𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 | Why Dont We [✔️]

Bad Reputation || J.A

Credit Goes to whydontwe-fanfics
Song: Bad Reputation by Shawn Mendes
Warnings: angst, swearing, mentions of physical abuse

" She got a bad reputation
She takes the long way home "

"Where have you been?" Corbyn asked as Jack subtly walked into their shared house. Jack glanced up and took notice of all of the boys staring at him, arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"What is this? An intervention?" Jack scoffed, locking the door and shoving his hands into his pockets.

"You could say that," Jonah huffed. Jack rolled his eyes and took a few more steps into the house.

"If this is who I think it's about-"

"You're damn right it is," Corbyn scoffed. Jack clenched his jaw and began to head upstairs.

"This isn't a fucking joke, Jack. Were you with her or not tonight?" Daniel asks. Jack flares his nostrils, not replying.

"Just answer the question, dude," Corbyn groaned.

"Yes, I was. And I couldn't give two fucks about what you guys have to say about it," Jack argued.

"What were you doing with her?" Jonah inquired.

"I really don't see how that's any of your business..." Jack gritted his teeth as they all stared at him with accusing looks. "We hung out and then we walked here."

"You smell like liquor," Corbyn registered.

"We only shared a bottle," Jack narrowed his eyes.

"Only shared a-" Jonah scoffed.

"I still have no clue what you guys have against her. She hasn't done anything to you guys. Get off my back."

"She's been a bad influence on you since high school."

"Don't talk about her like that," Jack grows tense.

"She slept with the entire baseball-" Corbyn began.

"And football," Daniel added.

"And football teams," Corbyn concludes.

"You don't know shit. You only heard the rumors," Jack angrily defended you.

" And all of my friends seen her naked
Or so the story goes "

"We know enough," Zach claims.

"You don't know anything. You all think you do," Jack spat. "You're supposed to be my best friends. Leave my girl alone and fuck off." With that, he turned and marched out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

" Mistakes we all make them
But they won't let it go, no "

Jack marched down the pathway and started heading towards your house, knowing that it'd be at least a twenty-minute walk from where he stood. He took out his phone and went straight to his contacts, pressing on your name and holding the phone up to his ear.