Jack Wilder X Reader - Two of Hearts

Good Luck

~JACK'S P.O.V.~

Once we got home from meeting Li, we all changed into our outfits. I changed in the bedroom, and (Y/N) moved to the closet. I got a white t-shirt, a black leather jacket, jeans, and black tennis shoes. Surprised? Well, I also bought a black hat, so that's different I guess.

Afterwards, we all sat downstairs, and waited for 9 o'clock. (Y/N) was on Jesse's laptop, Dylan and I were watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1, and Marritt and Danny were talking to Jesse. 

At around 7 o'clock, a food delivery guy dropped off some Chinese food. We all ate in front of BBC news. And hey, guess what the major article of the day was?!?! 

"Tonight, The Four Horsemen will be appearing in London tonight. Everyone around the world will be watching, as the performance will be shown in Time Square, on the Sydney Opera House, and other famous landmarks around the world," the broadcaster said.

"Looks like we're going to have quite the audience," Marritt said.

"I'm actually starting to get nervous," I said.

"(Y/N), are you sure you can handle this?" Danny asked.

She shrugged. "Too late to back out now, right?"

We all nodded in agreement. We kept eating, as we watched the news.

About 3 hours after the news ended, we had to wish Jesse goodbye, and that we'd be back at around 1 in the morning. He waved goodbye, and we each got into 1 of the cars, me, (Y/N), and Danny, because we were the 1st 3 shows, then in the back car Marritt and Dylan. I sat in front, with (Y/N) right behind me, and Danny next to her. The cars took off, and we drove through the busy London traffic.

"So, we meet at Greenwich?" (Y/N) asked.

"Yes. There will be motorcycles, and Li will be hiding to take us to the barge. Jack, are you sure you're ready for the hypnosis?"

"I'm ready," I replied. This was true, in a sense. It was my first hypnosis on someone who wasn't a homeless person that (Y/N) connected me with to practice, so I was definitely very nervous, but at the same time confident. Does that even make sense?! 

The London traffic on New Year's Eve was definitely something I never want to experience ever again. It was some of that dead-stop traffic, like in New York. God I missed home. Anyways, we pulled up in front of my stop. 

"Good luck, Spade," (Y/N) said as I got out of the car. 

I looked back at her. "Good luck to you too, beautiful. And you too, Danny," I responded, as I closed the door, and weaved through the crowd to my performance spot.

~YOUR P.O.V.~

The car started moving again to your performance spot. Danny looked at you, with an eyebrow raised. "He calls you-"

"You say nothing," you snapped back.

"He's got a thing for you, you know. I convinced him to tell me."

"I know."

"What're you gonna do about it?"

"You'll see." You look back out the window. "Did you plan last night?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean. With us 2 sharing a bed."

"I don't push people off the bed, Dylan doesn't kick. We ship you 2, and we wanted you to get to get together so badly we stalked him on social media and found out about the bedrooms, and we lied about our sleeping conditions."