Journey (A Jack Gilinsky Fanfic)

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Kristina's POV
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"Nice job, today." Bart tells us. "And Kristina, I like how you reacted." He points me out.

"Uh, thanks." I respond with a giggle.

"Yeah, you showed her." Hayes high fives me and the boys start chanting.

"It wasn't that great!" I laugh and try to calm them down.

"I'm just glad you stuck up for yourself." Jack kisses my cheek and the boys awe us. I feel my face flush as they tell us to get a room.

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"The boys are all ready to go." Jack calls to me and I finish getting ready with a spritz of my pink sugar perfume.

"Coming!" I call back and go to slip on my vans.

"You look cute." Jack compliments me and I look down.

"Thanks." I giggle and he kisses my forehead.

"You ready?" He asks. I grab my purse from the dresser top.

"Yep." He opens the door for me and the boys are messing around in the hallway.

"Let's run this town!" Cameron cheers and we all begin off down the corridor to the elevator.

"I swear, if anyone farts you'll be dead meat." I say before we pile into the elevator, earning laughs from the majority of the guys.

"She's a feisty one." Hayes whispers to Jack and I crack a smile.

"Oh shut up." Jack elbows him.

We walk out of the lobby and through the glass doors to the street. There's quite a bit of traffic, at least compared to what I'm used to back home.

I look down and all of us happen to be wearing Vans. We're so original, I love it.

Jack walks along beside me as we follow the rest of the guys who are messing around while walking. Jacks hand brushes against mine and I feel his fingers reach for my own. Our hands interlock and swing back and forth as we follow the group.

"Ice cream!" Matt yells, getting everyone's attention.

"I could go for some." Taylor says and we all agree.

Jacks POV
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We all get an ice cream cone and make our way back to the hotel. The walk isn't that far but the boys are complaining they're tired out already.

I walk along next to Kristina and grab her hand as we go. She shoots me a smile before licking her cone.

"What flavor did you get?" I ask her.

"Sweet cream." she shrugs, taking another lick. "Want to try some?" She puts the cone in front of my face and just as I'm about to try it she smashes on my lips.

"Really?" We both break into laughter.

"I'm sorry, I had to!" Her face is red from laughing. "Here." She stops me from walking and wipes off the mess with her napkin.

"There." She smiles and plants a kiss on my lips. "All better."

We run to catch back up with the guys who didn't seem to notice that we stopped. They're too busy in conversation.

The sun disappears behind the large skyscrapers, leaving us for the night. I don't want the night to end quite yet though.

"How about we go for a walk on the beach?" I ask Kristina as enter our hotel. The staff greets us. I'm surprised they don't hate us because we're so rowdy.