Never Before(Nash Grier/Jack Johnson)

Chapter 8

*Haven POV*

I hopped in my families green Toyota truck. In what felt like seconds, I was pulling into the icehouse parking lot.

Jason stood outside, hands shoved in his pockets. He wore a black hoodie and carried two pairs of skates by their laces.

"Size ten?" He grinned as I joined him on the sidewalk. I smirked. "What, did you follow me around all day or somethin'?"

"Lucky guess."

He extended an arm to me as I gladly took it, smiling as I did so.

He lead me inside and sat me down on a bench. I laced up my skates hurrily, wanting to get on the ice as soon as possible.

Jason laughed. "Someone's excited." My cheeks turned pink. I didn't think it was that obvious. "I guess I just haven't skated in a while, but I love it."

He took me by the hand as we hobbled towards the rink's entrance. "Wait!" I suddenly said, disallowing Jason to move any further. "I'm waiting on friends."

"Friends?" He slightly furrowed his brow. "Haven, this is a date. You really brought friends?"

"Um... Yeah? Come on Jase! The icehouse is an open hangout, we can go off on our own!" I incouraged.

"Fine. But don't call me Jase again," he smirked.

"Okayyy," I huffed. Soon, Jack and Amanda had arrived and the four of us got on the ice.

I was right. Five minutes of small talk later, Jack had gone off and Amanda had followed.

Jason and I slowly circled the rink, chatting as we went. We didn't know that much about each other, so it was nice to do this.

*Jack's POV*

As much as I liked Amanda, things weren't going so good tonight.

When Amanda had texted me this morning, offering to go to the icehouse with her friends, I casually agreed, like anyone would do.

Things were uneasy between us after she told me about her... boyfriend. I had offered to pick her up and drive her to the icehouse, but I regretted it immediately.

The drive was silent. Not a word was spoken. I thought maybe we could work things out, but I realized, as the night went on, that it wasn't the case.

I was relieved when we pulled into the parking lot and went inside. The night was basically a blur of just gliding around the ice. Not very fun, for me at least.

At one point, later in the evening, Amanda skidded to a halt in my path. "Ama-"

"Jack," she said. "At some point, we're gonna have to make up."

"I know," I stated, staring at my skates. "I just... I love spending time with you. I love BEING with you. I know... It's stupid."

"I feel the same way, and I guess it's kinda dumb, cause I only just met you." She tucked some hair behind her ear and gave me a crooked smile.

I stuck out my hand. "So Amanda Powell, friends?"

She gave me her hand. "Friends." As we shook hands, I gently pushed her down on the ice and onto her butt.

"Betcha five dollars you can't catch me!" I taunted. She got to her skates in a flash.

"It's on, Jack Johnson."

A few minutes later, she had a new, crisp dollar bill in her pocket.

*Haven's POV*

It was probably around 8:00 when the four of us gathered at the pizza place and ordered some food. I had noticed a strange silence between Jack and Amanda at first, but they seemed better now.

As I bit into a slice of pepperoni pizza, Jason stared at me. I turned to him and giggled, staring back.

"God Haven. You're gorgeous."

"Not too shabby yourself, Hoodie Boy."

He grabbed my hand and began to play with my fingers.

And then, I saw him. The boy with the gorgeous, one of a kind blue eyes, his arm linked with a familiar brunette. He strode up to our table and smirked cruelly.

"Oh hey! I was just on a date with my girlfriend Lauran! Funny to see you here!"

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