Why don't we - imagines <3

Bad ending to a good night// Jack and Jonah

You and jack were like every other normal couple. Except you fought. A lot.
When I say you fought, I don't mean your everyday little arguments over who didn't put the trash out, I mean loud yelling, screaming and throwing things across the room at one another. Still, you loved eachother.
Tonight, Jack and you were going on a date, to a fancy restaurant that Jack had to book a week before hand. It was a nice place, with candlelit tables and soft live music. You and Jack were sitting at your table, eating while the music was playing. Jack had finished his food, so he pushed the plate away and moved closer over to you, rubbing your back while you finished your meal. You smiled at him, and then finished your last mouthful of food, washing it down with a sip of your drink. Jack had ordered some sort of wine, which you two had the bottle sat on your table. You were both a little tipsy, but overall, it didn't affect you. The waitress had come over to collect yours and Jacks plates, and Jack had taken his arm away from your back. The waitress smiled at him and he had smiled back. You groaned a little and looked down at your hands.
The waitress then dropped one of the forks off of the plate, to which she had to bend over to grab it, and you watched Jack as he watched the waitresses behind when she had bent over. This made you groan even louder and you looked around the room.
You had spotted the singer from the band playing music up the front, look at you with an apologetic and sympathetic emotion over his face. You smiled sadly at him and shrugged, so he winked back at you, and continued looking around the room, so it wouldn't look suspicious. You decided to do the same.
Jack was always sure he wasn't good enough for you, so you knew that flirting with another person, that was also a young and good looking singer, would truly make him upset. Still, you decided to continue through, he had watched a girl with a better body than you bend over, while sitting right next to you.
Eventually the same waitress came back, carrying your desserts. When she set them down on the table,you excused yourself, to "go to the bathroom". Jack nodded at you and you walked away from the table, over to the where the young singer was singing. You ducked behind a little curtain, and watched both Jack and the singer from there. You saw jack grab a napkin and the waitresses pen, and write out something. Then he passed the waitress the napkin and you saw him mouth "nobody gotta know" (OOOOO PLUG PLUG PLUG SNEAKY WDW REFERENCE ADDED IN THERE OOOOLALALA) and then smile up at the waitress. You groaned and turned your attention towards the singer, who was just finishing his last song of the night. You smiled while listening to him sing, and then once he finished he smiled over at you too. He finished the set and thanked everybody, and quickly got off the little stage while the new band walked on. His gestured for his band mates to go, and he came over to you. He smiled at you and gestured over to where Jack and the waitress were still talking.

"I saw all that, I really am sorry." You shake your head at him and smile a little.
"He does it all the time, he never actually meets up with them, it's just frustrating, Yknow." You say back at him and he nods. He put his hand out to you and smiled.
"I'm Sebastian, and who are you?" He says, as you gladly take his hand and shake it back.
"I'm Y/n." And then you both smile. Although, this quick moment of happiness, changed into anger. You heard someone stomping through the restaurant and then someone grab onto your arm. You turned around to see Jack fuming.
"What the fuck is this Y/n." He says, glaring between you and Sebastian.
"It's nothing okay, we were just talking. How about you and that slut of a waitress Jack?" You say in defence.
"We were just talking Y/n. Fuck this, we're going home." You sighed and smiled apologetically at Sebastian as Jack pulled you out of the restaurant.

You pulled your arm away from Jack and stormed off to the car. He followed you, and unlocked the car and you got in, slamming the door behind you. He got in the drivers seat and started the car, glaring at you, while you crossed your arms and looked out the window. He glared some rap music and sped out of the parking lot. You tried to turn down the music, but Jack grabbed your wrist and stopped you.
"STOP THIS SHIT BEFORE I JUMP OUT OF THE FUCKING CAR." You yell, and Jack turns the music off, still driving quickly back home.
"Better. Princess?" He said, but not with the usual charm, he said it in a certain way, knowing you didn't like to be called princess and knowing it's piss you off even more. You glare at him, as the he drives the car into the driveway. You both get out, slamming the doors behind you, and you storm up to the house, unlocking the door and storming inside.