Jack Dail Imagines

your a monster

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i watched mockingjay yesterday and this random guy asked me for my number:/ hes cute but hes known for being a flirt in my town. but i never met him till then since i go to a private school. ANYWAYS sorry for the long wait...

"here let me take that for you." your boyfriend jack says, motioning for your backpack.
you, jack, and your guys' best friend, luke, always walk to jacks house after school on fridays. and today is no exception. luke plops down on the old, black couch that is pushed against the far wall of jacks basement. you and jack still stand facing each other at the bottom of the staircase. you can feel your cheeks heat as you slide your backpack off your shoulder and hand it to him.
"thank you" you say quietly. jack gives you a funny look as he swings your bag over his shoulder. "what?" you ask, your face getting redder. he runs the pad of his thumb over your heated cheek.
"you blush so much i-"
"i know!" you interupt him, pressing your hands to your face. "is it bad?" you turn to luke who is facing you from the couch, looking quite amused.
"you didnt let me finish," jack insists, pulling on your hand. "i was going to say that its cute. now, you go make yourself comfortable somewhere while i take our stuff upstairs." he smiles at you before cupping your face with his large hand and kissing your forehead softly.
"o-okay," you smile at him and join luke on the couch. jack turns to head up the stairs, but luke stops him,
"wait, jack, take my backpack too. pleaseeeee,"
"youre on your own bud," jack responds smiling teasingly at luke.
"no, please!" luke shouts as jack takes his first step up the staircase.
"do it yourself, luke," jack groans, turning to face him.
"fine, ill take my backpack up myself if you give me a kiss on the forehead," luke says, giving you a wink.
"OH MY GOD OK FINE," jack gives in. he crosses the small basement to where lukes backpack sits on the couch between the two of you.
"thanks bestie," luke says in a girly voice. jack looks at you and rolls his eyes. carefully, he takes one of your hands in his and kisses your knuckles
"ill be back in a minute,"
you and luke watch as jack trudges up the stairs, carrying three-textbook filled backpacks over his shoulders. when he reaches the top, jack turns around and holds up his middle fingers at luke. both you and luke laugh and jack smiles before disappearing around a corner. you sigh and sink a little further into the couch. luke hands you a folded, plaid blanket that was draped over the arm of the couch. you give him a confused look as you begin to unfold the blanket.
"whats this for?" you ask.
he shrugs, "you look cold."
"oh, well, thanks," you say even though you werent cold. you can feel lukes eyes watching you as you wrap the blanket around yourself. "what?" you ask when youve settled down.
"what?"
"you were staring at me"
"oh, sorry i was just admiring how pretty you look with your hair like that. i forgot to tell you i like the way you got it cut," he smiles.
"oh my goodness, thank you! no ones told me that," you beam, combing your fingers through your recently shortened hair.
"really? i wouldve thought that everyone would have noticed how absolutely gorgeous you are by now,"
you blush wildly. luke never compliments you this much. its usually just a compliment here and there, but now hes full-on flirting with u. what would jack think of this...
luke reaches out and touches your cheek.
"wow, jack wasnt kidding, you do blush a lot,"
you roll your eyes
"hey dont get me wrong. you really are adorable, even when you blush,"
you smile at his words.
just then, jack comes bounding down the stairs. you snuggle into the blanket deeper as if you were caught doing something you shouldnt. he gets only halfway down the stairs before luke stops him.
"jack, can you get us something to eat?" luke asks. jack looks at him through his blue eyes.
his handsome face holds a slightly annoyed expression.
"please?" luke adds.
jack runs a hand through his dirty blond hair and sighs.
"im not even going to fight it," jack says, throwing his hands into the air as if he was surrending to some unseen enemy. luke laughs and jack hikes up back the stairs and disappears at the top. then the small room falls silent. interupting the silence, luke clears his throat. then he says quietly,
"so not even jack realized your haircut?"
you look over at him. lukes not looking at you. his eyes are fixed on the wooden wall across the room and his strong jaw is set tightly. his breathing is slow and steady. you can tell that hes thinking.
"not exactly," you say softly. luke, still not looking at u, shakes his head.
"god, if i was your boyfriend, i wouldnt have let that go unnoticed. i wouldve kissed you and told you how perfect you look. i wouldve told you how your beautiful both inside and out. i would just hold you and kiss you over and over. you deserve more than jack. you really do. i could treat you so much better than him. i wish you could see that."
you sat in stunned silence. jack hadnt ever treated you badly... had he? he just didnt notice your haircut. is that really that bad? jack was always sweet to you and never treated you badly. what in the world was luke talking about? then luke interrupts your thoughts by pressing his lips to yours. and before you can think to push him away, its too late. jack entered the room and its quite obvious, theres a loud crack as the bowl that once held our snack in it, crashes to the ground. the loud noise makes luke jump back, breaking our kiss. both you and luke turn to look up the stairs. jack is standing their, his jaw locked and his eyes furious. his eyes shift from luke to you, then back to luke. jacks large hands clench into fists, then release, then clench again.
