ex - j.g

nineteen;

gilinsky;

"okay man, i'll talk to you later. have fun on your date with isabelle." johnson says ending the call, me practically being able to see and hear his smirk through the phone.

but right before i could put my phone down and walk away – nate calls me.

"hello?" i answer, somewhat knowing that he knew about my date.

"hey gilinsky. listen, johnson speaks loud on the phone, so i know about your date with isabelle." i knew it, "if you think im'ma be mad, i ain't. just, do one thing for me, g?" he says.

"yeah, what's that?" i ask him, curious as to what i could do for him.

he stumbles with his words before finalizing his sentence and saying, "uh.. treat her right, 'ight? you know how good of a girl she is. i don't want you to hurt her... or her to get hurt at all."

in the background i hear sammy yell, "skate cares about a girl?!"

i laugh at sammy's remark, but then respond to nate's request, "i will, i will."

"have fun on your date, 'ight g?"

"alright, thanks for calling." i say and he ends the call.

finally, it's time for me to leave. so i put my phone down in the middle of the two seats, and start my car, preparing to drive to isabelle's.

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"jack gilinsky?" isabelle and i look up at the familiar voice that apprently knows me.

"shawn?" i ask, "hey man, how've you been?" i say and hug him.

he shrugs, "pretty good. hey, isabelle." he smiles at her, as i sit back down.

"hey shawn." she smiles and stands to hug him.

"what're you doin' in omaha?" i laugh, as isabelle sits back down.

"nash and cam are here with me for meetings. we're working on some secret stuff." he rubs his hands together, "what about you guys? i thought you guys were living in los angeles?"

"uh, my mom passed. so i had to come and help out. then jack offered to stay, while nate, sammy and johnson went back to la." isabelle explains.

"isabelle, i'm so sorry. if you ever want to talk, you can trust me." shawn says and smiles at her.

"thanks shawn." she says and gives him a soft smile.

"well im'ma be off. nice seeing you guys!" shawn says and waves at us, before leaving.

"he's such a nice little boy." she smiles and does a little jittery dance.

i laugh, "he's only a little younger than you, isabelle."

"a little younger, so still little." she sticks out her tounge and i shake my head, laughing.

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"thanks, jack." she smiled at me, about to get out of the car.

"wait, i.. i have one more thing to ask you." i say, grabbing her arm.

"yeah?" she asks and sinks back into her seat.

i breathe in, knowing this is do or die.

"you can say no, but.. uh..."

she looks at me with wide eyes, waiting for the question.

"will you be my girlfriend, isabelle?"