As we Come and Go ~~ Jack x Ayla Story ~~

i guess i held on for too long

~The cold and crisp air from the inevitable winter bypass that emerged the atmosphere was no match for the blonde who's thin jacket and charismatic had kept him warm through the breezy 4am kind of morning. With his other half sound asleep, tangled up in sheets and blankets, his focus was on the quite decent conversation he was having with the familiar brunette who gracefully made her way back into town after months. With an initial presumption that she was only there for a couple of days collecting things from her parents and paying her deeds across the line, she had found comfort in the feeling of being home, just as he found comfort in hearing her voice after quite some time. It wasn't romantic and it wasn't some viable connection with underlying connections that drew them together like magnetic fields. It was truly and purely a mutually exclusive connection that he would have with the brunette no matter how far, estranged, and toxic things could truly pan out. He was ok with that. She was ok with that. The real question lied within the perspectives of the other blonde who's heart was surely content on the goldilocks who skipped around her heart more often then she would publicly admit. However, it was a subject goldilocks wouldn't dive directly into as his focus was once again, on the brunette and the brunette only~

"Besides paying your dues to the fucked up life and parents you have, what's the fashion icon walking the streets of New York been up to?" jack chuckles slightly, sitting on his balcony, phone in one hand and his keys in the other.

"That's a conversation we can have later if you would just please be a saint and pick me up in some way or version?.. like even an Uber is fine" jen sighs, walking back and forth across the airport.

"There's no way in hell i'm sending for an Uber at four o'clock in the morning, that's creepy and untrustworthy and I don't do creepy and untrustworthy..I'll pick you up which airport?" he shakes his head, standing up.

"What?! No jack, I'm a big girl I'll be fine besides you need to stay with Ayla, if you are with her and not that skank Brooke, I don't want you to have to drive all the way out here" she sighs, leaning against a pole.

"Oh relax ayles is asleep, she won't even notice I'm gone. just tell me which airport and I'll be on my way, and besides I miss you and I want to see that pretty little face of your's" he pouts, grabbing a bigger jacket.

"Mmm you still trying to flirt every chance you get huh man whore?! Ain't gonna happen big boy, I've moved on in my luxurious and extravagant ways..the airport is Vancouver international" she smirks, shaking her head.

"Woah woah woah, who said I was flirting?? I merely gave you a slight compliment which I can take back at any moment, and I'm not a man whore, also how the hell do you know about Brooke?! You haven't even met her yet" he sighs, closing the door gently while walking down the stairs.

"yeah don't really need to meet a skank to know a skank. I'm not some random ass chick you're affiliated with by the way, I have tricks up my sleeves and trust me honey you don't want to go back down that pathway with me, everyone knows I will always be the superior ex girlfriend" she smiles as he chuckles.

"the superior ex girlfriend?" he sighs, getting into his car.

"Well duh..I have way more class than all of these bitches out here, I'm Jennifer fucking Gray..practically royalty and Brooke can take her ass home before her next period comes out her nose" she simply shrugs as he shakes his head.

"Jesus ok calm down there brown eyes, it's nothing serious. I forgot how feisty you really are" he turns the car on, pulling out of the driveway.