Very, Very Stressed - Jack Avery
Being an introvert had several advantages, one of them being understanding body language up to the finest detail. You observed the people behave the way they did and learned to connect certain movements to certain emotions. Especially if it was about the people closest to you, you seemed to understand their every move.
When one of your good friends, Jack, dumped a simple selfie in his public Snapchat story, you immediately knew something was off. That is why you jumped into your car and stranded in front of his home half an hour later.
Another friend, Jonah, opened the door as confusion sparkled in his eyes. “[Y/N]? What are you doing here?” He asked, stepping aside to let you in.
“Surprise.” You rushed inside, “I have got to talk to Jack for a second, but in a few I want to hear everything about how your recording went.” You continued, hurrying to Jack’s bedroom before storming inside.
And the uneasy feeling in your guts had been right, because when you entered the room you saw your friend covered by blankets. That wasn’t Jack-like, he usually was so energetic and awake. You sat down on the end of his bed and watched him roll over.
“Go away, I’m sleeping.” Jack mumbled, completely covered by the blanket.
You could hear the unusual tremble in his voice. “Your eyes were bloodshot and glassy, Jack.” As soon as your soft and gentle voice filled the air, you saw Jack freeze next to you. He certainly hadn’t expected you to show up.
Insecure of how he wanted to be helped, you licked your lips. “Tired of what?”
He sighed and rolled on his other side, facing away from you. “It has been a long day recording, [Y/N], I just want to be alone.”
You had to admit that it stung a little. Him saying that made you feel like he never wanted you here in the first place, as if you never truly were friends. But you also knew that that was your own insecurity speaking, you knew that realistically he just didn’t want to show his emotions. So you stayed.
“I can be quiet, if you want.” You whispered, looking down at your feet. “I can leave your room, if I must.” You added, “But I’m not going to let you be alone, because you’ve been crying and the last thing you need is to feel alone.”
A silence followed, a silence so long that you started to worry if that was his way of telling you to go away. But eventually, his soft voice calmed your hasty heart again.
“I just need to get used to the fame and the fans.” You could see him shrug his shoulders, “And I definitely need to stop complaining- I’ve always dreamed of doing arenas and now…” His broken voice faded away.
You gentle pulled on the covers, slowly revealing Jack. First you saw his face, then his chest. You stopped pulling, pushed off your shoes and climbed over to him. Sitting next to him, you sighed as he finally looked at you.
“And now you’re being overwhelmed by all the people who expect so many things from you? You can’t get used to getting three hours sleep a night? You feel like you can barely breath?”
His eyes softened and his lips parted before a somehow relieved sigh left his fine lips. Jack couldn’t look away from you, speechless of how well you seemed to understand him. Revealing his arm from under the covers, he hesitantly grabbed your hand.
A smile creeped onto your face. You squeezed his hand before you pulled him up so that he was sitting next to you. Then, pulling him into a hug, both of you fell back into the mattress. You could feel your body tingling whenever he tightened his grip.
“You’re going to be okay.” You whispered to him, noticing how his body wanted to continue sobbing.
Jack rolled over, so that you were laying on top of him. “You’re my favorite person.” He whispered into your years, and although you knew it was a lie, you appreciated him showing his own appreciation.
The door flew open without a warning, and in stepped Zach. When he saw you comfortable laying in the arms of a bare chest Jack, he only started to grin. Instead of leaving, he played with his eyebrows, sending the two of you countless of winks.
“What’s going on here?” Jonah said before he too walked into the room. His jaw dropped when he saw the two of you.
You had expected Jack to push you off of him as soon as the door had opened, but instead he only tightened his grip around you.
“She’s helping me reduce some stress.” Jack replied with the softest smile on his face.
Zach laughed, “Well, I have read that the best way to get rid of stress, is having se-“
Before Zach could finish his sentence, Jonah pulled him out of the room and shut the door. Jack snapped his eyes at you before he let out an embarrassed laugh. You tried rolling off of him, but he hold you tight.
“No, no, no.” He mumbled, his embarrassment had vanished within seconds, and back was an almost confident attitude, “I’m still stressed. Very, very stressed. You might even have to spend the night if you really want to reduce my stress.”
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