"Will you be there for the match tomorrow?" Jack suddenly asked his best friend over the phone, making her eyes go wide.
"What?" She questioned, her heart picking up it's speed as she thought about finally seeing him again.
"I want you to be there tomorrow for the semifinal," He stated, a smile forming on his lips.
"Really?" Y/N asked, running a hand through her y/h/c hair.
"Of course, Y/N. You're by best friend and my biggest supporter," He assured her, which made her smile brightly as well as he chuckled slightly.
"Well, that's on very short notice; I don't know if I'll be able to get a flight to Paris that fast," She mumbled, sighing quietly.
"That's no problem, darling, I have everything planned for you," He answered, while she raised her eyebrows.
"What do you mean?" She questioned, looking at a picture in front of her; it was one of her and Jack and it was taken when he had won the tournament in Housten.
"I've booked a flight for you yesterday," He said, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Really?" She asked, her eyes lightening up immediately, "Thank you so much!"
"Anything for my favorite girl," Jack replied, well aware that this comment would make her blush.
"You're the best," Y/N stated, the smile on her lips growing by the second.
"I know," He answered, making her roll her eyes, "I'll send you all the details for your flight in a minute."
"Thank you," She said again as he started chuckling.
"You already said that," He commented, running a hand through his blondish hair, "and it should be my saying thank you, Y/N because you are always there to support me."
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When he woke up in the next morning, Jack was beyond nervous; he would play in the semifinals of the French Open against World's number one in Tennis, Andy Murray.
The only thing that could calm him down a little was the thought that Y/N would be there to support him; thinking about her somehow always made a huge smile find it's way onto his lips.
As he was walking towards the court together with his coach to train a little before the big match, he was stopped by some people from the media who wanted to interview him.
"Can we ask you a few questions, Jack?"
"Yes, sure."
"Are you ready for the big match?"
"Well, I think I am; I'll for sure give my best."
"I'm sure you'll do great. Do you have any special tactic?"
"Not really, I'll just give everything to win."
"How important is the support of your family and friends for you?"
"It's unbelievable important; without their support I'd be nowhere."
"Okay, we still have one last question, it's quiet a personal one; we haven't seen your girlfriend here all week long, will she be there today?"
Jack's eyes went wide as he realized what the interviewer just said. "I don't have a girlfriend, but if you mean my best friend, Y/N, she will be there today," He explained, making the man opposite to him chuckle slightly.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry then. You two always seem so close. Maybe you should ask her out after the match," The interviewer suggested, laughing as he saw how shocked Jack was.
"Maybe I should," The tennis player just replied before taking the interviewer's hand.
"Thank you very much for the interview," He stated, smiling at Jack before turning towards the camera again.
"No problem," The American mumbled, quickly walking towards his coach.
"Do Y/N and I seem like we're together?' He asked, making his coach raise his eyebrows.
"A bit," He replied, shrugging his shoulders after gesturing to the court, "We should train now."
While they walked onto the court, Jack quickly took his phone out of his pocket and looked at his latest Intagram post; it was a video of him and Y/N playing tennis together.
He looked through a few comments and started to run a hand through his hair nervously as he realized that all of his fans thought that she was his girlfriend.
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"Yes!" Jack screamed before throwing his hands up in happiness; he just won the semifinal of the French Open and would play against Rafael Nadal tomorrow.
He looked to the side and saw Y/N standing in his box, a huge smile on her face as she clapped loudly and even had to wipe a single tear of happiness away.
"I'm so proud of you," She mouthed to him and he couldn't help, but immediately run towards her.
She leaned down to say something, but he completely took her by surprise, when he placed his hands on her cheek and pressed his lips to hers in a soft kiss.
"What was that?" Y/N questioned as they broke apart and he carefully took her hand.
Jack just shrugged his shoulders, while smiling up at her.
Y/N quickly ran a hand through his blondish hair with a huge smile before leaning down to kiss him again.
"I guess I should thank the interviewer and my fans for making me realize that I'm in love with you."
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