prove it - j.g

chapter seventeen: "did i prove it?"

jack gilinsky

her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at my words, though i sat there and stared at her with a straight, serious face.

"you want me to what?" she asks, hoping i'd repeat the offer again.

i chuckle, "not literally tour, but come with me and stay backstage, on the bus, or at the hotel. be there with me for that little bit so we have some time together. the boys want you to as well, i already asked them. you can hangout backstage as we perform, then we'll go out to eat or go back to the hotel. specifically, that week and a half you'd be with us, we'll be travelling to toronto, canada and some more places in the states. new york, boston, and i think san francisco, but i can't remember. point is, i want you to be there with me."

once again, her eyes nearly left their sockets. she was stunned, but seemed like she was thinking about it.

"you're sure that you want me to–"

before she could finish her sentence, i place my hand on her jaw and connect our lips together. by the time we pull away, vanessa's eyes are back to normal.

"yes, i am sure i want you to come with me" i respond to the question she attempted to ask.

she blinks a few times, "i mean, i'll tell my parents about it and as long as we're home, then i guess?"

the both of us smile, the topic going over our heads as we begin to talk about anything else we could think of. suddenly, the topic of conversation had switched to her ex.

"does he still try to come and talk to you?" i ponder, asking the question hoping the answer would be 'no'.

she shakes her head, "after everything i said to him a few weeks ago, he has completely respected my words and hasn't spoken to me."

"you don't feel bad, right?" i confirm, seeing her face slightly falter when she responded to me previously. the last thing i want is for her to feel bad for doing the right thing.

"i kind of do. not necessarily in the way where i'd go apologize, but i said some harsh things that he didn't necessarily deserve" she explains, guilt once again trickling into her voice as her facial expression changes.

"vanessa, he doesn't deserve you. you deserve so much better!" i state, my voice raising slightly.

she puts her head down in shame, "he was the love of my life, jack."

i place my two fingers on her chin and lift her head up, "he can't make you feel the way i can."

her eyes glimmer as a smirk grows on her face, "prove it."

at that moment, i placed my hand on her jaw and pulled her close to me without falling off of the tree. that wouldn't be romantic. our lips collide in a sensational feeling as all of her doubts seem to wash away at that point. her one hand held the trunk of the tree for support and safety as the other connected at the base of my hair. she glides her fingers through, earning a low groan from me at the feeling. i place my opposing hand that was not placed on her jaw and placed it on her thigh and slightly rubbed my thumb in circles. that action, might i add, caused her to lowly moan into the kiss.

the kiss that began as a simple one was quickly escalating and becoming much more heated. we pull away, well i do, and vanessa frowns.

"you make my stomach feel odd, giving me butterflies whenever we text or call. when i show up at your house or when you come to mine, even if it's for our parents' dinners that they enjoy doing now. the evening i met you, i was exhausted from getting off of the flight from la with johnson and walking in the door, only to find out i was going out with my parents to their new friend's house for dinner. your parents welcomed me and suggested i go meet their daughter who was in the backyard, and from the moment i laid my eyes on you, you intrigued me. your ability to captivate me so quickly intrigued me the most. your ability to be so kind even though you had such a hard layer on the front. then, when he broke your heart and you talked to me about it. i had caught you crying when you were getting out of your car and my heart felt as if it dropped down to my stomach, seeing your eyes puffy and red. you were wasting your tears on him, which only sent anger through my veins, making me want to punch him out. you deserve so much more than him, and i know that you have realized that, though you still carry this guilt for some insane reason. what you do to me is insane."

her eyes stared into mine, tearing up as she stared at me, "oh my gosh."

i caress my thumb on her cheek, wiping a stray tear that had managed to slip her eye, "did i prove it?"

she nods, leaning into me and wrapping her arms around me, placing her head on my chest, "you did more than that."

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moving onto the second portion of the date, the eating part. we had drove only twenty minutes or so, ending up at a cute little diner that johnson and i would also come to.

she was sitting across from me, her beautiful eyes shining as the golden cast of the setting sun shun directly on her face. it caused her left eye to squint a bit more, creating this cute face that was undesirable.

im going to be asking her to be my girlfriend, though i have to plan it out perfectly.