lullaby • jack maynard

15: can i face time u??

[bold: jack/italics: lilah]

aw jack hahah you're so cute

ofc i'd love to go out with you :))

it's ok if you don't want to

oh

really?

thought you were gonna say no oops

why would i say no?

idk

you're weird

i've been told

it's okay though

weird is nice

you're weird too lilah

i like your type of weird

i can be really weird

but not as much as u

doubt it

fück off jack

no

i wanna talk to u

we are talking

ugh

like keep talking

can i face time u??

sure

just give me 5 minutes

why

hurry up

some of us don't always look good on face time yanno?

lilah i bet you look gorgeous

give me 5 minutes and we'll see :))

ugh fine

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lilah's pov:

i asked jack for 5 minutes just so i could at least do something with the mess that i call my hair, and maybe some concealer for the dark circles under my eyes.

i went over to the giant mirror on my drawer and took off my pony tail. i scrunched my nose because of how horrible it looked.

i grabbed my brush and started coming through my long black hair.

it wasn't working. it looked like i had a really hairy cat on my head.

i grumbled and turned on my hair straightener. this will definitely work.

after a lot more than 5 minutes, i looked good enough for me to be comfortable with myself.

i took my phone and texted jack.

ok i'm ready

a few seconds later, my own face appears on my screen and i pressed the accept button on it.

jack took some time, shuffling his phone to get the right angle,"there she is, in all her glory, lilah jones after more than 5 bloody minutes."

i smiled sheepishly, "sorry about that, my hair was a mess."

he laughed loudly, "it still is."

i glared at him through the screen, "fuck off, jack."

"oh c'mon, i'm only messing with ya."

i rolled my eyes, "yeah, whatever."

jack did this face. he's trying to read me, looking at me and scanning my whole face.

he squinted his eyes at the screen, "you're not actually mad right?"

i giggled, "god jack, you're so gullible."

his face went back to normal and he grinned at me, "well, sometimes i can't read your sassiness!"

i rolled my eyes, again, "you're impossible."

he laughed and did some more shuffling.

suddenly, a body went over jack and his phone was out of his grasp and all i heard were screams and slapping, the white ceiling being the only thing visible.

"hello lilah!"

i kept looking at my phone and conor appeared now, a huge grin on his face.

i laughed to myself, trying to figure out everything that happened.

"hey, conor."

i heard muffled groaning and conor slapped the bed. or what i think it's the bed.

"shut up, jack."

the realization dawned to me. i slapped a hand over my mouth to conceal the hyena like laughter that came out.

i kept laughing maniacally while conor just grinned and glanced down at the body under him.

i recovered a bit, taking deep breaths. "get off him, conor!"

conor pouted, "but this is so much fun lilah!"

i glared at him playfully, "let the guy breathe."

conor looked down and poked jack, then looked bat at me, "he is breathing."

i gave him a look, once he realized i wasn't joking around he sighed and finally got off jack.

the ceiling was once again the only thing in sight, while jack screamed at conor to get out of his room.

and a few seconds later a frustrated jack came back, whole face red. "lilah, i'm sorry about this but i really need to kill conor and if i don't do it now i'll never be able to do it."

i grinned at him, obviously understanding what he meant. "go on, just remember to invite me to his funeral."

he cracked a smile, "sure will. i'll text you later on, yeah?"

i nodded to him and mumbled a small 'yeah' back while pressing end call.

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can we talk about jack's laugh for a while pls? like every time i type that he laughed i literally imagine it like holy fücking shit it's so beautiful // tysm for sticking with me and reading this, idk how you have the patience for me lol but i promise to end this soon <3 hope u enjoyed this chapter, face timing huh ;)