huh? | J&F IMAGINE #28

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You woke up to two text messages. It was only 8 am, but then you could always count on the boys to have exciting plans for you.

Well, at least one of them did.

As nice as both of these texts were, you had always wished that Finn would be the one to text you a simple "Good morning" or "How's your day going?" Jack only did it because he was your best friend, and usually just wanted to make sure you weren't getting into any kinds of trouble with out him. For the longest time, you had such a big crush on him. Actually, since the first time Jack had brought you to his house for a "play date." You were only five years old, but the crush had stuck ever since. But, Jack being your best friend, you could never say anything to Finn about your feelings. It wouldn't be worth losing Jack over.

Obviously, Jack knew about your crush. It was his obligation as your best friend to know about such things, and a crush on his twin brother was no exception.

Smiling and Finn's message, you pushed yourself out of bed and padded to the bathroom while typing out "Sure:)" You set the phone down, but it almost instantly rang with another text.

Your knees went weak. You had a love/hate relationship with the way he talked to you. You loved that he said things like that, but hated that they weren't real. Always calling you things like "love" or "princess" and saying overly romantic things. He did it jokingly, of course, all because of a comment that jack had made once. You were at jacks house watching a movie with the boys. Jack had gotten up to go to the bathroom, and something funny happened. Jack came back to the two of you laughing and leaning on each other and had said, "Oh, why don't you two just get married already?" Finn had "proposed" to you on the spot, and the two of you had been "engaged" ever since. Jack always hated when it came up though. He didn't like that Finn regarded you so jokingly.

You finally got in the shower, after your legs stopped shaking from Finn's text. When you got out, there was another text on your phone, from Jack.

and of course you needed no further explanation. Since you were going to lunch, you decided to straighten your hair, and put on a little extra make up so that you would look nice. When you were finally satisfied with your reflection, you got dressed and headed over to the boys flat.

When you got there, you walked right in. You couldn't remember the last time you actually knocked on the Harries' front door. You have been comfortable there since age 7.

"Jack!" You called out. There was no response, which was confusing. Where would he have gone in the span of an hour since he texted you? Shrugging your shoulders, you made your way up the stairs to go towards his bedroom. You knocked. No answer. You opened the door, and no one was in there. You made your way over to the bed and were about to text jack when someone grabbed you from behind.

"GOTCHA!" he shouted. You nearly jumped out of your skin and whipped around to find, not jack as you had expected, but Finn.

Usually you had to prepare yourself to see him, so his sudden appearance nearly knocked you off your feet. If it weren't for his arms around your waist, you would have fallen over.

"Holy shit Finn!! How many times have I told you not to do that?!" you shouted. He had been laughing a second before, but now he looked awestruck. "What?" you asked, feeling your face to make sure nothing was stuck to it.

"You," he said. "You look...beautiful today." You usually laughed and brushed off his stupid little jokes, but this time, with his arms around you, and him sounding so sincere, you found it too hard. Swiftly, you pushed him away, and he seemed to snap out of his gaze. Before the awkward silence set it, Jack opened the door. "Oh, hey guys. [Y/N], I didn't hear you come in," he said. Then he stopped moving. "Whoa, [Y/N], are you wearing makeup?" he asked.

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