yeah lets not make this too cringey also I'm not that good at writing descriptions sorryyy
so I couldn't decide if I should do an x reader or x oc so I kinda made it a mix and I hope it's not too confusing or anything like that and I hope u guys st...
(A/N) soo I kinda finished this one in one single day and I'm kinda proud I got to be so productive with writing ^^ also it's gonna include some more deep story shit so enjoy👀
Outfit inspo:
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(A/N) 👆not what ur actually wearing in the chapter but just use ur imagination (🌈) okay finding perfect inspos is hard :,) Face inspo:
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Outfit inspo: insta post by @/aesthetic.ado Face inspo: insta post by @/girlsjes Jacks pic: insta post by @/softigrazer
Song inspo: lil' love song - tash; sugar wraith - post malone
Story:
3rd person POV
Waking up the next day, the sun wasn't shining much and the sky was more grey and cloudy, making the first mood of the day more tired. Blinking a few times as your eyes adjusted to the light, it needed you a bit but then you were able to look around. You were still in Jacks room, laying in his bed under his big blanket with all the fluffy pillows, which were nearly as big as the blanket itself. It was one of the most comfortable beds you knew and waking up now, knowing you had to leave this bed felt horrible.
But there was something else you had realized now: that you were laying all alone in this bed. From one second to another you felt wide awake and quickly sat up, looking around. His room was empty, they were no noises coming from the bathroom nor the balcony and you also couldn't spot someone. Lifting the blanket as you wanted to stand up, you saw you were also wearing different clothes. You remembered last night and how Jack had helped you put on some of his fresh clothes afterwards.
It was another one of his old football t-shirts, this time a red one with white numbers on it, and some loose grey sweatpants, which were now hanging loose down on your hips, looking like those sweatpants an 'instagram baddie' would wear to show the waistband of her calvin klein underwear. You didn't like this kind of style that much but his sweatpants were comfortable anyway, beside the fact you weren't wearing anything underneath and had to be careful the loose pants wouldn't just slip down on your hips.
