Chapter 34

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I apologize for not posting anything. There's a lot of shit going on rn so i hope you understand :)

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As Jack gets to Noah, now being a few inches away from his face, "don't you ever touch her. Ever." He says in a low, serious voice that makes me feel scared for Noah. The look on Jack's face is absolutely terrifying. It's like he's a different person.

Noah looks at Jack, shocked that he actually said that. Then, a smirk appears on his face. "What 'cha gon' do?" He says in a funny voice. I'm guessing he's imitating Jack.

I look over at their mom and dad, who are casually having a conversation about politics. How do they not see this? Someone's gonna get hurt.

"This," Jack says and punches Noah in the face, so he falls off of the chair. Jack calmly walks back to his chair and sits down. His parents are looking at him like he just came down from mars. Their mouths are hanging open, "it's not polite to have your mouth open when you're eating," Jack winks at his parents and casually starts eating.

"Jack Dawson what has gotten into you? Get into your room!" His mom yells at him. I really want to say something but I can't. I'm in shock from Jack's actions. He's never one to start a fight.

"I'm 21 for fu-," Jack quickly stops. "I'm 21!" He says and I almost laugh. He's so adorable.

Not the time, Emma.

"You're in my house, you follow my rules," she says in a calm voice. She looks kind of..scared? Jack then sighs and gets up, leaving the dining room.

Soooo..what do I do? Do I like follow him or...

"I thought he changed," Noah sighs, rubbing his cheek. What's that supposed to mean?

"Excuse me," I apologize to his parents, who just nod and smile. I follow Jack into his room. Stopping in front of his door, I realise I don't know what to do or say. Then I decide to wing it. I knock on his door and slowly open it.

Jack's laying in his bed, his head into his pillow, "if you came here to yell at me, he deserved it," he says, not bothering to check who it is. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna yell at you," I chuckle and sit on his bed. His head immediately shoots up. His eyes light up and he smiles.

"I'm so sorry. My brother is a dickhead," he sighs and I smile, telling him it's okay. Jack spreads his arms, waiting for me to hug him. When I do, he holds me tightly, turning our bodies around and lays us down so he's hovering over me. Again.

For some strange reason this turns me on. A lot. The way his lips form into a perfect smile with his perfect teeth and then his a strain of his hair gets on his face-

What is happening?

"I was thinking, since you're probably hungry, we can go out to eat and you can meet my old friends," he smiles and kisses me. He has a point. Because of his outburst, I didn't eat at all and I am hungry. It's not late; 7pm. And I do wanna meet his friends.

They have to be suuuper nice. Just like Jack.

"Sure, why not," I smile.

I go to the bathroom to get dressed and he does the same in his room. I put on some mascara and tie my hair into a ponytail.

"You ready?" Jack knocks on the door and opens it. I scream, "Jack! I could've been naked!" A devilish smile paints on his face, "I guess I'm not lucky today," he shrugs and I roll my eyes. He hugs me, kissing me on my forehead. I smile as he grabs my hand, pulling me outside and taking my jacket.

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