jack gilinsky imagines

distraction

for madsgilinsky

jack's pov

i can see that you been hurting
baby don't beat yourself up
be right here with me now

she was crying. again. and it's as if she always only comes to me when he breaks her heart.

"brooke, what's wrong?" i finally ask her, already knowing what she'd say.

"it's-its him." she manages to get out between sobs.

i put my arm around her but at the same time, wanna yell at her.

"why do you keep running back to him?" i say.

"cause jack, we're made for each other. he's my soulmate and i'm his. he gave me a promise ring! no other boyfriend has!" she yells.

"i would" i whisper.

"what?"

i can see all your tears, he ain't worth em
well yeah, that isn't love
i'm right here with you now

"he's not worth all this love"

"we had something so special this time." she sobs.

my heart broke looking at her. even while she was crying, she was the most beautiful person ever.

i was in love with her. and it fucked me up to new extremes everytime she would confess her love for him. he didn't deserve her and she was blind to that.

just let it all go
and i'll pull you close
we'll take it real slow
baby we can shut the world out

i pull her near me, my heart jumping at the contact.

"brooke, maybe you guys aren't meant to be together. you guys break up like every other day. that's not how 'soulmates' are supposed to work." i whisper.

she pulls away, looking at me with the hottest anger in her eyes.

"what the fuck jack? you're supposed to be helping me try to make up with him, not fucking convince me to not try. i thought you were fucking supportive" she spits out

a course of anger rushes through my veins.

"don't for a fucking second tell me i'm not fucking supportive. the only thing i've been doing is fucking supporting you when your dumbass runs back to him. don't you get it? you guys aren't in love. if you were, you wouldn't have to worry about what he'd say or do. you wouldn't have broken up with him for the 10th time this month. you're too fucking caught up with that fake shit you wanna call 'love'. you're completely fucking oblivious to the fact that this isn't love." i say, shooting off the couch.

her face seems to look confused.

"fine jack. then what is love?" she says in a defeated voice.

i calm down a little bit, my heart aching at how defeated she looks right now.

i crouch down and put my hands on her knees.

"brooke, love is a beautiful thing. it encompasses every good emotion, every great thing, and makes it all one. love makes you wanna dance. it makes you wanna smile all day and all night. not cry." i say in a small voice.

"if he doesn't love me, who does love me like that? cause quite frankly, i feel alone right now." she whispers, looking at me with her beet red eyes.

"i do."

did i really just say that?

"jack." she says.

"i know you don't feel the same and I respect that. but i love you. i've loved you for so long, brooke."

she just looks at me, confused.

"let me be your distraction. we don't need to be together or anything. let me just distract you of every shitty thing happening right now. please." i say again.

she slowly nods her head and moves in to hug me.

in the hug she says, "i promise i'll fall in love with you."

i chuckle.

"you shouldn't be promising things that won't happen, just like that."

"no jack, i promise. i'm halfway there. give me some time and we'll be together." she says confidently.

"okay brooke. i'll be waiting."

"you promise?"

"i promise."

even though it wasn't what i had imagined happening, it still elevated me to heights unknown.

i'll be your distraction
your distraction
i'll be your distraction
your distraction
cause, he don't even matter
even matter
baby we can shut the world out

let me know if y'all want a part 2 to this cause i have sum ideas for a part 2 :)

n i just wanted to thank u guys for 4K reads. i started this book 2 months ago n y'all have read the fuck outta this. so thank u!!