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It was around 12 a.m. when your phone went off. You had started working on a new painting around 8:30 and had completely lost track of time. It was only when you checked who was texting you that you realized it was so late, which also made sense as to why the person had decided to text you so late.

Jack Gilinsky was your….well he wasn’t really your anything, just your…something. You two had been whatever for about 6 months now and no one knew about it. You two would tweet one another on twitter, and you were cool with the guys so whenever something was going on and everyone was there, you and Jack would flirt and stuff, but that’s all it ever was. No secret kisses, hand holding, cuddling, or anything when everyone was around.

I mean, everyone knew you two were friends. You guys were actually super close before anything happened, so you guys would hang out, mostly at your place cause you lived alone. And it’s not like you two were strictly just fucking.

He’d come over and you two would watch a movie, or you’d kick his ass in fifa, he’d bring over shit to make you dinner, you two would nap together, he’d play music over your speaker and just chill and watch you while you work on your paintings and drawings, and even your photography. Hell, he’s told you he loved you.

The first time he told you that he loved you was in the middle of sex, he had just came and it just kinda slipped out of his mouth, and you were both shocked, but ever since then he always says it. And yeah, you loved him too, but you were just getting tired of keeping whatever it was you two had a secret.

You had actually talked to him about it and he said he just didn’t want anyone to know because with fame it seems anytime someone comes out that they’re in a relationship it seemed there was nothing but drama following them until they break up, and he ‘loves you too much to let some bullshit rumor break you guys up’ which after that little speech you two ended up fucking on the kitchen table cause his little speech made your heart melt and you felt bad for ‘over reacting.’

You quickly replied to Jack, telling him that he knew where the key was if he wanted to come over, to which he responded a minute later with he was on his way, and that he really needed to talk to you.

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You wouldn’t have even known that Jack had entered your apartment, but he ran into a table trying to sneak throughout the place, knocking a picture frame off and onto the floor.

“hey” you laughed as he showed himself, hands behind his back, sheepish smile on his face.

“hey babe” he smiled, walking up to you, pulling his hand out from behind his back “I gotchu something” he smiled as he stood before you with a small bag in his hands.

“Jack you d-”

“I wanted to” he said, his face serious, with something much deeper in his eyes, handing over the bag.

You smiled and dragged him to the living room, plopping down on the couch and pulling a blanket over the two of you while you took the tissue paper out of the bag, and looking at Jack while you pulled out a velvet box.

“Jack” your voice warning.

“just open it.” he smiled, placing his hand on your thigh.

You opened the box and you felt a smile grow on your face as you looked at the necklace.

“I know it’s not a lot bu-” he started but you cut him off, gently pressing your lips to his, hand resting against his cheek.

Resting your forehead against his you smiled.

“it’s perfect Jack, I love it.”

“good. Can I put it on?” he asked, and you just nodded your head, handing him the necklace and turning so your back was to him and he could clasp the necklace for you. Once it was on you turned around to face Jack and you grabbed the little heart.

“thank you” you muttered.

“anything for my girl.” he smiled, throwing his arm around you as you cuddled into his side.

“I love you” you muttered.

“I love you too babe” he kissed the top of your head.

You started falling asleep, Jack taking notice.

“c’mon babe, let’s head to bed.” he muttered, getting out from under you and taking your hand, pulling you up off the couch and pulling you down to your room.

You were pretty tired and had just climbed into bed, Jack cuddling up next to you. In your sleepy state you remembered what Jack had texted you earlier.

“hey babe” you mumbled, turning to face him.

“hm?”

“you said earlier we needed to talk…what’s going on?”

“can we uh…can we talk about it in the morning?” he asked.

You were so tired you just hummed in response and closed your eyes, feeling Jack pull you closer into his chest and falling asleep.

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You had woke up before Jack, just like you always do, so you slipped out of bed and headed down to the kitchen and started breakfast, making eggs and bacon and toast. You felt Jack’s hands snake around your waist and you leaned back into his chest.

“morning baby” he muttered.

“morning.” you smiled.

while you both sat down for breakfast Jack seemed out of it.

“what’s the matter babe?” you asked.

“I um…well you know how the VMA’s are coming up?”

“yeah.” you smiled, knowing how excited Jack was to go.

“well uh…I’ve gotta walk the carpet with um…Madison” he mumbled, hoping you wouldn’t hear it, knowing how you felt about their ‘relationship’ it being she was super touchy flirty with Jack, and Jack saw her just as a friend. And I mean, you didn’t hate her like a lot of Jack and Jack fans, she was actually super nice and had reached out to you to do some work for her, like some photo shoots, which I mean, money is money.

“oh” you muttered.

“please don’t think too much of this babe.” he took your hand in his. “it’s gonna be me her and Jack, not just me and her, but you know how she is and I didn’t wanna not tell you and I didn’t want you to see us on the carpet together and think something’s going on.”

“yeah no, I get it” you spoke, feeling slightly hurt. I mean, for fucks sake you love the kid and would love to walk the carpet with him but you can’t cause well…what the fuck are you two even besides a secret?

“please don’t be mad”

“I’m not mad Jack.” you forced a smile, sorta. Cause you weren’t really mad.

“promise?” he asked.

“promise” you smiled.

“well, you gotta kiss me so I know you’re not lying.” he smirked, resulting in you rolling your eyes, but nevertheless leaning over the table and kissing his lips.

