Instagram,Thinking about you// A mack story

chapter twenty six

Jacks pov
After a few hours of talking to Brooklyn and catching up Sonny had came back joined by Andy and Rye. We all talked for who knows how long but what I didn't know was that Sonny had invited Mikey. I found that out very quick when there was a knock on the front door.

"That must be the pizza guy." Brooklyn said standing up and walking to the door.

"Oh, Hey." Brook said when he answered the door.

"Hey. I wasn't going to come but your boyfriend invited me; and I got pizza. I ran into the pizza man when I got out of my car." A all to familiar voice said.

"Come in." Brooklyn said with a smile and in walked Mikey with a large pizza box.

Mikeys pov
When I walked inside the house Jack and I immediately had eye contact but he looked away fast.

"Hey Mike, thanks for coming." Sonny said coming up to me and taking the pizza out of my hands.

"Thanks for inviting me." I replied sitting next to him on the sofa.

"Well the group wouldn't be complete without you here." Sonny smiled at me as everyone dug into the food.

Watching Jack so happy with all of or friends around made me feel so bad that I hurt him. I mean, I already felt bad but it made me feel worse. He just looked so happy and comfortable with them. But he didn't even look at me once and this might be the last time I get to see him for who knows how long. I have to apologize to him.

"Jack? Can I talk to you alone for a minute?" I asked interrupting one of the boys from talking.

"Uhm. Y-yeah sure." He replied looking at me then at the ground and getting up walking to the kitchen as I followed.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asked when I got into the room with his arms folded over his chest.

"First off, I am so sorry. I meant to tell you but I just didn't know when."

"Okay, well tell me now."

"What do you mean?" I asked cautiously.

"I want to know everything. What's going on with you two, how long has it been going on. That kind of stuff."

"Um well, when her and I started talking it was just a friendship nothing more but when we started talking a bit more we kind of gained feelings for each other and ever since then we have shared little kisses here and there and a few cuddles and it started to feel like that we are dating. When you and I started talking I talked to her less."

"How long has it been going on?" He asked bluntly.

"H-How long? Umm 4 years." As I said that that I looked at the ground playing with the strings from my joggers.

"4 years!" He yelled. "Sorry" He realized he had yelled.

"We broke up 4 years ago." He said calmly but a bit loud.

"I know." I mumbled.

"That's not even moving on thats a rebound." He laughed sarcastically.

"I know." I whispered still playing with the strings of my joggers.

"Goodbye Mikey. I hope she makes you happy." He walked off but before he could exit the kitchen I grabbed his wrist.

"Are you really going back tomorrow?"

"No." He said yanking his hand out of mine and walking back to the couch.

Fuck, I really hurt him. I have to fix this.