Jack Dail Imagines

he gets another girls number

*your pov*

"disney store y/n!" my three year old cousin, lylah, grabbed me by my hand, and tried her hardest to pull me into the Disney store. jack and i were babysitting her.

"nooo." jack groaned. i ignored him, and knelt down to lylahs height.

"what do u say if u want something?" she looked up at the sky. a light bulb came over her head, and she smiled.

"please? can we please go to the disney store?" i softly laughed and nodded my head. she quickly ran into the store.

"cmon, jack." jack stood still, with his arms crossed over his chest.

"ughhhh. no."

"ill give u a kiss." a smirk formed on his face. he walked over to me and put his hands on my waist.

"not yet, lylah is in the store by herself." we both quickly headed in. jack kept looking around at all of the princess dresses in disgust. we werent even half way through the store yet. jack set his back against the wall, and stared at his feet. while i was looking at the cinderella dress, i was listening to jack and another girls conservation.

"whoa, u look tired." she said, with a giggle. i rolled my eyes, and continued looking at the cinderella stuff. lylahs small hand intertwined with mine.

"no, i just dont wanna be here." he replied.

"well, how about we go get some coffee." i acted as if i wasnt paying attention.

"uhh.. actually im here with people."

WHAT? HERE WITH PEOPLE? UH, MORE LIKE HELPING YOUR GIRLFRIEND BABYSIT, YOU DOUCHE, i thought to myself, so tempted to turn back and say it.

"y/n", i wanna go see puppies." lylah said, my focus now on her.

"you dont want this cute cinderella dress? look how cute it is! we can buy the wand and tiara too." i exclaim. she shook her head, making her pigtails hit her hace. i sigh, and turn around, to see jack with a smile on his face, watching the girl he was talking to walk away.

"hey babe, not buying her anything?" jack asked as we were walking to the animal shelter. all i wanted to do then and there was slap him. but lylahs right here. so ill just do it when we get home. he was totally checking her out! and im sure that he didnt mention me in that little conversation he was having.

"babe?" he tried to hold my hand, but i kept it in my pockets.

"whats wrong?" jack asked, obviously getting fustrated.

"lylah, go look at the puppies." she nodded and started to walk away.

"BUT STAY WHERE WE CAN SEE U!"

"ok!" she replies. i look over at jack with devil eyes. he shook his head in confusion.

"oh, actually im here with people." i say mocking his voice. his eyebrows furrowed together.

"jack im not stupid! i heard u flirting with that girl!" i smack his arm, softly.

"i was not flirting with her!" he protests. soon after that, his phone lit up, with the name.

'gina' and a wink emoji by it. i shook my head, and felt sick to my stomach.

"youre sick." i say walking towards lylah.

"y/n, wait." he grabbed my arm, but i forcefully pulled away.

"dont u dare fucking touch me, jack." his eyes were starting to water, but he kept a serious look on his face. not even a sorry look. just serious.

"please dont say anything bad on social media."

i break. everything. all the bad thoughts in my head flash back. everything everyone said was right. me getting those nonstop tweets about how

"jack only dates me because of my fame." it was all true. he said 'please dont say anything bad on social media'. did he even try to fight for me? no. he didnt.

i stare him in his blue eyes. tears threatning to fall, and when i blinked many of them fell.

"y/n! come look at puuupppieeess!" lylah came up to me, and tugged my shirt. i kept eye contact with jack, and picked up lylah. my eyes finally left jacks blue eyes, and met lylahs.

"lets go home lylah." i say, my heard pounding.

"why? i really want a puppy!" she asked.

"you can get one later, ok? i promise." i look up at jack, and he is now crying uncontrollably.

"alright. you promise y/n?" lylah asked.

"yea. i promise." i say and start walking away, with lylah in my arms. air. i need air.