Be My First - A Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction

Chapter 69 - Off Again

     We arrived at the airport about a half an hour later. The guys didn't have anything since they've only been here for a day. We all got out and Jack grabbed my suitcases.

     Considering how much happened today, I was proud of myself for being so excited. This will be good for me. Deep down, (DEEP down) I still just felt a little guilty for forgiving Jack so easily and I'm not so sure that was going to go away. It still feels a little weird- like why would he do something like that?

     We walked inside and over to where our flight would be boarding in the next hour. No fans were here because none of them knew that the guys came down for the funeral. None of them had posted on Twitter or Snapchat or Instagram about it yet and it was mostly out of respect for me. I still don't know how I'm going to tell everybody. I haven't tweeted in so long and I feel terrible.

    We all sat down. Me, Jack and Jack, Sam, and Nate would all be going on the same flight. Cam and Nash won't be going with us, but they sat with us until it was time to go. Their plane leaves later.

    Cam's POV:

    I looked over at Paige. She looked like she was deep in thought, and I smiled at how cute she was.

    Jack rubbed her back. She looked up and smiled. She kissed him on the lips and her smile grew bigger.

    The only thing I wanted was to make her happy like that. I looked away. 

    Paige's POV:

   Nash was staring at his shoes. I suddenly got a little choked up thinking about Ava.

    I got up. "I'll be back, I'm going to call my mom." I said. Jack nodded. I walked over to the hallway and around the corner to where almost nobody was. I took out my phone and dialed not my mom, but Ava.

    It rung. And rung. And rung. Why did I even have a fraction of hope that she'd answer?

   It went to voicemail.

   Hey its Ava, sorry I didn't catch your call- leave me a voicemail and I'll get back to you. Thanks!

   It beeped.

   I hesitated. "Hey Ava. I- I just wanted to say... I miss you. Um, I went to your funeral today. Hardest thing of my life." A tear rolled down my cheek. "Nash misses you. We all miss you. I hope wherever you are, you're doing okay. I'm sorry that this had to happen.. I wish I could of done something to stop it. More than anything. I love you! " I stood there as another tear rolled down the side of my face. What am I doing? I hung up. I felt a little better.

    I put myself together and walked back over to sit next to Jack.

   Jack J was playing with a water bottle and doing some weird tricks. I laughed. "How'd you get so good at that?"

    He looked at me. "Me?"

   I nodded.

   He continued flipping it. "I don't know, I'm like always doing this."

   I smiled. Suddenly, he threw it at me. Even more suddenly, I caught it.

   "Nice catch."

   I started flipping it like him. At one point, it slipped and hit Jack in the face.

   "What the hell I suck at this." I laughed.

    I threw it back. "By the time this tours over, you'll be pro. Just watch." He said.

    When it was time for our flight to board, we said goodbye to Cam and Nash.

   I hugged Nash tight. "Call me anytime." I said.

  "I will. Thanks for everything today."

   Cam hugged me next and spun me around. I giggled. "I'll really call you this time. Promise." I smiled.

   "You better."

   They all said goodbye and then we boarded. We were in first class and there was hardly anyone here. I sat in the back with Jack. The guys spread out throughout the first-class section.

   We cuddled up in a 3-person row. I leaned his chest and he wrapped his arms around me.

   After the safety procedures and announcements, the plane took off. Indiana, here we come.

   Jack played with my hair.

   "How do you get your hair so soft?" He asked.

   I laughed at the question.

   "Um, I don't know. I guess I'm a wizard."

   "Like, you don't do anything to it? It's just really this soft?"

   "I guess?" I giggled.

    He smelt it. "You smell so good."

   "What do I smell like?" I asked.

   "You smell like my girlfriend."

    "You smell like my boyfriend."

   Jack J looked back at us. "What the hell are you two even talking about?"