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3'rd Person POV
Y/N laid asleep on her bed,her hair lightly covered her face.Jack entered the room slowly as he made sure not to wake her.He left the present he had gotten her on her desk as he quietly but carefully sat on her bed.Soft snores fell from her lips,he pulled a strand of hair from her face only to be met with a sharp puch in the throat.Jack jolted up clutching his throat.
Y/N immediately got up out of the bed to see if he was okay.
''Oh, my God. Since when do you know karate?''He asked coughing.
''My mom. She made me take self-defense classes a few years ago when that serial killer was on the loose. Okay, what are you doing here?And... And what happened to your eye?''She asked.
''Last night took a crazy turn, and, um, I... I took a spill, but I'm...I'm fine.''He said as he stopped coughing.
''Does it hurt?''She asked lightly touching the bruised eye.
''Not... Not so much, um... My mom asked me the exact same thing when she came home a day early from her retreat and then grounded me for wrecking the house.So...''He started but she cut him off.
''Yikes.''She said.
''So, uh... no more Homecoming for me.Sorry.''He said.
''You have nothing to apologize for.''She said confused.
''I haven't been the best friend recently.And, uh, I am sorry. But I got you a present. To hopefully... try and make up for it. So I'm not gonna say anything else.Just open it.''He said.
''Okay. I... I like the box.''She said stalling.
''Open it.''He said and she did.
''A painting.Mm-hm.I made it.I got the canvas from an art store.It's this great place, and they gave me a gift card, so if I come in, like, nine more times, I get a free one.''He said.
''It's nice.''She complimented.
''Thank you.''He said.
''What is it exactly?The numbers.''She asked.
''Well their memories.I painted it in art class that's the day we met.''He said pointing to one of the dates.
''And this one?''She asked pointing to the one on the bottom left.
''That was the day you called me your best friend and the on above that is the day-''Before he could continue Y/N cut him him off as she placed her lips on his.
