Jack and Jack Imagines

The Other Jack Walks In On a Fight - Johnson

"How hard is it for you to be honest with me?" I holler at my boyfriend.

"I am being honest with you!" Jack shouts back.

"Obviously not, you told me you weren't texting her anymore!" I motion towards his phone.

We were just resting on his bed when he went to look through the fridge for something to eat.

His phone went off so I innocently looked over at the noise and saw a text from a girl who's already caused issues in our relationship which is why he told me he stopped talking to her.

She sent him the kissy face emoji and a pickup line.

Then I went off.

"Because I'm not!"

"Then why the hell text you, Jack?" I ask hysterically.

"Because she's still into me, it's not my fault I'm irresistible," he replies calmer.

"Whoa dude," a voice snorts from the doorway.

We look over, anger still covering our faces and see Jack G and Nash standing there.

"Whatever," I mumble, reaching down to pick up everything I left on the coffee table.

I just want to leave so we don't have to argue in front of the boys. "You can go be irresistible to every other girl then."

I start to walk towards the door when Jack grabs my wrist, pulling me back towards him.

"I'm telling you the truth, here, look through my phone," Jack admits, handing me the electronic.

I give him a suspicious look before unlocking it.

My cheeks flush in embarrassment when I don't find anything.

"Alright," I sigh, handing him his phone back. "I'm sorry for assuming."

"It's alright," he pulls me into his chest, "Here, I'll block her."

"And why didn't you do that in the first place?" I teasingly raise my eyebrows at my boyfriend, who rolls his eyes playfully and kisses my lips.

"Young love," Jack G says teasingly before jumping onto the couch.