prove it - j.g

chapter thirty three: "i love you"

warning: sexual content.

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jack gilinsky

today marks four days that vanessa and i have been apart from each other due to her sudden shift in emotions. she has shut me out for the past few days now, only responding to me with one-word answers that i can tell are meaningless. at first, i was searching for answers by rethinking everything that had happened between us. i couldn't find any reason for her to be mad at me or be upset for something i may have said. so, i messaged dylan. he said it wasn't just me, she was acting like this towards absolutely everyone, including her best friend, family, and myself.

though, i was forced to push away the aching thoughts of how she's doing due to my current situation. hanging out with my three idiotic friends - sam, nate, and johnson. we weren't even doing much that was important, hence why vanessa was crossing my mind so often.

while sitting on the couch, my phone buzzed from beside me.

vanessa
hey are you home?

immediately, my heart started to race as she sent this text message. she was about to get out of school, possibly meaning she might be wanting to come see me.

jack
im out with the guys now, i can go home
why?

vanessa
you don't have to
i wanted to see you but i don't want to bother you

jack
i'll be there in 5

i was so utterly happy to be able to see her face, kiss her lips, hold her in my arms, and hear her voice again. i missed her so much, even though it's only been four days.

"hey guys, i gotta get going" i suddenly say, standing up and fixing my shirt as i stuff my phone into my pocket.

sam's eyes furrow, "what, why?"

johnson makes a whipping sound, "he's whipped. that's why."

i stick my middle finger up at him, "shut the fuck up, im far from whipped, asshole."

they all chuckle, my eyes rolling as i get my shoes on and walk out of the conjoined house of nate and sam.

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she had yet to make it over to my house yet, though it had only been about ten minutes since i've arrived home. i was impatiently waiting for her to knock on my door or simply walk in. and as if i had said it out loud, the front door was lightly knocked upon.

"hey" i greet her when opening the door. she looked breathtaking, as usual. even though her beautiful body was hidden underneath some of the most casual clothes, the all-black look suited her and made the mysterious side of her pop. it reminded me of what she looked like the first night my eyes laid upon her in her black bikini.

"um hey" she shyly says, clearly feeling somewhat awkward since it's been an odd four days of barely talking.

moving to the side, i let her in but am caught off guard when she leans up to place a kiss on my lips.

"im sorry for shutting you out these past few days" she states, mumbling her words against my lips, "you didn't deserve that."