Jack Gilinsky
"What?" I groan as I answer my phone not looking at the time but I knew it was past mid night. Who the hell was calling me was my question.
"Jack, open the door." Taylor's voice came threw the other end.
"What? Why?" I rub my eyes as I sit up.
"Just do it." He says.
"Fine." I groan and hang up. I make my way down the stairs an unlock the front door.
There Taylor was holding Tiffany bridal style in front of me. He pushed past me and got to the couch carefully placing a pasted out Tiffany on the couch.
"What happened?" I questioned as he stood back up.
"She was at the party I was at, getting drunk and she can't really defend her self with her leg so I thought to bring her home." He shrugged and walked out the open door and grabbed one of her crutches that was leaning against the wall. "She only brought one crutch to the party and she pasted out in the car."
"Uh, thanks?" I rub my eyes. I mean she doesn't live here anymore but not like I am gonna tell him that, this could be my chance to get her back officially.
I shut the door after he left. I went over to the couch and sighed. I bent down and carefully picked her up bridal style, the same way Taylor had, and carried her to her, old, room downstairs and gently placed her on the bed.
I carefully took her one van off and placed it on the floor. I grabbed the blankets and pulled them up and over her, meanwhile she shuffled around some.
She gave a small hum and rub her face slightly. She squinted, "Jack?" She mumbled quietly, if it wasn't dead slightly in the house I wouldn't of heard it.
I smiled when she mumbled out my name. "Mm-hm," I hummed as I moved the blanket up some to cover more of her shoulder. She moved her head slightly. "Just go to sleep," I whisper softly and leave the room after a moment.
I went to the fridge and grabbed a water bottle and grabbed the Advil from the cabinet. I went back to the room and placed them both on the night stand.
Her breathing was steady while she was fast asleep with her eyelids gently closed.
I gently brushed the few strands of hair out of her face. "I'm sorry that I am an idiot." I tucked the hairs behind her ear and she shuffled very little. "I love you though."
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Sorry short update
-Nikole
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