Never leave (Jack Maynard X Reader)

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Chapter 33:

Eventually I fell asleep after replaying hundreds of thoughts in my head. Right now I'm with Ariana and Alice, talking about the whole situation. I'm honestly terrified to tell Jack because I know he's going to be really mad, more than he was before and I obviously understand that but I don't want him to get hurt, because of me.

"You should tell Jack, he deserves to know. He's obviously going to be annoyed but that's a given" Ariana says, Alice nodding in agreement.

"He is your boyfriend after all" Alice shrugs.

"Yeah I should tell him, thank you" I smile, hugging them both, "should we watch a movie?"

"Yess!" They both say, picking out a movie as I get snacks from the kitchen.

Can you come over later? I message Jack.

Yes of course, are you okay? Xx

Ill explain later xxx

I lay on the bed as Mean Girls play on the tv. My favourite movie.
We laugh, smile and talk about so many memories, random ones, we've each had. It's honestly one of the best times I've had with them in a while.

•

"Hey baby" Jack kisses me lightly before taking his shoes off.

"Hey" I smile, leading him to my room.

"So what's up?"

"The sky" I smirk.

"Great joke" He laughs, "but seriously?"

"Well," I sit in the bed, as does Jack, "Joe made a surprise appearance yesterday-"

"And.." Jack says, as I pause my sentence.

"He- he pushed me against the wall" I look down at my lap, I feel so guilty although it's not my fault, "he tried to kiss me, but I moved my face away from his so he couldn't. Well I tried to move my face. He was forceful and I couldn't stop him. I'm so sorry Jack, I feel so disgusting" I say, lifting my head and looking at him, "I'm so sorry"

"What a fucking prick" Jack shouts, standing up, "I can't believe he came here, how did he even get in?! Did he do anything else?"

"No, well he was kept touching me, not just pushing me against the wall but-" Tears stream down my face, as I attempt to calm down.

"Shit y/n. Did he hurt you?" He asks, his face filling with so many emotions.

"Just my wrist" I say, showing the little marks where he grabbed them.

"Oh my-" Jack shakes him head, examining my wrists, "I'm so sorry, I wasn't here, I could've helped"

"It's not your fault"

"No it's that damn idiots fault. I swear, he's dead" Jack says, rage filling him up.

"Jack, calm down, please"

"No way, he's not getting away with this" He says, walking out the door, slamming it behind him and driving away in his car before I could stop him.

•

It's been a few hours before Jack ran out the house, I've rang and text him hundreds of times but he's not answering anything. I'm just sat near the door, waiting for him to come.
I feel my phone vibrate in my hands, quickly answering it I hold it up to my ear, hoping that it's Jack.

"Y/n?" It's Conor.

"Conor! Do you know where Jack is? He-"

"I know, he's with me. You might want to come-"

"Is he okay?"

"Just come y/n" He says, we both say our goodbyes and shut off the phone.

Grabbing my keys, I run out the door and speed down the motorway, going way above the speed limit but by this point nothing else is important.

•

"He's in here" Conor leads me into the kitchen.

And there he is. My beautiful boyfriend with cuts and bruises all over his face and body. His hand wrapped in some fabric as the blood sinks through it, staining it.

"Oh my-" I shake my head, looking up at Jack, "Jack, what did you do?"

"I gave that twat the beating he needed" Jack says, "I'm fine, honestly, it's okay"

"Violence isn't the key to solve our problems" I say, trying to keep a straight face as I know what Jacks reply will be.

"Don't start with that crap" Jack laughs as I join in, exactly what I thought he would say.

"Seriously, Jack. Oh my gosh, you must've done some damage. But you don't need to go through this because of me. It's not worth it"

"You're worth everything to me"

"I love you"

"I love you too"