My Brother's Best Friend: a Jack Avery imagine

Part 1. The News

September 27, 2016

Hey, I'm Rose. My life has been pretty depressing, so I won't share all the details, but heres some background on me. When I was in 6th grade, my parents both left on a "business trip to New York." That was exactly what they called it. But that's not what it was. Let's just say I've been living with my best friend, Anna for about 4 years now. The cool thing about living with her is that her brother, Daniel James Seavey, is the king of singing. Well, next to the other kings, like Shawn Mendes and Ed Sheeran. He was on American Idol, for God's sake. Since me and Anna are like sisters, that would make Dani (that's what I call him. not even she calls him that. we're pretty close) my brother. They're my family, and I love 'em. But enough about me, here's my crazy story.
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It was the end of September, and I was feeling kind of depressed. My parents left 4 years ago today. I still hate when people talk about it. And what sucks even worse? My ex friend, Katelyn, never shuts her mouth about it. She's always like "Rose! How are your parents? Oh, yeah you wouldn't know, they left!" And then she walks away laughing. I hate her. But back to the story. Anna's brother Daniel just told her some crazy news because I can hear her yelling across the house as she comes running into my room.

"Rose! You will NEVER believe it!"

"Spill the tea sister."

"DANIEL'S JOINING A BAND!"

"Oh that's awesome, Anna. With who? None of his friends can sing.."

"He found some and they sing like angels. Literal angels."

"Not to be rude, but how does this pertain to me?"

"Well, you arent gonna like this, but this one guy in the band looks like Michael."

Michael. My ex-boyfriend. He asked me out freshman year, and we dated until November of sophomore year. Then he went off and cheated on me with the school slut. He is now one of the "popular" guys. I call him an effboy. It's been a year since we broke up, but it still hurts. Anna tried to help me cope, but all I could think about was the memories.

"Dont even bring that jerk up, Anna."

"I told you you wouldn't like it."

"Do we get to meet them?"

"Yeah, they're supposed to be coming over to write stuff tomorrow with Daniel."

"One question: how much does this guy look like M-.. Michael?"

It hurt to even say his name. I guess I'm not over it.

"His eyes. They're the same shade of shady brown as Michael's. And his smile. Their smiles are the exact same, it's crazy."

"Anything else?"

"No. He has a perm though, and it's kinda cute."

"Eww."

"Don't be such a debby downer."

"Whatever."

Then I heard Dani yelling, and 4 other unfamiliar voices. Well, 3. I'd heard one before, I identified it instantly. His name was Zachary. Zach Herron. I personally wasn't into him, but we'll just say Anna was.

"Rose! Anna! Come down here and meet my boyyyyyys!"

"Coming, Dani."

I really didn't want to, for fear of flashbacks to Michael. But I did it to make Dani happy. When he's happy, I'm happy, right? I think so.

"Rose, Anna, you already know Zach."

He went to our school. I saw Anna blush and winked at her. She gave me the death glare and her eyes said, shut up or you wont wake up tomorrow.

"This is Jonah,"

He motioned to a tall boy with dark brown hair, fair skin, and the darkest brown eyes I'd seen in my life.

"Corbyn,"

He then pointed at a boy just a little shorter than Jonah with blond hair, (why are they all so pasty😂) and beautiful green eyes.

"And Jack."

Here was the guy I was dreading. Anna was right, he does look exactly like Michael. His eyes as dark as Michael's, to the point they looked almost black. He smiled a little, and I immediately flashed back to last June.
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"Babe, I love you."

"I love you more."

"Not possible," he smirked, and pulled me in for a kiss.
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I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek, so  I turned around and walked to my room. I couldn't let Dani see me cry. When one of us cries, we cry together. When me and Michael broke up, he was the one who cried with me. Not Anna. Therefore, I cant cry in front of him, especially when he's with his friends. They'll think so low of me. And him for that matter, he must've told them we were close.

"Rose, come back."

I heard Daniel say. Then I heard footsteps. Anna's, or so I thought. I see the one Daniel called Jonah walk into my doorway, and he asks if I wanted to talk about it.

"Promise you wont judge me?"

"That's not my thing. Er.. judging, not promises. Whatever. I promise." He chuckled at himself. It was adorable.

"Okay." I patted the spot on my bed, telling him to sit down. After that, I let everything out to him. Everything. As soon as the first tear fell, he grabbed me and pulled me into his chest. He's so sweet, I thought. NO. STOP. GUYS LIKE THIS ARE JERKS. But maybe he's different. I was fighting a war, and I was my own enemy. Jonah could tell. He didnt say anything, he just held me. Like the world was ending and we were the only ones left. That's how it felt.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah. Thanks, Jonah."

"You're welcome."

He got up and left. He smiled back at me before he walked out the door, though. Does he like me? No, I thought. I walked back out and Jack smiled. Like he was happy to see me. I have him a blank stare, and his smile faded. He turned back to Corbyn and started talking about something. I felt bad for putting my feelings about Michael on top of him, but I couldn't help it. Corbyn, Jonah, Zach, and Jack got up and told Daniel that they needed to go home. I'll give it to them, it was about 1 AM, and I was tired too. Daniel drove them home, and was back about half an hour later. He walked into my room.

"What happened earlier? With Jonah, I mean."

"We just talked."

"That's it?"

"That's it, Dani," I laughed. He always worries about me, but it's cute.

"Okay. Night."

"Good night."

Then I got a text from an unknown number.
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