Magcon Boys One Shots

Jack and Jack

Jack Johnson's POV

I look at all my friends laughing at some joke Cameron made.

I immediately find myself looking at Jack Gilinsky, loving the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles.

I go on my phone and see I have 20 new notifications on Twitter.

I click on the bell and see some fans tweeted me.

I don't know why, but I click on a hate comment.

It read ' Oh my god @JackJackJohnson should go kill himself #KillJohnson'.

I don't know why but at that moment the scars on my wrist itched.

I gently scratched them, all the pain flooding back into my mind.

I tapped the hashtag and scrolled through the tweets.

'#KillJohnson @JackJackJohnson doesn't deserve a beauty like Jack Gilinsky. Like, how are they even friends? Jack needs to just go die and everyone will be happy,'

'#KillJohnson @JackJackJohnson kill yourself. No one will miss u'

I kept reading and bit my lip to keep from crying.

"Guys I'm going to Jack and I's room." I say, my voice ever so slightly cracking.

"Night bro," Cam says and I notice that Jack Gilinsky (I call him G) looked curious, as if he noticed I was upset.

I walk to Jack and I's hotel room and close the door.

I don't think to lock the door and went to the bathroom.

I locked that door and turned on the bath.

When it was full I stripped down to nothing but my shorts and stepped in.

I cried.

I sobbed and sobbed, biting my arm to keep from making noise.

I looked at the side of the bathtub.

I spotted my razor.

I picked it up, getting a blade from inside.

I set the blade on my wrist, the tears coming harder and harder.

I pushed down, creating a new cut and having blood spill into the water, creating a blotch of red.

My pain seemed to flow away with the blood, so I did it over and over again, and when I ran out of the room it went to my stomach.

I heard the hotel room door open.

"JJ, Jack you in here?" I heard G call, closing the door behind him,

I sob loudly, knowing that I'll never be able to be with the love of my life, Jack Gilinsky.

I'm going to die, right now, in the bathtub.

I throw the blade and sob loudly.

"JACK!! JACK OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!!" G was yelling, banging on the door.

I sob again, tears treaming down my face.

The banging stops and in a few seconds a loud 'bang' was heard, obvious that G was trying to get in.

"JACK PLEASE OPEN THIS DOOR!! PLEASE TELL ME YOU AREN'T DOING WHAT I THINK YOU ARE!!" And with one loud crash the door crashed open, revealing a tear stained Jack Gilinsky.

"JACK!" He screams, noticing the bloody water I'm sitting in, seeing the tears run down my face.

He puts his hand under my arms and lifts me out of the bathtub, setting me in his arms and cradling me.

"Why?" He whispers, crying.

I fall to the ground and Jack sits next to me, turning me around,practically making me straddle him.

I throw my head into his neck and he sets his hand on the back of my neck.

He grabs a towel and puts it around my wrists and puts another on my stomach.

"Jack, why? I would of killed myself if you died." He admits, crying into my hair.

"W-why would you care i-if I d-died?" He sobs.

"Because Jack, I love you. I have ever since 6th grade. You are my world, and if you died, it would be like my world was ending." He says, and I stop sobbing but the tears still remaining.

"I-I love YOU Jack," I quietly admit.

He lifts my chin and slowly kisses me.

"Why did you do this?" He asked, menaing my cutting.

"Because the hate got too much. They said I don't deserve you Jack," I say, the tears stopping.

"I don't care what they say. I will alwys love you. I will protect you and I will never let you go," He says, kissing me slowly again.

* * * * * *

After Jack gently cleaned me up we cleaned the bathtub and then laid down on the bed.

I put on one of G's sweatshirts.

I fell onto the bed and a second later he climbed in after me.

He gently grabs my wrist and pulls down the sleeve, careful not to hurt me.

He kisses my scars.

"Please tell me you'll never do this again," He pleads, looking into my eyes.

"I promise." I say.

Then I jump up, grabbing a black sharpie off the table.

"Whatare you doing?" He asks, tilting his head in confusion. looking absolutely adorable.

"You'll see," I say, laying back down next to him again.

On my fourth finger (Ring finger) I draw an infinity sign, and I do the same on Jack.

"Forever and always?" I ask.

"'Till six feet under." He replies, kissing me.