Your POV
I walked out of my bathroom and into the living room, just to find Jack laid across the couch, casually scrolling through his phone. I noticed how quiet the rest of the house was, then wondered, 'Where's Mark?'
Jack sat up, throwing his phone to the side, "Ready?"
I nodded, "Yeah, but it's only 11, and where's Mark?"
Jack pointed behind him, "He already left. He wanted to meet the girl I set him up with."
"When did you set him up, anyway?" I asked, sitting down beside him.
"A week or two ago..? I don't really remember. Oh yeah, Tyler said he and Katheryn couldn't make it."
I nodded, looking at his phone. I smirked as I picked it up, slipping it into my pocket without Jack noticing. I stood up and went upstairs to get my phone, then heard Jack yell.
"(Y/n)? Do you have my phone?" Jack yelled, laughing slightly.
I looked around for a place to hide, under my bed being one of them. I quickly grabbed my phone and ducked underneath my bed, silently giggling. I heard Jack's footsteps closing in on me, making me anxious. I quieted myself, slowing down my breathing, making it quieter.
"(Y/n)? Where are you? I know you have my phone." He chuckled as he walked into my bathroom, right past me. "Are you in here?" He asked, his voice echoing off the tiled wall. I heard the shower door open, Jack hum, then the door close. He walked back into the room, then stopped. He walked over to my closet, opening it up slowly.
'He must not want me on his phone if he's looking that hard for me.' I frowned slightly, wondering what he had hidden behind his lock screen.
I heard his footsteps near my bed, then him plop down onto the bed, startling me. I jumped and my foot accidentally hit one of the boards underneath the bed, making a loud thump. My eyes widened as I listened for any movement above me, hearing nothing. I looked to the sides of the bed, seeing no sign of Jack.
Assuming he's still on the bed, I laid my head on the floor lightly, making sure not to make a noise. I heard Jack chuckle above me, then him humming. I recognized the song immediately.
Let me know that I've done wrong,
When I've known this all along.
I've gone (?) around a time or two,
Just to waste my time with you.
Tell me all that you've thrown away,
Find out games you don't wanna play.
You are the only one that needs to know.
I'll give (?) you my dirty little secret,
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret...
'He knows I love that song. He also knows I can't help but sing it every time I get the chance to. Fuck me...' He continued humming the lyrics, making me bite my lip to not sing.
I heard him sigh, then saw his feet hit the floor beside me. "(Y/n), I know you're in here. And I'm pretty sure I know where you are. Just come out from underneath the bed."
I sighed and scooted out from underneath the bed, looking up at him. "I have a question."
He raised an eyebrow, "And what would that be?"
I looked down, avoiding eye contact, "Why don't you want me having your phone?" I asked quietly.
He chuckled, taking one of my hands. "I've got a... dirty little secret on there."
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|Run Away With Me| (A Jacksepticeye x Reader)
Fanfiction¡COMPLETED!! I took his hands into mine, his eyes only watering more when he looked down. A tear slowly rolled down his cheek as he looked down, so I wiped it off with the pad of my thumb. My hand rested on his jaw, then I gently made him look at me...