~The Hara Imagines~

Imagine 7: My Bully Is My Roomate (Jack)

Gracie's POV:
I laid on my bed on my phone, scrolling through Instagram.

Let me tell you a bit about me and my life.
So I am 19 years old and I'm University. I finish next year. Our university allows boys and girls to be together in dorm rooms and that was obviously a bad idea.

And yes, you can get "bullies" in university too, and I'm stuck with mine for the next 6 months.

On cue, I heard the door unlock. I became really nervous but I tried to stay calm. A few minutes later, my bedroom door opened. We had separate bedrooms so I was confused why he was in here.

He didn't say anything. He just came in, shutting the door behind him. He flopped onto my bed beside me, smiling at me. It was a little odd. He never smiled at me, he'd only come into my room to insult me. "What you doing?" He asked curiously.

I ignored him, starting to text my friend on Instagram. "Helloooo?" He asked, getting impatient. I couldn't help but let out a smile, seeing that he was getting annoyed. Suddenly, he climbed over me and snatched my phone. He tossed it to the end of the bed and stared into my eyes.

"L-Leave me alone Jack." I said, trying to sound aggressive. But it basically came out as a plead. "Awww, is someone getting nervous?" He asked teasingly.

"Shut the fuck up and leave me alone." I mumbled. "Ooooh someone's using big words." He mocked. I shoved his chest and got up, heading to the living room. He followed me out, grabbing my wrist and turning me to face him.

"Jack, seriously, don't. I'm not in the mood. Insult me all you want, I don't give a fuck anymore." I huffed.
"Listen, Gracie. I'm sorry. I don't know why I keep being such a dick. Honestly I wanna be friends with you again. Like in Year 10." He said, smiling a little.

"Well that's going to take a very long time considering I DON'T want to be friends with you." I said. That was actually a lie, I did really want to be friends with him again. I tried to pry his hand off my wrist. He pulled me into his chest, his other hand on my back.

"Well is there any way I can at least try to get you to be my friend?" He asked, an expression of sadness crossing his eyes. "Well you can stop insulting me, that's a start." I mumbled, looking down.

"I will gorgeous, don't worry." He said, rubbing his thumb lightly over my knuckles. When he called me gorgeous, my face turned bright red.  He chuckled and walked away into his room, leaving me stunned. Was he just trying to gain my trust so he can break it again?

That thought was stuck with me.

A few hours later, I was getting really hungry. I couldn't be bothered to cook, so I ordered 2 pizzas, just in case Jack was hungry as well.
I remembered that I still had Jack's number. The university had told us to have each other's number in case of emergencies.

Me: I ordered pizza if you're hungry.
Jack: Starving. Thanks 🙂
Me: No prob. I'm bored af.
Jack: yeah same. Wanna watch a film or something?
Me: yh sure

I put my phone on charge and got up from my bed, heading into the living room. Jack was already switching on the TV when I walked in. He gave me a smile and I smiled back. I sat myself next to him, but not too close.

I saw him go onto Netflix and search up horror films. "Noooo. I hate scary filmssss." I whined.
"Oh you're fine. If you get scared I'm right next to you." He offered.

"Fine. But I still don't trust you." I said, eyeing him. He rolled his eyes and scrolled down the selection. He picked Insidious 2, one of the worst ones.

I quickly got up and grabbed a blanket, laying it over me and Jack. He pressed play and I became scared when the creepy, high pitched music began to play. Without thinking, I shuffled closer to Jack, burying my head in his chest. He put and arm around me and I secretly smiled to myself.

The jump scares made me squeak and Jack laughed at me every time. "Stop making fun of me." I said, pouting.
"You're too adorable. I can't help it." He whispered. I didn't reply, I kept watching the screen.

But the more I tried to focus, the more redder my face became. About 10 minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. Jack paused the film and I jumped up, running to the door. I already had my purse with me.

"Hiya. I've got 2 pepperoni pizzas?" The man asked. "Yep, that's me." I said. He handed me the pizzas and I put them on the table next to me. "Ok, that's £12.50 please." He said. I started to unzip my purse when an arm wrapped around my waist. I looked up and saw Jack handing him the money. The man gave him his change and thanked him.

He shut he door and looked at me. "You didn't have to do that you know." I said.
"I know but a thank you would be nice." He mumbled. I wrapped my arms around him. "Thank you Jackkkkkk." I grinned. He gave me a cute lil smirk and we headed back to the sofa. I flopped back on it and opened the box of pizza.

Jack pressed play and I sat there in silence, happily eating my pizza. I got full after 4 slices and put the box on the floor. I started getting scared again and I hid myself in the blanket. Jack noticed this and pulled me to him. I lay across his lap, becoming tired. I yawned as Jacks fingers went into my hair, massaging my scalp softly.

Jack's POV:
I started to rub my fingers through her hair and I watched as a smile crept upon her face. She started becoming sleepy, so I turned off the film.

I scooped her into my arms and carried her out of the room and into her bedroom. She was still half awake but her eyelids were starting to droop.

I slowly put her under the covers in her bed and began to walk out. "Stay with me." She called out in a sleepy voice. I turned back around, smiling. "Alright then." I said.

I watched as she slowly got up and went to her wardrobe, picking out some pajamas. She pulled out a large white t shirt and some shorts. She went into the bathroom to get changed and I just took my shirt off.

I couldn't be bothered to go to my room to get pajamas and I already had joggers on anyway.

Gracie came back out of the bathroom. I eyes her up. The t-shirt reaches her mid thighs and her hair was in a messy bun. Noticing me eyeing her up, she blushed. Damn, she was sexy.

I loved it when she got all nervous, it was adorable. I was such a dick for ruining her life when I bullied her. But I had honestly changed.
I'd liked her since year 9, and I bullied her to try and get rid of those feelings.

I shook my head of thoughts, noticing Gracie was staring at my stomach. She looked back up at me, her face going pink again. I gave her a little wink and she started climbing into bed. I got in the other side and slid into the covers.

She started shivering a little so I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. She traced the tattoos on my arm with her fingertips. I kissed her forehead and she began to fall asleep.

She yawned,  making a cute little face.
"Goodnight Jack." She mumbled into my chest.

"Goodnight babygirl."

I'm thinking of making this Imagine into an actual book. Thoughts?