Why Don't We Just...

Nicole

// March 23, 2017 \\

After leaving Jack a year ago I was devastated, but watching him expand his music career made me smile. We called, texted, FaceTimed; it was great getting to see and hear his soft voice again. Besides, I've made new friends here in Texas.

// Flashback \\

"Honey, you're 16. Getting you to go to school shouldn't be this hard."

"Ughhhh." I unwillingly rolled out of bed. New life, new school, but no one to go through it with. My mom shook her head, I shrugged my shoulders and walked past her. I got somewhat dressed. I looked decent and that was enough for me. When I arrived at the school, I grabbed my schedule from an admin and started walking. I was on my way to my first class when-

"Hey! Would you like to join the Glow Girls Committee?"

"Ah, sorry no thank-."

"You look like you've been fishing lately. Would you like to sign up for bass club?"

"I'm sorry but I don't fish... do I look that bad?"

"Hey, you there? Would you-."

"OKAY STOP!" I yelled out a bit too loudly as I received some weird glances and threatening stares. "Guys listen, I'm new here and I never thought I'd say this, but I really just want to find my way to class. Thanks.." I walked away and shook off the embarrassment. Surprisingly, today went pretty well. I met a girl at lunch, told me her name.. something with an O, I forgot. She was talking too fast for me to understand, although she did say we had 8th period together so I guess that's something to look forward to.

"Hey stranger." A familiar voice called.

"Oh, hey! I'm sorry but I can't remember your name."

She laughed and reassured me. "It's alright. My name is Oakley Parker." She smiled and she seemed really nice to be around. We sat next to each other and talked for a while. Shockingly, we have a lot in common. I actually told her about Jack and she said the same thing happened to her! I was weirdly amazed but that brought us even closer and we eventually became best friends.

// May 6, 2017 \\

" MOM! IM HOME! AND OAKS IS COMING IN A BIT!" I ran upstairs and turned on the tv. Two days ago, Corbyn called Oakley and told her that his band 'Why Don't We' would be interviewed on Good Morning America and of course we NEEDED to watch! Oak and I aren't morning people so I had to record it, but we still are so excited to see our boys. Jack also spoke to me and gave me updates on the band and the other three members: Daniel, Jonah, and Zach. They're really nice and even said they wanted to meet us!

"YO NIC! OPEN UP!" I looked over and Oakley was perched against my bedroom window.

"Um, you could've came through the front door." I opened the window and she stumbled in.

"Well yeah, but it's not as exciting." I laughed and we hopped on my bed, tuning in to the show.

"Next up, we have a brand new pop band backstage called 'Why Don't We' -." Screaming, we jumped on the bed and listened in again.

"Thanks we're so glad to be here." Zach Herron answered her and they all smiled. As the interview went on, they finally asked the question we've been dying to hear- "So, are any of you young men in relationships? Because the fans are dying to know."

Daniel wasn't- neither was Zach or Jonah. She then asked Jack and I leaned in towards the tv.

His face looked as if he was studying something. He looked at Jonah and then back at the interviewer. "Well, I don't have a girlfriend and I'm not really looking for one. I'm just focused on my music and my boys." They all gave mocking 'awws' and patted him on the back. Jack smiled, Jonah looked confused, I frowned.

"Oak, how could he just disregard-."

"Shush! She's asking Corbyn now!" She asked and he answered: he has a girlfriend and by the way he mentioned her he's utterly in love with her. Oakley dropped the remote and stared at the floor. I moved next to her and she laid her head in my lap, sobbing.

"Nic.. how could he-."

"I know.. it's okay." I said the words, but I didn't believe them. They both ignored the fact that we had something 4 years ago when we were kids. And Jack completely left out the fact that he said he loved me and even wrote me love letters. I looked over at the guitar he gave me before I left California. Its glossy black finish was still as shiny as the day I received it.

"He doesn't care.. does he?" I whispered to myself.