COLLISION ➳ JACK GILINSKY

Chapter Six.

We were literally being bombarded with cameras and people by this point. They were literally everywhere, and I mean everywhere. At first, it wasn't that crowded. There was only one van, with about 5-7 paparazzi people in, probably the people that management tipped off, but I guess since word got out that we were here, the park became packed. I'm not even lying when I say it is packed. If you were to see through the cloud's perspective, you would see tiny specks of people's head. They looked like an army of ants.

We were supposed to have a 'lovely date,' and have the few paparazzi take pictures of us acting all sweet to each other and cute couple pictures. But now, we couldn't even take a seat to eat, because there were thousands of people who are surrounding us, asking for pictures, autographs, follows on twitter or Instagram. I couldn't keep up.

Sure, this isn't the first time that it had happened, but it did seem like one of the most crowded, considering that my fans were here, and his fans were also here, and a bunch of paparazzi were here, all wanting to take a photo of the new 'star couple.' And the worst part was that we didn't bring security with us. Yep, not a bright decision.

I leaned closer to Jack as people were sticking their hands in my face, poking my eye by accident. Suddenly, I felt more free. I looked up from Jack's chest to see my security guard, Adam, pushing them back.

I sighed in relief as he yelled, "MOVE BACK!!!"

Although people were still pushing towards us, it has died down a bit. Adam began to make a passage for us to walk through to our picnic place. The way was finally cleared and we finally got to sit down.

"Gosh, I'm tired as heck," I groaned sitting down on the bench, resting my leg on Jack's knee.

"What are you doing?" he said, pushing my feet off of him.

I glared at him, "We're supposed to act like a couple remember, boo?" I said through clenched teeth, changing my tone at the end, making me sound sweeter.

"You know I love you, babe," he said with his fake cheesy voice, pinching my cheek.

I scrunched my nose, adding to the cuteness we were displaying in front of everybody. He pushed both of my legs, aside, making them fall to either side of the bench, scooting closer to me. He rested his hands on top of my knee, rubbing circles into it. I yelped when he poked my sides.

He smirked, looking at me, "So you're ticklish, huh?"

I looked away from him, avoiding his smug look. I yelped again when he continued to poke my sides. I scrunched up, bringing my hands to my sides, covering them. "Stop it!" I shrieked, angrily.

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist, turning me around and pulled me closer, so that my back was against his chest. I laid my head on his chest, grabbing his hand, playing with it. "You have pretty large hands," I said as I compared his with mine.

He pulled his hand back, examining it, "No, yours are just really small." He placed his hand against mine again, showing me.

"Big Hand Gilinsky." I chuckled saying his new nick name out loud.

He was about to speak, probably calling me 'Small Hand Rose,' when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took his phone out, looking at whatever it was. "Take a cute picture and post it on Instagram," He read his text message out loud.

"Time to act like we love each other for the whole world, but of course you won't have to do any acting, right?" He swung his hand around my shoulder, smirking at me.

"Actually, I'll have to do the best acting I have ever done, considering I hate you with all my gut," I said, smirking back at him.

He put his phone in front of us, making the camera flip, so that our faces showed on the screen. We made cute faces at the camera. I had fish lips, sucking in both cheeks, my eyes wide, and he looked at me grinning cheekily. A second before the snap was heard, he turned his head, kissing me right on the cheek, earning a shock look from me. He smiled and pulled away, showing me the picture. I was still wide-eyed, but it was because I was surprised at his last minute actions. He posted it on Instagram and Twitter with the caption, 'Caught the babe by surprise,' with a heart emoji next to it.

His arm still wrapped around my shoulders. "How long do we have to keep up with this?" I whispered, so only he could hear.

"You know you like it, babe," He whispered, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck, poking my sides, yet once again.

I turned my head around, shooting him a glare, "You wish, boo." I fake smiled, rustling up his hair.

"It took me hours to perfect my hair," he groaned, trying to fix his hair, putting it in the right places.

"Well that sucks for you."

He removed his hand from his hair, giving up on trying to fix it, seeing that he doesn't have a mirror or gel. We both glanced over to a direction of a high-pitched scream, seeing teenage girls. Jack shot them a wink, making the swoon. He returned his eyes back to me. "See, the ladies love me."

I rolled my eyes at his statement. "Not this lady."

I texted Annie, asking if we could leave yet, not wanting to spend another second with him. I tapped my finger on the bench table, impatiently waiting for her to reply. Minutes later, she replied back saying that it was okay to leave.

I stood up from the bench, "We can leave now," I informed him, not looking back at him, as I made my way back to his car, with Adam in front of me, pushing the people that came too close to me.

How was I going to survive spending time with him for the rest of the year?