Savior (Jack G. Lovestory)

Drowning

As I sit in the hotel room, the quiet was all to familiar, but a comfortable familiar. The thought had can back to me.

Drowning.

The feeling of my lungs being filling with the cold water, my head feeling pressurized as my lump of a body slowly went deeper, air bubbles escaping my mouth, as my tiny cold hand reached out, in hopes someone would reach out for me, help me. But no one was there, no one was going to help me.. Until, the water was dove into, a blurred figure coming into my vision, but before I could see who it was, it all went black.

I snapped out of my thoughts, pushing them into the back of my head, tears were spilling over the brim of my eyes, flowing freely down my face. That thought haunted me, the feeling of drowning was horrible, it was scary.

I stood off the bed, making my way over to the bathroom turning the showers water on. Then pealing the cloths off my body. Staring in the mirror, my cheeks streaked with black, my face pale and emotionless, my body scarred and scabbed, it was just plain, ugly , but I cant be mad; I had did this, and I couldn't change that, no one could.

The mirror began to fog, turning my body, I stepped into the shower, the hot water stinging my body. After finishing my hair, I began to wash my body, scrubbing hardly at my figure, they wouldn't go away. They wouldn't go away..

Salty tears mixing in with the water, as they strolled down my face, I continued to scrub uncontrollably, as loud sobs escaped my mouth. Finally, I gave in, dropping the scrubby, staring down at the raw skin, blood falling from the freshest cuts. Sobs escaping my lips, as my soar body slid down the wall, choking on the hard sobs.

I don't know how long I sat there, flashes of that night, drowning, everything. It all hit me like a wave, fast.

Once I finally had enough strength to stand, I stood turning the valve off, the water stopping almost immediately, a few drops still falling causing a soft dripping sound.

Inhaling a lung worths of air in, letting a small shaky breath out. Wrapping a towel around my figure, I opened the door to my hotel room, a wave of quiet hit me like a ray of sun.

Pulling one of my suit cases up on the bed, grabbing out a fresh pair of undergarments, putting them on, I shifted threw my suit case, I finally pulled out, baggy sweat pants, and one of Jack's 5sos tee.

As I pulled on the shirt, a thick sent of Jack filled my nose. I defiantly missed him. And that was killing me the most.

Ring ring!

My phone began to ring, making me jump a little. As I picked up the small device staring at the caller i-d, speaking of the devil.

Jack.

I slid the answer bottom, slowly rising the cold phone to my ear.

"He-hello.." A familiar voice sprang from the other side.

"Hell-hello?" I stuttered.

"Al.." His voice laced with worry.

"Jack.." I muttered.

"Can- can we talk.." He paused, "in person."

"Sure." I gave in.

"What's your room number?" He questioned,

"120." I answered.

"Kay, see you in a bit." He said before hanging up, not leaving any time for me to answer.

Not even five minuets later, there was a lite knock on my door.

Slowly pacing my way over to the door, turning the knob, and pulling the heavy door towards me. There he was, just as beautiful as ever,

His perfectly straight jawline, his messy but perfect hair that sat at the top of his head, and his eyes, the chocolate brown eyes, that were his windows to his soul, but even thought you could see straight through him, you knew he could see straight through you. He could read you like a book, but he would never say that he knew, because he was a closed up person himself, only letting the people he trusted in. I was one of them, and I knew that.

"Al?" He snapped my out of my thoughts.

"Oh, come in.." I muttered, stepping out of the way, giving him enough space to walk in. He nodded, stepping into the room, his sent brushing my nose, as he walked by.

"Im sorry, for snapping at you," He turned towards me, as I closed the door.

"Don't be, Im used to it.." I said as I looked down to my feet, noticing his presents right in front of me. His his hand slowly moving upwards, his touch causing chills to run down my spine as he placed his hand on my chin, lifting my head. We were now in full eye contact his hand still placed on my chin.

"Al," he began, "Im sorry.." He repeated his words from earlier.

"Im sorry too.." I whispered, in a loud way. He began to lean in, his eyes slowly closing, as of mine, we finally came in touch, his lips moving in sync with mine, until I pulled away.

"Jack.." I looked him in the eyes.

"Hmm?" He hummed, staring back at me.

"What exactly are we?" I questioned, my curiosity getting the best of me.

"We, uh, we're friends with feelings, but not just friends, we're more than friends, but not exactly a couple yet, so we're an item." He sighed, there was a certain unsureness in his voice, like his didn't know how to answer my unexpected question. I gave a small fake smile, as if I was pleased with his answer.

"Im gonna go to bed, are you staying, or going.." I hoped he would choose staying.

"Do you want me to stay?" He questioned as I stepped out of his grip, and walking to my bed, closing my suit case, and placing it neatly by the other bags.

"If you want to.." I shrugged.

"Yah, I'll stay I guess." He sighed, sounding tired. "We have a big day tomorrow my love.. And a surprise for you." He smiled, and laid in the bed. I smiled, and plugged my phone in, along with Jacks, considering I had an extra charger, just in case. And then turning off the light.

Throwing myself on the side of the bed, scooting close to Jack, his warmth engulfing me, almost immediately..

"Good night my love.." He said into my hair, kissing the top of my head.

"Good night Jackie." I smiled, and turned quickly to place a quick peck on his lips, and then turning back.

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Lol. They made up. 😂 Damn Al, dont go crazy, lol. But she took a crazy trip down memory lane.

The drowning was a little personal, but ehh.

Ily bæs ♥️🙈

-Marie Marie♥️🌸😍-