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jack gilinsky.

five shots in and i was already giving in. what the hell was i doing here? i should've been home but instead i came to the place i knew best– the club.

feeling the drinks go down in my throat helped me forget everything going on. my life was hectic and i wanted to run away from it.

i was now on the dance floor with a brunette girl who was dancing on me. in this moment, i didn't mind. the brunette's body moved in sync with mine. soon enough, she was leading me to a room behind the club doors.

"tell me what you want," the brunette whispered.

"i want all of you, babygirl," i smirked, as we stumbled onto the bed.

within moments, my shirt was off and the brunette was left undressed.

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jack johnson.

it was another one of those nights. another night of jack going out and drinking his life away and spending it with some random girl he's never seen before.

it was sickening.

g was so wrecked i didn't know what to do anymore. i was beginning to get tired of his stupidity. i hate seeing him like this.

claudia and g need to talk. they need closure. they can't live opposed each other.

"hello?" claudia said, as she answered her phone.

"hey. i know you don't want to see jack but you guys need closure. jack has been spending his time smoking, drinking, and spending his nights with random girls and i hate seeing him like this. just do it for me." i begged.

"fine, i'll be there in an hour," she sighed, aloud.

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jack gilinsky.

i stumbled back into jack and i's apartment, to find claudia sitting there staring at the tv and jack nowhere to be found. i was taken aback honestly. i didn't think she'd ever talk to me.

"claud–"

"just listen, i'm here for johnson, okay? what's wrong with you, why are you like this?" she whispered.

"l–like w–what?"

"jack, you're drunk. i know you smoked a blunt or two. what's up with you?" she sighed.

"i fucked up. i regret it–" i slurred.

"jack, really? you regret it. that doesn't help the fact that you're drunk out of your mind!" she shouted.

"claudia that's not what i'm talking about! i regret ever fucking up my chances with you because i was in love with you and i still am and i always will be. i can't stand seeing you with that noah guy, okay? i still fucking love you." i shouted.

"i still love you too, jack" she whispered.

that's when i grabbed her face and smashed my lips onto hers. i've never wanted her more as bad as i did now.

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claudia tihan.

oh shit.