Johnson's POV
Now, saying last night wasn't great is like saying oxygen isn't real.
Jack sure does know how to party like there's no tomorrow. He drinks till he cant walk straight. He also plays amazing fucking music that everyone knows. Not that classic shit, but actual great music.
After we drank, we went on the dance floor, luckily i was sober so I can see it all. Some of the guys playfully grinded on each other, and it was hilarious.
But all good things must come to an end, and it's now the morning. It is around eleven in the morning, and all the people that spent the night left. I've been just sitting in the shower for about an hour. thinking about what Mr. Gilinsky, my professional boss, did to my hand.
Now i completely understand that it's not like he kissed me or wrapped his arms around me. But it just sparked something in me. But that's not the point. Sometimes, Sometimes! Drunk words are sober thoughts. But no, he's with Amber. They seem happy, even though she was so pissed to see him that drunk last night.
I'll just forget about it. Everyone does stupid shit when they are drunk. And that was just plain stupid.
I turn the hot water off and step out of the steamed shower. I wrapped the white towel around my drenched waist, sighing from being tired. I do the usual morning shit that most people do. Brush my teeth, shave, lotion, ya know the daily stuff. I put on a black sweatshirt and the uniform thing I wear when cleaning. I know for a fact the house is going to be a total bitch to clean sadly.
I do my bed and head downstairs. To my luck, there is no one down here so now i can clean in peace and put on my music. I'm allowed to put it on when people are around but I feel as if it is kind of rude, especially when people on talking.
It has been pretty quiet here, other than vanessa coming in, so i'm assuming they are both still asleep. Ah now this is nice.
The kitchen on he the other hand was far from nice. Cups, alcohol, limes, empty chip bags. It looked like a club threw up in here. And god knows how the outside looks like.
I took out multiple trash bags and set them up. Sometimes Vanessa will help me, but right now she's cleaning all the bathrooms. She said she'll help me clean outside, but we'll see.
After about an hour and a half, Mr. Gilinsky walked in, with only loose boxers. He groaned and rubbed his face.
Might as well beat me with a bat. I can't handle this.
"G-Good morning sir. How are you?" I ask gulping. I start scanning his body, inch by inch.
"Shitty. I feel like I haven't slept in 14 years and as if drinking was all I did." He groaned once again, sitting on a barstool by the island.
"Oh you poor thing. Want me to call Vanessa down to fix something for you?" I requested as I wiped down the sink.
"Nah it's okay. I can see she's working hard outside so I do not anyone to bug her." He yawned.
I nod and continue to clean. Mr. Gilinsky got up and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.
"What about you Johnson? Did you have fun?" He asked, sitting back down.
"Oh my yes sir of course. It was the most fun i've had in a awhile. Your friends are very nice and welcoming." I reply smiling big. None of that sentence was a lie, I loved last night.
"You do not know how happy that makes me JJ. I'm truly happy you liked my friends. They can be very annoying at times. Who's your favorite?" Gilinsky winked sipping his water. That wink does things to anyone I swear.
"Y-Yeah they are a-all pretty great. Probably Jon. He's so hilarious and can dance." I giggled as I wiped the fridge.
"No lie there! He really can dance and it's hella cool. I met him last april at a club, and we just clicked as friends. They are all so amazing, I'm glad to have them, and you." He spoke with confidence.
My cheeks turned a pastel pink and I looked down.
"Thank y-you sir. I a-am truly honored." I smiled softly.
"For being my friend? Damn i'm not that important." Gilinsky chuckled and drank the water.
"Well sir, you are a rich talented young man. Your name comes out of peoples mouths at dinner tables all around california and the US. Anyone would give up their first child even just to spend an hour or two with you. Not to mention hella attractive." I explain with pride. I'm so happy to be friends with THE jack Gilinsky.
"Aw you think i'm hella attractive? I'm flattered." He winked and put the water bottle down. Oh dear god that fucking wink can kill someone.
Before I can say anything more, Ms. Scholl came down in a white robe. The beast in disguise has finally awoken.
"Good morning baby! Johnson, it's good to see you cleaning." Amber scoffed looking over at me. Gilinsky cleared his throat and rubbed his hands together.
"Good morning princess. I'm glad to see you aren't mad at me anymore." Mr. Gilinsky lightly cheered.
Something sparked in my stomach when they kissed. something far from yay. I decided to not think anything about it, like I always do. I tend to say it's nothing big, at least i hope it's not a big deal.
A/N
hii! this chapter was kinda short but jolinsky shit is starting up soon!! keep on waiting solider☕️
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Fanfiction"this isn't right sir." moaned johnson as gilinsky played with the hem of his pants. "call me jack." growled gilinsky in his ear. *inspired by brooklynwritings "Bed of lies" !!!
