WHY DON'T WE IMAGINES, PREFERENCES, ONE SHOTS

Jack

This is for Nina!! Also known as 5sos_fan_nina , i really hope you enjoy this!!! (sorry for the delay xoxo)

Trigger warning: there is self harm in this, and if you don't like reading deep and dark stuff like this, i recommend you would skip this story, xx. If you are suffering from any mental illnesses please talk to someone you trust or phone this number (for australia) : 13 11 14. 
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Thinking about it made it worse. insane thoughts are in my head, i feel like a psycho. Staring at myself in the mirror, all alone, sad. Dark circles circling my square eyes, puffy from sobbing myself to sleep. Actually, i have gotten no sleep, up all night, all day. Why? Why did this happen? Ask them. Ask all of those bitches who got me in this mess, who made me like this. It only happened last night, when it started to spiral out of control. 

A day earlier

I feel so happy, being around him. Jack, my best friend, my crush. Honestly, he is the best package, those beautiful golden locks, his eyes, his voice. Obviously, any girl would fall for him, but at first I really despised him. I thought he was arrogant, self obsessed. Well, i thought all of the boys were, except i was completely and utterly wrong. Each and every boy of Why don't we is stunning. They are all completely different, yet when they bring their voices together, they seem to be the same. They are all equally supportive, loving and generous. Jack is just, so irresistible and secretly, i love him to bits. They have a show today, i will be back stage. Probably filming them, i love doing it though. I try to keep my focus on the actual video, but my eyes seem to drift towards jack, and watching him perform. Anyway, im getting ready for today. I live with them, Logan Paul is a good child-hood friend of mine, and i couldn't find a place to live in LA, once he introduced me to the boys we instantly clicked and after a few weeks of looking, they invited me into their house. As long as i pay rent though. I have a room between Corbyn and Jack, which is great, because they are the two i get along with the most. "Nina? We are leaving now!" Jack calls. "Okay!!" I run down the stairs and walk out the door, and hop in the car, and we drive away, away from the last piece of sanity i had left. 

Once we arrive, we discover this white wall that looks really cool to take some instagram posts with. Jack and I take a few together, me posing up against his body and him just sticking his tongue out. I giggle at the face he is making, and we are done. I look at the pictures, and see the last one that Zach took, it was of me smiling and looking at jack, my eyes peeking through my fringe. I decide i would really like to post this, smiling to myself, i hit post and make sure that i tag Jack and Why don't we. I wait about 10 minutes to wait for the comments and likes to come in. After 15 minutes i check the comments. 

Jackaverymusic: love this!!

user1: back off he is mine

user2: ew what the fuck is this, go away you fat whore

user3: kys

user4: i hope you see this. kill yourself, you mean nothing to anyone. 

I stop and stare at all of the hateful comments i am getting, lately it has been really getting to me. I haven't had anyone to tell about my pain, i would tell Jack, but he is too busy with work and music. Im shocked. I have never gotten this much hate before. I start to tear up, and i hear that the boys performance starts in a few minutes. I decide to leave and catch an uber to the house.

Once i arrive, i head straight to my room. Stripping all of my clothes off, except a t shirt and booty shorts. I walk into my bathroom, my phone in my hand. I take a photo of the sky, where my curiosity is held. Where my thoughts can be unleashed just by lying down in the sunlight. I caption the picture with 'the sky is my home, not here.' I hit post. And settle my phone down on the bench. I open my drawer and pull out some razor blades warning: scene starts now. I hop into my bath and turn the water on, i run my head under the water, taking in the moisture. I breathe in and out, hoping that would make me calmer. But it didn't. Then the voices came, the voices that triggered my actions. I sat down lying my head on the edge of the bath. I run my fingers along my forearm, tickling it slightly, wishing for jacks hands on me, wishing for someone. Then i started. I sliced at my arm, once, twice, every time the voice said a word. "Kill yourself" cut. "You're worthless" cut. "You mean nothing" cut. I slightly whimper from the pain of the cuts. But you can't hear anything over the trickling water, pouring out of the tap like my blood out of my arm. I hear banging on the door, i close my eyes, hoping that it will soon be over. In all of the chaos happening right now, i seem to be at peace, listening to the silence of my life fading away, away from everyone, everything. Everything but Jack. I open my eyes to see the pair of eyes, i fell in love with. Trying to keep me alive. Those eyes, oh those eyes, really woke me up, there was no way i was leaving this earth without him. "Nina" He says - out of breath- "N-nina" I simply smile, and lean in to kiss him, as my wet body leans across to touch his chest. Almost, almost. 

Thats it, hope you enjoyed!! xoxoxo