contentment // Jack Gilinsky.

chapter one

Amelia's POV💞

i wake up to the sound of my phone ringing.

"what the fuck do you want, Matt?" i say in a quite unpleasant tone.

"hey little sis, can you make me breakfast? but hurry, im reeeaaaally hungry" my annoying big brother says, extending the vowel sounds in the last word he says. 

"or nah, get up and make it your self you little brat." after i call him a brat, the line goes dead, i know whats about to happen. i throw the covers off my warm body, grab my phone, and run to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. 

"where are you, you little shit?!" i hear Matt yell. i cover my mouth with both hands to try hold in my laughter, but after i hear matt ask himself where i am, the laughter pours out like water. 

"unlock the door now, milly" he says, in a harsh tone.

"or what, hey?"  i sarcastiaclly state. 

"or.. uhh.. hmm.. or your not coming to MAG-"

I unlock the door and swing it open to see my brother standing infront of me with a smirk on his face.

"you did not just say that, did you matthew.."

"oh but i did," he speaks, giving me a sarcastic wink, "so how about you make your way down stairs and start cooking some mean pancakes?"

I give him a dirty glare, then brush past him to make my way down stairs with my phone still in my small hands. i walk over to the speaker Matt bought me, and put my phone in the doc, then press shuffle. Partition by Beyonce comes on and i hear matt scream with exitment, then loud footsteps come quicker and quicker down the stairs and making their way to the kitchen.

"LET ME HEAR YOU SAY HEEEEY MISSUS CARTER!!!!" Matt yells while sliding across the room from behind the wall. 

"SAY HEEEEY MISSUS CARTER" he yells even louder as he jumps onto the kitchen table.

"GIVE ME SOME" i yell, leaning back, throwing my left arm into the air, and putting my right arm on my stomach. i turn around to see matt doing the most girliest dance you could imagine. he's leaing forward, moving his backside in circles, rolling his head as though he is flicking his hair around, with his hands on his knees, and to be honest, i dont think i have laughed as hard as i am now, over my brother dancing. 

"matt..ahah..stop..ahah.. you look like a g-g-girl" i try to say as tears from laughter roll down my tanned face. 

the dancing stops the second he falls off the bench and lands on the floor, which makes us both laugher harder.

after i help matt off the floor, i finish making our breakfastt, and we both sit down at the table, and enjoy pancakes with a selection of berries. we sit in a comfortable silence, as we both eat, and go on our phones. while im going through my twitter, i see a tweet from Jack Gilinsky. Man, the things i would do to that boy. i have had a crush on him since i started watching his and Jack Johnson's vines and i cant be happier that i finally get the chance to meet him, because i am going on tour with my brother,  Gilinsky, and the other MAGCON boys. no word in the english language can explain my love for that boy. i have heard nothing but tremendous things from Matt and the other MAGCON boys i have met. he is so attractive, everything about him gines me butterflies, from his voice, to the perfect way of his jawline. i looked at the tweet, it reads; @jackgilinsky: cant wait to meet you in a few days😍.

the only thing going through my mind right now is who Jack is talking about..