"jack," you say, standing from the couch. jacks intenese gaze doesnt shift to you. his eyes remain locked on luke, who was completely silent.
"listen to me, jack, please," you plea. he doesnt intend to listen. in one sudden movement, he flies down the stairs. his feet barely touch the carpet as he rushes over to luke. jack grabs a fistul of lukes shirt and yanks him to his feet. luke is still in a state of some sort of stunned silence. why did he kiss you anyways?
you had no idea that he felt that way about you.
"why did you kiss my girlfriend?!" jack shouts. luke just stares at him with wide eyes. jacks grip tightens on lukes shirt. "are you going to answer?" jack growls. luke says nothing. thats when jack hits him. hard. in a second, jacks free hand is balled into a fist above his head. in the next second, his fist is connected with lukes face. he continues to hit him again and again. you are too frightened and utterly shocked to do anything. you had no idea that jack could be so violent. its not until velvet red blood begins to trickle from lukes nose that you are able to speak.
"STOP!" you scream, but jack doesnt stop. his fist just keeps colliding with lukes face. why luke doesnt fight back, you have no idea. "JACK, YOUR GOING TO KILL HIM!" you cry, launching yourself on jack. you grab the back of his gray t shirt with your hands. at your touch, jack seems to realize what hes doing and immediately lets go of luke. he falls back onto the couch, holding his -bleeding and most likely broken- nose. as jack stares at luke, whose eyes are heavy with tears, he takes heavy breaths. you dont let go of his shirt in fear that he'll lash out again.
"dont you ever touch my girlfriend ever again, and if you do, you wont get off so easily," jack spits. luke stares back at him, but doesnt say anything. his hands are coated in blood. then jack turns to you. he pivots so quickly that your hands are ripped from his shirt. his blue eyes are full of anger. he looks like a monster, not like the jack youve fallen in love with.
"why the hell did you let him kiss you?" his deep voice booms in your hears like nothing youve ever heard. his eyes are shooting daggers into your skull.
"are you really going to turn on me?" you question. a strong mixture of confidence and anger is coursing through your veins. jacks face changes and he looks a little taken aback. maybe he was expecting you to cower under him just like luke did. boy, is he wrong.
"dont you think i wouldve pushed him off me if i could have? im not in love with him, im not in love with you either. im not inlove with this jack," you say, placing your hands on his chest. "not the one that wouldve killed luke if i didnt stop you. im in love with the jack who kisses my knuckles and slow dances in your kitchen with me at two in the morning. the one who cant sleep unless im pressed up against him and the one who bites his lip whenever i say that hes cute. im in love with the jack who loves me even when i blush like an idiot, not the monster that is standing infront of me." you watch jacks face fall before you run out of the room and you hurry up the stairs. the bright lights streaming from the kitchen windows meet your eyes and momentarily blind you. blinking the light away, you snatch your backpack from off of the table and walk right out the front door. the cool wind meets your face and whips your hair. you hadnt remembered it being this cold on your walk back from school.
"wait!" jack calls. you glance over your shoulder to find jack standing on his front porch. you hadnt noticed that he had followed you up from the basement . you turn your attention back to the sidewalk infront of you.
"please!" he begs. you sigh, but dont go anywhere. you can hear the gravel crunching under his shoes as he jogs over to you. he comes to an abrupt stop when he is standing directly infront of you. for a moment, you just stand there looking at each other. the wind picks uo again and blows your hair and ruffles his shirt. the melodic sound of wind chimes is carried along with the breeze and somewhere not too far away, a bird is singing. as if in slow motion, jack takes your hands in his.
"im really sorry. please, just listen, okay?" he says. his voice is soft now and seems to be devoid of all anger. you nod, but you cant bring yourself to look at him. you just state at your intertwined hands instead.
"there really isnt a valid excuse for what i did just then, its just, i suspected that luke liked you since we started dating two years ago, and i was just so furious when i saw him kissing you that i just lashed out. id never dont anything like that before, i swear, its not like me," jack stops to take a breath. "god, im going to cry," he says chuckling a little.
you glance up at him. hes already looking at you, tears welling in his blue eyes. you quickly drop your eyes back to your hands.
"im just so in love with you that i would die if you ever left. youre everything to me, honestly. youve always been there for me. i cant imagine a life where youre with someone else." a tear drips down jacks face and lands on his bruised hand. "im so sorry, im a wreck." you cant help but to smile as tears begin to well in your eyes.
"can you forgive me for being such a jealous idiot?" jack asks, giving a little laugh. you look up to his tear-filled eyes and say, "if you can forgive me for letting luke kiss me."
"i already have," he says quietly.
"exactly."
at that, jack wraps his arms around you in an incredibly tight hug. your cheek is pressed against his chest, right above his heart. jack buries his face in the space between your shoulder and neck. you stand like that for what feels like forever.
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