jack and jack imagines.

guts/johnson

i love you i love you i love you.
My mind screamed loud enough to make me wince as I watched the couple before me.
But I forced a laugh,
"No Jack."
I watched as the boys hand sat on Lias thigh.
It angered me to no end,
but what was I gonna do?
He loved her,
and I was stuck on the sidelines watching the only boy I loved be happy with another girl.
I didn't wanna ruin it.
He was happy.
And that was something I was gonna have to accept. That was the painful job as his best friend.
"Don't you think so, y/n?"
The girls squeaky voice asked,
interrupting my woefully selfish thoughts.
My eyes trailed up to both of them,
the way he stared at her began to shatter my heart. "Think what?"
I asked,
swallowing the all too familiar knot that built in my throat.
"Don't you think J and I are just the cutest?"
She asked,
giggling as she kissed his cheek.
no.
you're both not good for each other.
jack should be with me.
"Definitely. Just the cutest,"
I scoffed as inconspicuously as I could.
I avoided J'a confused look.
"I've got an essay due tomorrow. So I'm gonna go do that,"
I spoke as lightly as my voice would allow,
rising to my feet to leave.
"Uh. Y/n, tomorrow's Sunday."
Johnson laughed,
looking up at me with knitted eyebrows.
"Yeah."
I shrugged before turning the doorknob and out to the car.
I couldn't see the car as clearly as one should.
The tears grew so thick in my eyes,
it was a blurred mess.
I choked back on the sobs that burned my throat as I began to drive home.
It felt like hours before I finally pulled into the driveway.
My feet dragged across the pavement,
slowly reaching the door.
I opened it,
greeting the pet before me.
"Hey,"
I weakly spoke with a faltered smile before walking up to the dark room.
Not bothered to turn any lights on,
I laid on the bed.
I felt the small purr of the loving animal vibrate against my leg.
"Why me?"
I quietly asked as I sobbed,
letting my cries shake the bed.
My phone soon lit up,
vibrating and pulling me out of my wallowing pity.
"what was that? you kinda ran out on me.."
Johnson asked.
My fingers shook as I replied,
      "sorry."
A few seconds passed before his replies popped up,
"is everything okay?"
"yeah. have fun. I'll catch you later"
"talk to me."
I ignored the text,
soon petting the pet that laid nuzzled to my neck.
"y/n. Please."
I ignored his pleas and shut the phone off completely.
And as I laid in the dark with nothing but tear stained cheeks and a splintering heart,
I began to imagine all the wonders that could have been if I had just had the guts to tell the boy.