love burning alive; a jack gilinsky fanfiction

love burning alive; a jack gilinsky fanfiction

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the warning my phone was at low battery startled me, causing me to groan as i reach for my charger. I groan even louder, for it wasn't even there. I slip my way out of bed, and quickly place my freezing cold feet into my slippers, and I shuffle my way out to find my charger. a firm and assertive knock startles me once more, and I chose to ignore it. it continues, and so I walk my way to my apartment door. "Can I help you?" I unlock the multiple locks necessary to be safe when you live in the heart of L.A., and I am taken back by what I open my door to. "I was going to ask about using an egg or two, but I think that can wait." he smirks a movie star worthy smirk, and brushes his hair through his almost too perfect hair. I find my palms getting, and I feel my heart skip several beats. I can't seem to figure out how this incredibly tan, fit, and overall beautiful man can intrude my life so easy, but I could tell it would be hard to kick him out. "I'm Jack, I just moved here." the face has a name, and it suits him well. he extends a hand, and I accept it, risking him touch my sweaty palm. "Brooke, but I don't intend on you remembering my name." I finally speak, reassuring myself of my sassy character. "Oh, but I do." Jack replies, and smiles making me melt. I go to close my door, but it it blocked by a massive foot in leather Vans. "I would love to see you again, Brooke." Jack chuckles, and walks away. I fully close and lock my door, and walk down the hallway and forget all about my charger. I dash over to my window, and peek through the blinds to see what way Jack would be walking. Creepy but I don't really care. I see him walk into the first house to my right, and as I intently watch his movement, he turns around and catches me in the act. "Shit." I whisper to myself and duck down. thirty seconds of knowing Jack, and I'm hooked. I crawl my way to my bed, and plop myself under the cool covers. Day one of never interacting with Jack starts now, and it won't be easy. -
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