Jack had Johnson pick him up later that day.
It was still so surreal. You know? Of course you wouldn't, I mean, I barely do.
It was just unreal that I spent a whole day, and a whole night, with Jack Gilinsky.
I treat him like a normal person, but it's just weird that I'm friends with someone famous. I mean, it's like when you have a crush on someone from school, and they don't even know you exist. And then one day, they notice you, and you start talking. You end up dating, and it's like, what? Is this actually happening?
Yeah, it's exactly like that. That's exactly how it felt.
I decided to finally look at Twitter.
"Who is she?", "Are they dating?", "Does MB know about her?", "She's not even pretty."
Those were just a few of the things that I saw all over Twitter, but something caught my eye.
"Jack Gilinsky followed you."
Okay, so now Jack follows me. Nice.
I read some more of the replies that the pictures were getting. There were so many. Not only were there lots of replies, but there were lots of pictures of Jack and me.
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Promise me you won't look at those replies, Ana.
I don't think your fans really like me :')
Anaaaaaa. Are you okay? Do you need me to come over?
No, I'm okay. I'm quite used to receiving rudeness from people. It's nothing.
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Sorry for such a short chapter.
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FanfictionJack Gilinsky drunk texts his friend one night, except it's not his friend. It happens to be a girl named Ana, who doesn't believe him when he says he's Jack Gilinsky. Not just texting.
