jack and jack imagines.

calls/johnson

It's been a while since Jack's called me. With him being on tour and all, he just couldn't find the time. At least that's what I continue to tell myself. The memories we once shared, the dates we once never wish ended, were now gone.J and I were no longer in love with each other. The facetimes every night gradually turned into calls every other week. I missed him, no doubt about that. But what could I do? He slipped right through my fingers. "Good job y/n." I spoke to myself. The one good thing in my life was now millions of miles away from me, and there's no telling if he'd come back.