daniel and jack are in love with the same girl. what happens when the girl can't choose between them?
story by Louisa and Rachel
started: May 8, 2018
ended: tbd
jacks pov it's been like a week since me and mia hung out (well me mia and the other boys) but i wanted to see her again.
today at 9:28 am
hi i was wondering if you wanted to hang out today. without the boys:)
can't, i have a concert at 7 but i have to be there by 6 sorry really wish i could :(
how about at 11 am? we can hang out the entire day then i'll drive you to the concert
what about a ride home? i wont have anyone to drive me
i'll wait at the venue for it to end then i'll drive you home. is that okay?
yeah sure!
be there in an hour and a half 💓 seen ——————————————————————
mias pov i had an hour and a half to get ready and i was just sitting on my bed in my pjs staring at the wall. shit it's only gonna be the two of us now.
i walked down stairs to see my parents sitting on the couch and my brother sitting at the table. my mom was watching the news while my dad was on the phone, my brother was using his phone and when i came down everyone turned and looked at me. "what are you doing up so early?" my brother asked. "i'm going to go out, i won't be home all day." "where are you going?" "i'm going to hang out with jack and then he's gonna drive me to Madison's concert." "do you have a ride home, mia?" my mom asks. "yeah jack is gonna drive me." i say as i step into the kitchen and grab a bagel one of my parents made. "who is this jack guy?" my dad suspiciously asks. "he's a friend. he's also famous" "can i meet him?" "no not today." he chuckles and goes back to talking to someone on the phone. i quickly eat and rush back upstairs into the shower. i do all that shiz and get dressed and all that snazz. i sit on the couch waiting for jack. my phone buzzes and i quickly run out the door saying bye. i open the door to jacks car and sit. "hey" i say "you look good" "thank you. where are we going?" "i was thinking i could drive us to the hollywood blvd, maybe get some food at a restaurant after we walk around for a bit." he says looking at me and smiling. i smiled back at him and he started driving.
jacks pov when we got there, i took about 30 minutes to find a parking space. we started walking around, stopping by places to either buy something or just look. i squint my eyes to see a tattoo shop up ahead. "what are you doing?" mia asked. i took her hand and ran up to the shop. "wanna get one?" i asked. "no it probably hurts like a bitch." i pulled her into the shop and showed the guy my id. "what should i get? in fact what should YOU get." I say laughing. "I'm not getting anything." she says crossing her arms. "Please something small." she starts biting her nails & then uncrosses her arms. "Fine." she says "but it will be VERY small." "Okay, deal. I know what I'm getting, what about you." I ask her while looking at my arm. " The tattoo guy motions me to the chair & I tell him what I want.
mias pov
he got a rose tattoo, I don't know why but it was cute.
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(a/n I know this tattoos old & I know that he got it with corbyn but I wanted to do this tat because it was one of my favorites)
he got up from the chair & showed me it. "That's so cute but why?" I asked. "its for my little sister Isla, her middle name is Rose." he smiled & looked down at it "Ready for yours?" he asked. "No.." I replied sitting down on the chair. Jack pulls a chair close to me & squeezes my other hand. "Its a small tattoo why are you so worried?" "I am not!" I say squeezing his hand tighter as the tattoo guy (a/n WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL HIM DON'T ATTACK ME PLS) steps on the pedal to turn the tattoo gun on. He laughs & I squeeze his hand tighter every time the ink hits my skin. It took like 5 minutes but it hurt for some reason.
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I got a small little heart on my wrist. It didn't have a meaning like jacks, but I used to draw these on myself a lot when I was a kid & still do so, why not get it permanently inked.
We went down to a coffee shop place & talked about all sorts of things like why jack wanted his hair curly or why I posted so much on instagram.
