"We can't keep doing this," I whispered to Jack, giggling as he pinned me up against the wall. "Says who?" He asked, smirking at me, then crashing his lips onto mine. His hands ran up and down my back and I had my arms around his neck. He bit my lip, causing me to let out a small moan. Jack started grinding his hips on mine. Things were beginning to get very heated.

I bumped into him. he bumped into me. I saw him. He didn't see me. I picked up his phone. He picked up my phone. I started texting him. He started texting me. I was Cindercella. And he was my Prince. 》》》》》 Gabriella Douglas is your average 18 year old. Struggling to graduate, clueless as to what she wants to do with her life, and is living in the phase of music and boys. What happens when she gets possibly the worst seats to a Jack and Jack concert? You can say it's something like a fairytale.

"I - I just um, draw what I feel. Or something, I'd l-like to do" she said, her cheeks turning rosy red, whilst tucking her hair behind her ear. "Andrea this is a drawing of me kissing you, you want to kiss me Andrea? " he asked, his words sinking into her skin, like nails a pleasing burn in her heart.