I'm Not Who You Think I Am (A Jack Maynard FanFic) #Wattys2016

Chapter 5

EMILYS POV

I wake up and stretch

Me and Conor ended up coming home and watching a film

And as promised, Jack never came home last night

I don't know why that makes me, feel like I do

I reach over and grab my phone

I open my snapchat to clear my feed

I see that Jack snapchatted last night

I press his story and the videos with the lads appear

Then a video of him dancing at a night club appears, I see him pull a girl into the view of the camera (A/N: Jack's snapchat at the top)

What the fuck?

I sit up abruptly, I can feel something bubbling up inside me

I throw the covers off and put my phone back not wanting to look at it anymore

I remember that I am meant to be meeting Mikey for lunch

I throw some casual clothes on and take a picture for Instagram

But hey that is what I do

I go into the kitchen to make some breakfast

I am just spreading some butter on my toast when I hear

"Morning babe"

I turn to see a shirtless Conor

"Morning" I say as I throw a slice of toast at him and he catches it

This is how every morning goes

I see Josh walk in

"Mornin" he mumbles and throws himself down on the sofa with his phone

"Do you want some toast?" I ask

"Yes please" he says

I throw some at him and it lands on his chest

"Where's Jack?" He asks

"He text me last night, telling me he wasn't coming home" I said lifting his long legs up and siting under where he feet where

Conor rolls his eyes as he sits down and pulls his phone out

I turn the Tv on, not wanting to get my phone

I don't get why I feel like that, I mean Jack is my best friend

I haven't felt like that since Lydia

I sigh as I flick through the channels on the Tv, this was a ritual before I turn on Netflix

I get to E! and I see the Keeping Up With The Kardashians is on

I smile as I see it is the one where Khloe, Kendall and Kylie go in disguise to go on a bus tour

"Can you turn this shit off please?" Conor groans and rolls his eyes

What is his fucking problem?

I give him a 'shut the fuck up' look as I continue to watch

Conor is nothing like Jack, me and Jack have spent many, many hours watching this program

Let's be honest we could probably recite it to you

I smile at the thought

I remember when I dared Jack to go as Khloe Kardashian for Halloween, he said he would only do it if I went as Kourtney Kardashian

Well, guess who got best dressed at the party

We are like partners in crime

Jack is always willing to sit down and watch whatever I want

I guess this is why me and Jack are best friends

I look at the time on the tv

13:07/1:07

Mikey told me to meet him at 1:30

Shocked, that I had actually sat there and watched Tv for ages and another episode was coming on

I get up and go to my room to get my phone

I see Mikey has texted me telling me he has left his flat

I get my bag and I leave the flat, not bothering to lock the door because the boys are in

We decided to meet at this little café that me and Mikey had been to for years

The boys always wanted to meet in Starbucks but we like it in here

So many memories

I sigh as I order tea for me and Mikey and sit down at a table waiting for him to arrive

I hear the door open and I turn to see Mikey

I smile and gesture him towards me

"Hey Em did you order?" He asks, I roll my eyes

"Of course I did, now sit" I say laughing

He sits down facing me with a chuckle

"Well we haven't done this in a while, what's wrong?" I ask, the tea is placed in front of us

I pour myself a cup as does Mikey

"Why would there be anything wrong? Can't a brother ask his sister to go to lunch?" He asks

"Cut the crap Mikey, what happening?" I ask raising an eyebrow

He gulps before taking a sip of his tea

Oh boy...

MIKEYS POV

"I heard about your date with Conor" I say, sighing as I put my cup down

"Yes and? What's that got to do with you?" She asks tilting her head slightly

"I'm your big brother and I care about you" I say reaching my hand out to her but she doesn't respond

"So what are you trying to say?" Emily asks before taking another sip of her tea

She puts it down quite forcefully making me move my hand away

"I don't trust Conor" I mumble

She looks me dead in the eyes

"How can you say that? He has been your best friend for years" she says running her hand through her hair

"I love him like a brother, but I've seen what he is like with girls, he is a player" I say

I can clearly see that, she doesn't believe me

But trust me, when it all goes to shit, I'm going to be the one picking up the pieces of her broken heart

"Well you clearly don't know Conor like I do, he isn't a player at all" she says stubbornly

I roll my eyes

No one says anything for a few minutes

"So how's Jack?" She wonders with a slight smile on her face

On the inside, I was smirking

Only she would changed the subject from Conor to Jack

"He's fine, we went out last night" I say shrugging

Trust me, Jack drank a lot last night, probably to take his mind off Emily

"Oh I know that, I saw pictures" Emily says with a little laugh

There is a pause for a moment

"Who was that girl, I saw on Jack's snapchat?" She asks taking a sip of her tea

Shit Jack, what have you done?