Be My First - A Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction

Chapter 6 - Calls

I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock while my phone was ringing. It was 5am. Who calls at 5am in Summer?! Who even wakes up that early in Summer?

"Hello?" My voice sounded hoarse.

"Hey, Paige?"

It was Jack.

"Um.. hey! What's up?"

"I was just wondering if you wanted to go get some breakfast or something?"

"Yeah, yeah sure! But it's like 5am. Why so early?"

"Well the boys are visiting me for the week and I wanted to do something with you before they woke up. Unless you wanted all of them to come with."

"No, that sounds perfect! Where do you want to meet?"

"I can come pick you up, if you want. I'm in Omaha."

"Okay! I'll text you the address."

"Okay great. See ya." His voice sounded like he was smiling.

"See ya."

I hung up the phone and got out of bed. I guess I'm going to breakfast with this guy at 5am?. I hopped out of bed and took a quick shower and then got ready. What do I wear?! I've never actually hung out with a guy before.. This is kind of nerve-racking. I decided on a sunflower shirt and skinny jeans with matching sandals. I actually didn't look too bad. I grabbed my purse and headed upstairs into the kitchen.

"Mother of pearl look who's awake." My dad said after taking a sip of coffee.

"Hi honey, why in Sam's heck are you awake? I thought you had a policy about not waking up until at least 9am?" My grandpa sarcastically said. The better question is, why are they all awake? Probably something to do with gardening before the sun makes it too hot.

"Alright alright. Very funny. I'm going out to breakfast with a guy named-"

"Guy? Who? This early? Do I know him? When did you meet him?"

Oh boy. Mr. Protective is at it again.

"Yes, Jack, Yes, No, and yesterday at work."

"Woah, woah woah. You met this boy yesterday and now you're going to breakfast with him at 5:30 in the morning?"

"Yes dad. Its fine. I just want to get to know him better. Its just breakfast, he's not taking me to a hotel or something." I held my hand up.

"He better not be. What's his name?"

"Jack Gilinsky. He's kind of famous on social media."

"Your cousin Kelsie talks about him all the time, and someone named Mash Neer or something." My grandpa said.

I laughed. "It's Nash Grier grandpa."

"Oh." He laughed.

"Well, can I meet this famous Jack Gilinsky guy?"

"Dad, no. Please."

I heard a car pull up in the driveway.

"DAD HIDE!" I pushed him in the living room.

My mom and grandma walked into the kitchen.

"Oh honey who's here? Is that a boy? Well, he's a handsome one. Where you going?" My grandma said.

"Why are you awake?" My mom questioned.

The doorbell rang. Oh no. I walked over to the door and opened it.

He had on a T-shirt and shorts with vans and Nike socks. He looked so good.

"Hi." He smiled

"Hey." I said awkwardly. I tucked my hair behind my ears.

We stood there for a moment staring at eachother.

"Oh how CUTE!" My grandma came walking past me to Jack and pinched his cheeks. He laughed.

"I'm Rita, Paige's grandma."

"Hi, I'm Jack. Nice to meet you."

"Hi I'm John Holland. You are?" My dad stepped in front of me and shook Jack's hand.

"Hi, I'm Jack Gilinsky. Nice to meet you sir."

Awww.

"So you two just going to breakfast?"

"Yeah, yeah." He replied, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Alright, well have fun. Not too much fun." My dad laughed and walked back inside.

He has a gift for making things awkward. I widened my eyes and started walking to the car.

"Nice to meet you guys!" Jack waved at my dad and grandma and followed me to the car.

"Have fun sweetie!" my grandma waved at me.

Me and jack climbed into the Jeep. It smelt really good in there, like cinnamon and spice. He had gum in his cup holder. I looked in the back and saw a couple hoodies and a pair of shoes. We started pulling out of the driveway.

"Sorry, I told them not to come outside." I said.

"Its totally fine. It was funny."

"Nice car, I like it." I looked at him.

"Thanks, its new."

This conversation was going no where. I looked out the window.

"So where are we eating at?" I shrugged my shoulders and looked at the road.

"We aren't actually going to breakfast."

"Um what?"

I suddenly became nervous and looked around. What was he planning? Where are we going?