Drunk {Jack Gilinsky}

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"Girl, no."

Amal rolled her eyes at her best friend, Reese Abdulla.

"He's fine as fuck though. That's all I'm saying." Reese smiled over at Amal Almazan, who was sitting in the passenger seat. They were on their way to the airport. Amal was moving to California - where her long-time male best friend, Jack, currently lived.

"He is sexy," Chellie Robertson, Amal and Reese's ride or die, looked up from her phone.

That girl's always on her fucking phone.

"Yeah, but that's my boy." Amal smiled thinking of all of the memories she had with Jack.
They first met when her family moved to America from Barbados, and they've been chatting ever since.

"I still think that ya'll are gonna end up fucking." Reese pressed the metal to the floor.

Amal smirked and looked out of the window, cherishing her last memories of Oregon.

~Amal~

"Bye, thank you." I said, getting out of the taxicab, standing in front of my new home. It wasn't the largest house, but I made that money myself and I was proud of it.

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After setting my bags down in one of the empty rooms, I took out my phone and tried for the best selfie. I settled on a full-body one, aiming to get all of my newfound curves in.

"Sexy, can I," I spoke to myself and chuckled, captioning the photo "life in cali."
and putting my phone down in my bum pocket.

My stomach rumbled, echoing around the empty house.
"I'm hungry," I sung to myself, walking into the empty kitchen.

"I know this little girl, her name is maxine. Her beauty is 'a bunch of rose. If I ever tell you 'bout maxine. You would asay, I don't know what I know "

I struggled trying to pull my phone out of the jean pocket. I nearly missed the phone call, but seeing who's name was on the screen cause me to nearly flipped my shit.

"I almost thought you weren't going to answer."

That voice.
It was Gilinsky, my Gilinsky.

I giggled.

"That giggle."
"Nigga, shut up."

I could hear him laughing.
"I missed your voice."

I was hella cheesing, but he ain't gotta know all that.
"You're not that happy to hear my voice."
"No, forreal. I missed that sexy ass accent."

I laughed.
"Whatever. Why you call me?"
"You're in Cali?"
"Yeah. I kind of live here now."
"I need to see you."

That alone nearly made me pass out. I don't know why he has that affect on me.
Bitch, he's just your brother.

"I missed ya Jacky. I need to hag ya."
There was a bit of silence on the phone.
"Gilinsky? You there?"

"I just didn't think we'd be movin' to that already. Let me run to the store real quick to get some condoms?"

I could hear the smirk in his voice.
"White boy, shut up. I need to bother you. I missed it."

"You should come over - no. You are coming over. I'll text you my address. And I missed you."

I chuckled.
"'Let me just eat-"
"Hell no. You take forever. I got some food here baby."
"Don't rush me."

"I'll rush if I want to. You know you like it fast, ma. Hurry up so I can see that fine ass of yours."

I was probably blushing. Nah I was blushing.
Okay I might have a small crush.

"Shut up."

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I know this is hella short, but y'know....