Why Don't We? // Jack Avery fanfiction

Best Friends

The next morning, Rachael wakes me up by walking into my room. "Hey, so your parents let me in. They both left to go to some business thing though." I groan, and roll over in bed, shoving my face into a pillow. "Come on. I brought a bunch of stuff over. Nothing cliche, we aren't going to sit around and eat icecream and cry together. We are having a fun day, okay? Plus, I have a little something planned." I groan once more. "And what is this little something you have planned?" Rachael smiles and makes a fake evil laugh. "I am going to do your makeup, similar to the way I did before the boys' show, but now that I have more time, I'm going to make it ever better. I brought over my sister's cutest clothes, so they'll fit you... and you WILL put them on. They're a bit revealing but whatever, you aren't leaving the house wearing them. THEN, I Skype Jonah after their show, and ask to see all the guys. Jack definitley wouldn't join in.. but Jonah may or may not be in on this because he's very mad at Jack too. So, sound like a plan?" She says, clapping her hands together and giggling. "I don't know Rach.. it sounds a little petty, and immature to get dressed up just to try to make Jack see what he's lost. Plus, I don't think that I can really face him right now." Rachael nods. "Yep. It is petty. But it's my plan not yours, and I can call you into the room as if you didn't know what was going on in the first place. You gotta do this." Rachael says, as if it's so obvious. "Hmm, well, I'm not sure. I don't like lying." Rachael shakes me, as I start to sit up in bed. She continues to shake me. "You might not like lying.. but I don't like cheating!! So, we are doing this." Rachael says, and finally, I agree.

After hours of doing my hair and makeup, as well as her own, Rachael turns on the T.V. so we can watch something. The first channel she turns on pulls up a bald guy with a ginger coloured beard, sitting in a chair in some sort of studio. "Stay tuned, because in a few minutes, I am going to be interviewing some of the hottest boys in the world right now, who are all a part of what is apparently the hottest boyband. They like to call themselves 'Why Don't We' You won't want to miss this one guys. We are going to get into relationships, drama, and loooove. So stay tuned!" I instantly grab the remote from Rachael, and try to turn the T.V. off, but she won't let me. "Emily! I want to see what he says about you. And what Jonah says about me!!" While I really don't want to know what Jack says about me, I guess it's better that I do know. So, we wait for the commercials to end. When the 4 minutes of commercials are finally over, the boys appear on the screen, surrounding the bald man. The interviewer introduces himself as Ted, and he begins to ask some trivial questions. The boys answer swiftly, but nobody looks too happy, especially Jack and Corbyn.

Ted: So boys, tell me about your love lives.
Daniel: I'm single!
Zach: I'm single.. but I'm always looking to mingle hehe
Jonah: I have an incredible girlfriend. She makes me really happy.
Corbyn: Uh, I don't really like to talk about um relationships publically on T.V. Um. I'm sorry.
Ted: That's alright Corbyn, to each their own. What about you, Jack?
Jack: I-uhhh.
Ted: Sorry, what was that?
Jack: I have an incredible girlfriend. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I honestly couldn't be luckier, and I'm so in love. We are going through a rough patch right now, and it's completely, 100% my fault. I wish I could make things right, but I just don't know how. I really messed up, and I would give up anything just to have her back.
Ted: Now Jack, what did you do?
Jack: I can't say.. but it was so wrong of me. So wrong.
Ted: Interesting. Well, I know you guys have a show to get you, so I won't keep you too long. My last request is for you guys to sing a song for the viewers at home.

Rachael turns off the T.V. "See! He admitted what he did to you. Maybe he really does think he screwed up." I shake my head. "Don't care." Rachael shrugs. "Well, we have a lot of time before the show ends, so let's go out. You look too good to not show the world." I laugh, and we get up to leave the house.

On our way out, I grab my purse, and lock the door. "Rach, what are we even doing right now?" Rachael shakes her head. "We're showing you off! Let's go to the boardwalk!" She says, as she grabs my hand.

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When we finally get to the boardwalk, I'm sweating a bit, and my hair is definitley going frizzy, but Rachael assures me that I still look stunning. The heat is awful. "So, what now?" I ask Rachael, as we walk along the sandy boards. "Now, we wait." She says. "Wait for what?" I ask. "Boys. You dummy!" I look at her confused. "I'm not exactly over Jack.. I don't want another boy." I say. "It's called making Jack jealous. You don't have to fall for this guy." I look at Rachael, not liking this plan too much. "Rachael.." I say, sounding concerned. Before I know it, she's grabbing my hand, and pulling me toward a group of muscular surfer boys. They look a year or two older than myself. Admittedly they're quite attractive, but definitely nothing compared to Jack. "Hey! Guys!" Rachael calls out to them. They all turn around and look our way. "Hey" one of them says. "I'm Rachael, and this is my friend Emily. Would you guys be so kind as to take a picture with us?" They all laugh. "Sure, why not?" one of them says. "I'm Sawyer, by the way, and this is Tommy, that's Reid, and that's Daniel." Rachael greets them, and I shyly nod hello. Rachael grabs my phone and gives it to a stranger, who snaps a picture of us with the 4 shirtless surfers. "Thanks!" She says to the young girl who took the photo. "Perfect. This goes right on your snapchat story." Rachael taps my screen a few times, to post the picture and hands the phone back to me. I instantly text Corbyn.

Me: Corbyn. Rachael thinks I should make Jack jealous. She posted a picture to my story of us with some strangers.. I don't think this is right. Msg me after your show is over.

Rachael and I add the guys on snapchat, and then begin to walk home, so we can prepare for our Skype call with the boys.