(Finished) Saying Excuses jacksepticeye x reader. SEQUAL TOO DRESSED IN FEAR

Flesh And Metal

YOUR P.O.V. I REPEAT YOUR P.O.V.

You and Jack walk side to side, holding hands. You are still laughing because you got kicked out of the restaurant, not everyone would find that funny. But you two can make life a comedy. Your faces are lit up from the joy and you decide to just make walk down the block.

Neither you nor Jack knows where you are going to go. Jack had not planned anything after the restaurant because he did not expect to get kicked out. So you walk hand in hand, hoping that time will pass slower and hours will feel like days.

You do not want the morning to come, or the night to fill the sky. You want to live for eternity in this simple moment, knowing that no one can change a thing about what is going to happen. You do not want to be walked home by your boyfriend, nor do you want to let go of his soft hands.

You refuse to leave his side; your love goes deeper than any root in the ground, more intense than the scariest horror movie and happier than any Disney movie yet to be made. You are the perfect couple, you fit together like two puzzle pieces that had been lost in the box and found each other just second before they wanted to give up.

Jack has his arm around you; his skin touches your bare neck. You returned Jack his jacked, because he was freezing. And maybe because a part of you is hoping you will get ill, so Jack will make hot chocolate for you, cuddle you and never leave your side.

Your dress is not the warmest dress you ever had, but certainly the prettiest of them all. It lets the princess in you shine through slightly, the beautiful girl that helps others and is always kind, the person that changed so many lives without even thinking about it.

Jack kisses you on the cheek, softly and controlled, but you can feel the fire burning its way through the shield that Jack has made to protect others. The wall that he thinks keeps others safe. And you just want nothing more than the fire to finally show him he is not keeping anyone save tonight.

'I love you, although you just got us kicked out of the restaurant,' he smiles and you blush slightly. Knowing that Jack loves you is the most important thing in the world. You don't care about anything else than your jackaboy to be safe.

'It wasn't my fault, you're the loud one!' you laugh and than just realise how loud you where yourself. You laugh even harder as you continue to walk down the block.

Jack laughs too, his face stunning from every side. If someone would say that nobody is perfect you could simply say: "I know someone who is." Your boyfriend continues to smile and you stare at him being happy. Not for the reason that you are thinking his laugh is weird, he simply looks almost too adorable when he laughs and bends through his knees a slight bit.

You walk further, your feet are hurting from your heels and you don't remember the reason why you wanted to walk on these. To impress Jack, you think and that is the most foolish thing anyone ever thought. You don't have to impress Jack by walking on heels. You already impress him by the fact that you are such a kind and sweet human being.

'I'm not!' Jack screams. Everyone walking has heard him and they turn around or look up from what they were doing. Jack quickly walks down the sidewalk even further so he doesn't have to notice all those eyes staring at him. You follow him with pain eating your feet away. You want to sit down and wait for a couple of minutes. So you stop walking and simple lean to the wall.

'Could we stop walking for a minute please? My feet are killing me!' you cringe and your boyfriend runs up to you, forgetting all those staring eyes. He doesn't care about them anymore; he just wants to make sure you are safe. He kneels down and you let him. You don't have to energy to refuse, so you wait for him to stand up again.

Slow and in a very seductive way, he "opens" your left shoe and you moan once the wind hits your skin. You close your eyes as he carefully lowers your foot onto the cold floor. You see that he hates the sound of your cringes, therefore he looks up.

His eyes meet yours and he waits for you to say something. You just make a move to bend down and unzip the other shoe yourself. Jack prevents you from doing so, with the polite words: 'Let me help you, I'll make sure you are going to be fine.'

The concerned Irishman he is, he pleads with his eyes to let him continue what he started: helping you. You simply nod because any word would come out wrong. The fact that Jack sounded like he would slay a dragon for you warms your heart. And those words are being tested when two bright car lights seem to rush your way.

Two bright lights come rushing down your way and seem to have lost control. You want to yell something but fear has taken away your voice. The lights are rushing towards you as if you where the finish line to its race. In your eyes the shining dots reflect and you see how the car comes closer and closer.

'Jack watch out!' you yell but it is already too late, the car cannot be stopped although it doesn't seem as if the driver cares about the people he is going to hit. Jack looks up and sees the machine coming. He gasps and jumps up from the floor with sudden adrenaline rushing through his veins.

He jumps in front of you, trying to protect you no matter what. You want to push him away and make sure that he is safe but Jacks arms are stronger than yours and you have to wait for the bumper to hit you.

You can already feel the iron hitting your skin and the awful sound of two bodies hitting the ground. You don't care of you will survive, as long as Jack will be fine and with that last thought in mind you turn around.

Jacks spine collides with the wall making you the one that is going to be hit first. You see the fear in his eyes and the pain he has by seeing you saving him. Tears come streaming down his cheeks and you want to say just three words because they might be your last: 'I LOVE YOU!'

Your side comes in contact with the bumper and you feel a rush of pain cutting through your flesh. You yell loudly as your knees give up and you are at the mercy of the driver. The iron beast rips your consciousness from your body and you close your eyes. Life becomes a blur and you are trapped in your mind, banging on the walls, wishing that somebody will hear you.

Your body flies through the air even if it is just for a second. Your side is bleeding uncontrollably, your shoes are ripped apart from your feet and you land on top of the car with a loud noise of flesh and metal hitting each other.

Some people think that you would wake up from such a fall or so much pain but your mind decides your soul is safer without feeling all the pain. So you are trapped inside your body, yelling and screaming for help. But nobody can hear you, floating in between death and life.

Not even Jack.

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I know I said that the next chapter was going to be Jacks p.o.v. but I realized that there where only 4 other chapters in your pint of view and i thought that this car crash was something you had to "witness/feel" too. I hope you enjoy and I think some of you already know who was the driver.

Thanks again for all the support and love. You have no idea how much that means to me and I love you cornflakes;)

Stay BOSS!!!