Velocity-> Jack Gilinsky

Chapter 3

*Jack's POV*

My lungs heave in and out rapidly as I try and catch my breath.

"Sooo, that was nice." I say awkwardly. I don't really like talking about the sex after it's happened, what's the point?

"Yeah, yeah it was. So, what are you doing later?" Shannon questions, biting her lip as she traces the muscles of my stomach.

"I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd love for it to be you, but I need to get a few things done today," I look at her eyes and she doesn't show any emotion; They're just empty. She pulls her hand away and wraps the blankets around her amazing, bare body.

"What, what's wrong? Remember, no-"

"-No feelings, Jack, yeah I remember," Shannon finishes my thoughts with anger and annoyance interlaced around her words. "You should get going to get those 'things' finished."

I turn away from her, picking up my shirt from the floor and throwing it over my head and onto my torso. Then, I slip on my pants and Vans before looking back at her. She's still staring, but this time at the ground. I shuffle through the sheets for my phone, and once I find it, I head for the door.

"Call me when you need me."

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I pull into Sam's driveway. He was one of my closest friends. The others weren't around anymore, and I don't want to think about that right now. It was a part of me that I wish wasn't. But everyone has problems, I just tried to forget them until they became overwhelming.

I walk up to the front door, knocking a few times before placing my hands in my pockets. A few seconds later, I see his familiar face.

"Hey mannn, you finally showed up. Johnson's only here, we're up in my room. Did you bring some extra?" Sam says, and I can tell he's a little stoned from the red rims around his eyes. I nod and pull out the tiny bag full of grass. He laughs to himself and then signals for me to follow him upstairs. As I enter the room, I see Johnson sitting on the floor, with his legs criss-crossed and a joint in his hand. I slowly go over to him and sit down as Sam does the same. I take the small bag from my pocket again and roll the grass into a joint.

"Heyyyy Jackk." JJ's very late reaction makes me laugh. Sam begins too, but I don't think he even knows what he's laughing about. They were both so high it was unbelievable. But then again, these little 'hangouts' happened almost every week. It looked as if Johnson hadn't slept for weeks, and the red encircling his eyes made them appear extremely blue.

I bring the joint to my lips, inhaling all the fumes while closing my eyes. I keep the smoke in my mouth for a few seconds before releasing it into the muggy air. I take another hit, but this time letting the smoke burn my lungs. I loved the sensation I got from it, I just loved the way it made me feel something.

After several minutes, I look around to see the boys. But all I can see is smoke, and it's almost as if the air could be weighed because of how thick it was. I reach out to try and find Sam or Johnson, but nothing. I get up and open the window to air out the bedroom, stepping on someone on my way there.

"Shit sorry, Sam." He was out, and I didn't bother to move or wake him. I then pull off my hoodie, feeling drowsy. I sit on the bed and notice both Johnson and Sam are on the ground, so I decide to sleep at Sam's for the night since I was in no shape to drive home. My parents wouldn't give a shit anyways. They, out of everyone, were used to it by now. I lay my head on the pillow, and instantly, sleep takes over.

(A/N) Sorry it was short and I didn't include Olivia's POV! :( I felt bad and wanted to upload. The reason for the shortness is because I'm starting school tomorrow and I'm really nervous and unprepared... Anyways, I'm sorry this story is slow. Tomorrow will be the day of the pep rally and Jack and Liv will have some interaction :) <3