my babygirl → jack gilinsky

chapter one ♡

lillian ♡

"i'll be back in eleven months" jack said as he brought me into another hug.

"yes, i know, just be safe" i sighed into his arms.

my bestfriend is going on tour around the world for eleven months and i never thought he'd leave me for so long.

we were sitting on a cliff, staring off into the sky.

this was our spot, it's been our spot since we were thirteen.

i leaned my head on his shoulder.

"you're going to be just fine without me" he said softly.

i didn't say anything.

"do you remember that time, we were in the tree house and you had a crush on mary jane? you remember her?" i started my story off.

"and you wanted to kiss her so you made me practice with you, you wanted to kiss me but i thought that was gross so when you leaned in, i moved out the way and you just fell forward on your face" i continued.

"and a splinter cut me, and i ended up needing stitches right by my eyebrow and i had to go to school looking like that for a whole week and it was so embarrassing because mary jane wouldn't even look at me" jack finished the story.

"you were so mad at me" i said smiling.

"yeah, i was, all i wanted was to impress my crush and you were suppose to help me but instead you helped me get into the emergency room" he said.

"yeah, i didn't want to kiss you because boys are nasty" i said.

"i wasn't"

"i thought you were"

i looked into my bestfriends perfect eyes and he was already looking at me.

i took in all his features again, his eyebrows, shaped perfectly, his face structure and how it was incredibly attractive.

his perfect shaped lips that made them so kissable, and his gorgeous black hair along too.

in every single way, he was the perfect boy a girl could ever fall for and i just so happened to fall for him.

but i know he could never fall for someone as ordinary as me.

i can't sing, i can't rap, i can't do anything that involves sports.

i'm just ordinary, how could i be anything more.

this day was sad, but perfect.

i would miss waking up to him waiting for a text back from me so we can hang out.

we hang out everyday, we're not in high school anymore, we're free all the time.

he takes me to his shows when they are in town, he brings me to the studio to hear his new stuff.

he sends me his unreleased parts in songs to see if i like it before he and johnson release the whole song.

he always said he needed me,