"It's from Jack" a smile spread across my face again.

"I knew it. He always had a thing for you" I shook my head rapidly.

"No he doesn't. I think he would've told me that already, we've been friends for as long as I could remeber."

"Yeah and that's why I thought you two would grow up and get married already. But I guess none of you ever wanted to tell the other person"

I raised an eyebrow at her.

"How do you know that?"

She stopped and turned around.

"I just know"

I shook my head and brought the box upstairs with me.

I quickly texted Jack before either went to sleep.

I reached over for my phone when I heard the text notification.

Y/N: Hey. I got the package you made. That's really sweet but I wish I knew what was inside.

Baby J: well you have to open it when you get there

Y/N: you're making this alot harder than it has to be.

Baby J: I'm still in rehearsal so I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you

Y/N: Love you too...

So how is it so far?