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I wake up the next morning, with a huge headache. All of the memories of last night flooded through my head causing me to groan aloud.

"Oh, you're awake. I'm making breakfast if you want some." I hear Jack say in the kitchen. I guess Finn already went to work this morning.

I sit up to see him making breakfast, and it smelt really good. As I was sitting up, the pounding in my head got worse.

I groan as I hold onto my head. I could then hear footsteps come into the living room so I looked up to see Jack.

He was sticking a water bottle in my face. "Here, this might help a little bit." He offered. I smile as I take it from his hands.

"Thanks, Jack." I tell him as I screw the lid. As he walked back into the kitchen, I chugged onto my water.

"Hey, what time is it?" I was curious of how late I slept in. "It's twelve thirty." I really did sleep for most of the morning.

But that's when it hit me. "Why're you making breakfast at twelve thirty?" He laughed a little as I got more comfortable on the couch.

"Breakfast is good at any time of the day." He did have a point there. I then saw him put every thing on a plate and he brought it to me.

I took the plate from him as he sat next to me. "Thanks Jack, you didn't have to." He turned the tv on as he looked over at me.

"I wanted to, plus you need to eat and take some medicine so you can feel better from your hangover." He really was sweet.

He could be out doing something but he stayed home so he could take care of me. We both ate our food and watched tv as my head eased up.

Once it did ease up, I got up cause Jack asked me if I could play the keyboard. The first song that came to mind was 'You Were Good to Me' by Jeremy Zucker.

As I started playing it, I could see his face light up a little bit. I guess he recognized it. "Lying isn't better than silence." He sang Jeremy's part so I guess we were actually playing it.

"Floating, but I feel like I'm dying." He sang as I played. "Still no matter where I go, at the end of every road. You were good to me." We sang in harmony.

And we actually sounded pretty good together. "I know it's easier to run. After everything I've done. You were good to me." We harmonized.

And now it's my little solo and he's never heard me sing by myself. Eh, who cares. "Leaving, isn't better than trying." I sing as I play the keyboard.

"Growing, but I'm just growing tired." I could feel his stare on me as I sang. It surprisingly didn't bother me too bad though.

This is the part of the song that uses a lot of vocals but I like it. "Now I'm worried for my soul. And I'm still scared of growing old. You were good to me." I sing out loud.

"And I'm so used to letting go. But I don't wanna be alone. You were good to me." Jack sang, and it sounded really good.

"And now I'm closing every door. Cause I'm sick of wanting more." I feel like I could relate to that line so much.

"Swear I'm different than before. I won't hurt you anymore. Cause you were good to me." We finish the song in unison, sounding super good.

I look over at him as he looks over at me. If we didn't connect before, we for sure just did. "Do you feel that too or is that just me?" He asked making me smile.

"No, I feel that too." He smiled when I said it. It doesn't feel like the relationship connection though, more of a best friend.

I sigh as I look back down at the keyboard. "We sang pretty good together." I tell him, steering away from the conversation.

"I think we did too." He told me as I looked at the time. It was already almost three. That means Finn is coming home soon from work.

But I honestly wanna go home and shower. "I might go home and shower." I tell him. I stand up so I can grab my stuff.

But that's when I realize I'm still wearing Jack's clothes. "Do you want these back? I can change into my clothes from yesterday." I ask as he shakes his head no.

"Just keep them. I have enough anyway." He stood up too, stretching as he did. "Are you sure?" He nodded his head yes as he looked at me.

I go into the living room and collect my stuff. "You know, I had fun the past couple of days." I heard jack say from behind me.

I turn to look at him to see him leaning against the door. I could tell he was being serious. I smiled a little as he did the same.

"I did too. Hopefully us three can hang out with each other again." I had all my stuff together so I gave him a quick hug and walked out.

I was in a desperate need of a shower. As I drove him, I had my music low so my headache wouldn't come back.

When I got to the parking lot, I went straight towards the elevator in the lobby. When I got to my apartment, it was like how I left it a couple of days ago.

I went to the shower and washed myself off. When I got out, I felt instantly relieved. I had nothing else to do so I plopped on my couch.

I turned on Netflix so I could watch something. But as I was watching, I heard a knock on my door. I don't know who it could be.

I groggily get up cause if the hangover. I walk to my door and open it to see someone I wasn't expecting. But it honestly made my hangover worse.

"I fucked up, Vee."

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