Hit Me Up // Jack Avery • Why Dont We

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VALERIE JENKINS' POV

"Stop."

Poke.

"Cut it out!"

Poke.

"Jack!" I exclaim when he pokes me on the side of my stomach, causing me to erupt in a fit of giggles. I grab his hands in mine and grip them tightly and say seriously, "I mean it. You know I hate being tickled."

"I don't really mind that you're holding my hands," he says suddenly, smiling down at our hands.

"Me neither," I say honestly, before quickly adding, "As long as it keeps you from disturbing me."

"I'm not--" he tries but I cut him short.

"Watch the movie."

"I've already seen it--"

"Watch it again."

He huffs in agreement, running a hand through his curls and readjusting himself on the bed. He pouts when I release his hands and I only giggle in response.

It took a while but I've finally wrapped my head around the fact that I was literally hanging out with Jack freaking Avery. He claims he's a lot more starstruck than I am but I highly doubt that's possible.

We're currently huddled up on the bed of his hotel room and watching a rerun of Now You See Me 2 because it was the only movie I liked that was currently on TV.

I've seen the first movie and loved it so it was movie law to watch the second one. Despite being maybe 30 minutes late when we started watching, it's somewhat making sense after an hour or so.

"Stop staring," I move his face with my hand, making him face the screen.

He turns back to face me. "I've already seen this movie."

"I haven't."

"Can't we do something else?"

"No?"

"You smell nice."

"Thank you?"

"You're welcome," he grins.

As much as I wanted to watch the movie, I was well aware of his efforts just to get here so I grab the remove and shut off the television.

"Okay," I decided. "Let's play a game."

"Hop scotch?"

"I was kinda thinking truth or dare."

"Is beer involved?"

"Uh..."

"I honestly don't think my mom would approve."

"No beer," I assure him. "How about 20 questions instead?"

"Favorite animal," he jumps right into it, euphoria evident on his perfect face that we were doing something other than watching a really good movie.

"Koala," I answer without having to think twice.

"How Australian."

"I know," I laugh. "Just how jetlagged are you?"

"Very," he answers dramatically. "Ever been out of the country?"

"Twice. I've been to Korea a couple months ago which I numerously posted about and I've been to New Zealand when I was younger--"

"Wait, I already know this."

"You do?"

"I think you mentioned it in a video before."

"Damn, do I really put out everything about myself?" I ask incredulously, trying to remember what video I mentioned it on. "Well, I guess I haven't mentioned exactly why I went to Korea."