ex - j.g

five;

gilinsky;

"bro, i'm not ready." nate continues to pace around the upper floor.

today isabelle is coming over. so yeah, nate's understandably nervous to see his ex girlfriend.

"it'll be fine!" johnson groans at our best friend.

"she's gonna be here any minute!" i spring up from the couch and grab nate by the shoulders, "listen bro, yeah she's your ex... but she's also willing to come here. where you practically live, so she can't hate you that much."

"you're right." he sighs.

i pretend to flip my imaginary hair, "i know i am." nate and sammy both roll their eyes.

"yeah, whatever g." johnson scoffs.

"shut up, j. where's your smart idea?" i fire back to him.

"okay, okay. you're right." johnson holds his arms up in defence.

about fifteen minutes have gone by, and the door was knocked upon.

"who's gonna get it? jack, you do it." nate signals to me.

i sigh, but walk over to the front door. as i am preparing myself to open it, nate makes a signal at me to hurry up.

when i open the door, i reveal isabelle, who is dressed in black ripped skinny jeans and a black slightly cropped top.

"hey." i say and allow her to step inside.

she smiles and softly says, "hi jack." she's obviously nervous, which doesn't help with the stressed nate in the room as well.

johnson comes to greet our old friend, "hey izzy!" he opens his arms to embrace her.

"hi jj." she smiles and embraces him.

"you still look the same. just older, and even more attractive than before." he smiles at her.

she smiles back at him, "you too, jj, you too." and then pats the boy on the back.

sammy quickly arises from the couch as we enter the living room.

"izz!" sam embraces her as fast as possible. he then holds her shoulders and spins her around to look at her, "god. you're still beautiful."

"thanks sammy. you're still a crazy guy, huh?" she laughs.

he nods, "you got it."

lastly was nate. we all decided to leave the two alone for a few minutes.