Torn ~ m.e

Chapter 46

I can see why Taylor likes her. She's nice- she's a bit clueless but she's nice. She came over just to see if I was okay. She doesn't even know me and she did that for me. Wait, no. Taylor invited her over- she didn't offer.

I sit in bed in my Nash top and shorts. I stare down at the face on my shirt. It makes me sick. Why Nash? Why Jack? Why did it have to be them? Did they just get close to me to use me to get me into bed?

There's a knock at the door.

"Leave me alone" I call but the door opens anyway. I see Jack Johnson stood in front of me, with red, slightly swollen eyes and a red nose. He's been crying. "I said leave me alone" I say sternly.

"Hear me out?"

"What could you possibly say to make this better?"

"I dont know-"

"Exactly" I laugh, shaking my head.

"-But I can try" He says walking closer "Look Sky, I know I was an idiot"

"You're not wrong" I interupt

"I know I should have told you. I know I shouldn't have agreed. I do really like you Sky, I thought this would give me the motivation to finally tell you rather than wimping out all the time."

"And this was the only way for you to be able to man up and tell me?"

"No, it was the stupidest way. I wasn't planning to go through with the bet- I swear. I was going to tell you"

"But you didn't"

"I was, today. But then I found out you're back with Matt"

"So if it wasn't for Matt, the bet would still be going?"

"Well yeah." He shakes his head "No, because I was about to tell you. But then you were so sad about school that I didn't want to upset you even more."

"You're so full of rubbish Jack! How do I know that everything we've been through isn't just a lie?"

"Everything I've told you is the truth"

"What about on the beach?"

"On the beach with you. That was me, the real me."

"How am I meant to know the real you when you don't tell me anything?"

"Hi, my full name is Jack Edward Johnson. I was born on March 24th 1996. I am 18 years old. My star sign is Aries."

"I know all that about you"

"I can't get Shower by Becky G out of my head right now. My dream music collaboration would be with Drake. My favourite thing about tourring is meeting the fans. When performing 'Coldhearted' all I can think about is you." He sits on the edge of my bed "Do I need to go on?"

"Go on then" I laugh.

"I tell everyone that I like to live my life with no regrets and I've stuck to that. Apart from one" He winks. "Please Sky. I'm not asking you to forgive me or for us to go back to how we were. I just want to go back to Omaha knowing that you don't hate me."

"I don't hate you"

"Really?" He leaps towards me "Thank you so much Sky" He wraps his arms around me, squeezing me tightly.

"Can I ask you about something?"

"Sure, anything for you" Anything for you. That's what Matt said to me. More like anything to hurt you.

"Am I making a mistake with Matt?"

"I can't tell you how to live your life"

"Then don't tell me. Just advise me" I smirk desperately.

"I wouldn't trust him if I were you"

"That's all I needed to hear" I lie down in the bed "Night Jack"

"Night"