Jack Gilinsky Rebel // A Magcon Fanfic

Chap. 26

I finally quit partying around 5 and snuggle back with Jack, even more inebriated.

I wake up around 1pm and Jack is gone. I look at my phone and surprisingly no texts or anything. I fix myself in the hallway bathroom, and find Shawn sprawled across the couch. Shirtless. Oh God.

I see the house is a mess, as always. I shake him, "Shawn! Shawn," I say.

He slowly comes to life, and moans. "What?"

"Where's Jack at?" I ask as he slowly sits up.

He sighs, "I don't fucking know. I'm so hungover, though," he says chuckling.

I sigh, "I guess I'll call him. Do you need a ride home?" I ask him, pulling out my phone.

"That'd be nice, yeah," he says, sliding his shirt on.

I call Jack, but no answer. I lead Shawn to the car, and he leads me to his house.

"Holy shit, you live in Chino, too?" I ask, pulling into a house 3 houses down from mine.

He laughs, "uh, yeah. Me and my family just moved down from Canada a few years ago," he says opening the door.

"Well I might see you around, then," I say as he waves.

"See you, Burns," he says. I smile and pull out.

***

I slowly push open Cam's door and find about 5 boys spread throughout the room. Cameron and Nash in the bed. Aaron, Taylor and Johnson on the floor.

They all look pretty hungover. Good thing Jodi is gone for business, like always.

I decide to take a shower. It wakes me up, as I get out with only a towel, Johnson is standing in my doorway. I jump back, startled.

"Goddamn it, Jack. You scared me- wait why are you in my room?" I ask, tightening my grip on my towel.

He rubs his eyes, "I don't know, I'm just confused.." he says.

I sigh and roll my eyes, "did you do drugs last night?"

He doesn't answer, which I assume means yes.

"Well I'll talk to you when I get dressed," I say shooing him.

He steps in, "just get dressed. I won't look... much," he says. Damn, he's probably still on drugs.

I use one hand to hold my towel, and one to push him out, well try to push him out.

"C'mon, Sam. Lighten up," I cannot believe him. See, this is what drugs do to a person.

I push hard, "get out, Johnson." I shout.

He stops, "quiet, we can hook up if you want.." he says. Fuck what?

Then Taylor appears out of nowhere, "leave her be, Johnson!" he says angry. How long has he been standing there.

He doesn't seem to mind me in a towel, he just focuses on Jack. He stiffens, "come on, Caniff. Don't tell me she doesn't turn you on," he says. What the fuck did he take? Horny pills?

Taylor looks disturbed, "let's go, Jack, I don't wanna hurt you," he says grabbing Jack's arm. Jack follows him out, and I slam the door.

Did Taylor just save me from possible sex? I chuckle to myself what have you gotten yourself into, Sam? And what would've happened if it was G, who came?