Perfect // Jack Avery

✧ perfect -15

- lex's pov

Jack and I have been walking for the past 10 minutes. Everything around me was familiar but I just didn't have a clue as to where he was taking me.

"Jack we're hosting a party and we just left!" I tell him.

"Trust me this is worth it." He said as he continued to walk.

"Jack whatever it is it can't be more important then then our graduation pa-"

I stopped next to him and he turned around grinning at me. Out of all the places I should have known he would take me here... it was the lake only minutes away from our house. Only Jack and I knew about it, nobody else would go here. It was like one of our safe places. We'd go here often and just talk about whatever and this was where we spent most of our dates.

"I thought it be nice to pay a visit since we're back home." He shrugged.

"I wonder if it's still there." I said walking to a familiar tree.

Jack and Lex ♡ yep it was still carved on the bark of the tree. I remember carving it here on our first date.

"It's gonna stay there." Jack smiled.

"Hitting memory lane hard here aren't we?" I questioned.

"Yeah, pretty much." He laughed.

"Still feels the same, like nothing changed." I whispered.

"But a lot has.." He replied.

"Yeah, well that's your fault.." I mumbled.

"Lex if I could go back I would.." I stopped him.

"We have a party to get back to come on." I said walking away.

When we got back everyone asked where we went and we told them we took a walk around the block. By the time the party was over I stayed to help clean up the mess. I thought about what Jack said earlier and why I'm being all nice.

Is it maybe because we're surrounded by our families or cause I want us to actually be fixed? Trust me I definitely would take Jack back but there's just so much hurt and anger still in me that I can't. I also don't have full trust yet on anything right now.

- Saturday night

Tomorrow we leave to go back to LA. I was back at home packing. Jack and his siblings were over since our parents went out to dinner. They always did every Saturday night.

I could hear Isla's voice singing to whatever she was watching. I heard a knock on my door and I turned around seeing Jack.

"Hey." He greeted.

"Hey." I replied.

"You ready to go back home?" He asked.

"Yes then no, no because I'll miss everyone and yes cause tour is soon." I tell him.

"I feel you." He said.

"Hopefully we can visit again soon." I said softly.

"Your room hasn't changed much." He commented.

"Well I haven't been here for awhile." I laughed.

"Hey look it's our prom picture." He smiled as he walked up to my cork board that was filled with pics of us.

"And our pic from our family trip." I tell him.

"How about the day I performed at the mall." He said looking at the picture I took of that day.

"Again hitting memory lane." I whispered.

"I miss those days, were everything was how I wanted it. Everything was okay." He tells me.

"If you missed it so much you would've thought of that before you did what you did..."

"Lex.. we really need to talk about this." He sighed.

"Talk about what?" I asked.

"This..us." He said pointing at the both of us.

"Jack there's nothing to talk about that was months ago." I stated.

"But we're still not okay Lex!" He exclaimed.

"That's your fault! Do you blame me?" I questioned.

"No I don't but why are you being nice all of a sudden like nothing happened?" He fired back.

"What are you talking about?" I sighed.

"You know exactly what I'm taking about, bringing up memories without crying, laughing and not even arguing or having the sassy comebacks or pushing me away when we took pics at graduation." He listed out.

"I don't- maybe because we're with our families and I have to act like I'm okay around you when in reality I really am not!" I yelled.

"Please Lex just forget it and we can go back to how we were." He said coming close to me.

"I can't forget it Jack! I spent so many nights crying wondering what I did wrong.. you left me with so many unanswered questions." I said pushing him off me.

"Lex you did nothing wrong.." He tells me.

"You made me feel like I did!" I cried.

"Lex.." He whispered.

"Just like your dumb song says, you're not so perfect." I laughed.

I heard him walk away and I sighed closing the door finishing up with packing. It's not easy to forgive someone or give them a second chance especially if the damage they did was hard to recover from.

I'm still recovering. I thought I'd be able to soon but no, my dumbass said yes to going on tour with them for this summer and even better I live with them so I get to see his face everyday..

How am I gonna survive this tour?