After breakfast, Jack said he had to go work with Johnson, and you walked him to his car, kissing him and him telling you he’d talk to you in a bit and see you later.

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So the past few days you had barely seen Jack or even talked to him. He’s been busy getting ready for the VMA’s and him and Jack had been spending more time with Madison, hundreds of pictures of the three of them all over the internet, and pictures of just Jack and Madison with fans, and just Jack and Jack with fans, and pictures of Jack and Madison walking around together, just side by side, but smiles on both their faces, pictures of Madison looking at Jack adoringly.

You couldn’t help it. You were a girl and you were getting mad. You were getting jealous. You hated to admit it, but you were. You wanted to be able to walk around with Jack, be seen with Jack, fucking go to the VMA’s with him, anything. You had had enough. You were tired of being a secret.

You didn’t want to watch the red carpet, but you did. You hated yourself for it also, seeing Jack and Madison, who was clinging onto his arm, and then Johnson all together.

Watching interviews as well, all the questions Jack and Jack answered, most was about their music, but one interview, if you weren’t mad before, you sure as hell were now.

The question being ‘and who are you here with tonight?’ and Jack of course mentioned Johnson and then smiled down at Madison and gave her the introduction of ‘the talented and beautiful Madison Beer.’

You were done at this point. The rest of the interview asked about their relationship, telling the guy they’re just friends, but him insisting there was definitely a ‘connection’ and that they looked good together.

Jack didn’t wanna be seen with you, or people to know you two were…whatever the fuck it was you guys were, but didn’t have a problem being seen with her 16 year old self?

The more time that passed as you watched the VMA’s you got more and more pissed. The camera kept showing the audience, and of course you seen Jack and Madison sitting together and she was leaning over more towards him, like she couldn’t get close enough, and then Johnson of course, who made faces at the camera which made you smile, but that’s all. You were still pissed.

The show had ended, and you saw pictures online of Jack and Jack and Madison leaving early, Madison dragging Jack out by his hand. You just turned off everything besides some music and went to your small little studio and worked on another piece.

Losing track of time again, channeling your feelings into your work, and also getting lost in the music, you were surprised to hear a knock on your door. You checked your phone to see the time, since you rarely had company, especially at 2 in the morning. You also saw the 5 missed calls from Jack and 2 new messages from him.

You just tossed your phone onto the couch as you walked by to get to the door, having a pretty good idea as to who it was. You opened the door, keeping the top lock done so the door only opened enough to see your face.

“I tried calling you” Jack spoke.

“I saw.”

“I figured you might have been sleeping. can I come in?” he asked, sending his signature smile your way.

“I don’t think so” you spoke.

“what?”

“yeah” you muttered, reaching behind you and undoing your necklace and removing it, handing it to Jack who looked at it and then you.

“what’s this?”

“I can’t do this anymore Jack. I’m tired of being your dirty little secret, especially when you have no problem being seen with Madison. The interviewer was right, you two would make a nice couple, maybe she’ll like the necklace.” you spoke, avoiding his eyes and closing the door.

“wait (y/n) don’t do this!” he called out.

“I’m sorry Jack.” you whispered out.

“I love you.” he muttered, sadness taking him over.

“I love you too, but I just can’t keep doing this Jack. You should be with someone you’re proud to be seen with. I’m sorry.” you muttered, closing the door all the way and trudging down the hall, ignoring his pounding on the door and him calling out your name.

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After pounding and calling out to you for 5 minutes, Jack gave up, head hung low as he fiddled with the necklace in his hands, running his thumb over the heart of it. He trudged down the hall and out to his car, you flooding his mind as he thought of how to get you back.

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It’s been a few days, and you hadn’t left your flat. You’d been ignoring every call and text from Jack. You just couldn’t deal with that, you needed time. And of course all over twitter was Madison and Jack from the VMA’s and Madison kept tweeting people who tweeted her asking about Jack and stuff, and she kept tweeting him and you were just so annoyed with it all.

The KCA’s were coming up and of course, Jack and Jack were going, but from what it sounded like all over twitter, Madison was going too, and according to her, she would be with Jack all night.

Johnson had asked you to be his ‘date’ to the KCA’s, since he didn’t really wanna be ‘the third wheel’ on the carpet with Jack and Madison, which pissed you off hearing that, but nevertheless, you agreed, cause let’s be honest, you loved Johnson. He was practically your best friend, after Jack of course, but with everything going on, Johnson was your best friend.

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It was the night of the KCA’s, and you were finishing up getting ready. Once you finished your makeup, and your hair, you threw on your leather jacket,and headed over to the Jacks’ place.

sure, what you were wearing wasn’t what was usually seen on the carpet, but you honestly couldn’t care less. You weren’t gonna wear some overly fancy outfit, especially when 80% of your wardrobe was either black or grey and a bit of white, you barely had any other colors that composed your closet. Dresses weren’t really a thing for you either. Sure, a tight black dress with a short hem and low neck line, but you didn’t feel that was ‘appropriate’ for the KCA’s, a night of clubbing sure, but not a kids choice award ceremony.

The limo ride to the show was…awkward. You sat by Johnson and talked to him a bit, he asked about your photography and art and even asked if you’d draw up a design for their new album cover, and you gladly accepted, and Madison tried to talk to you, but she was practically clinging onto Jack, which made it hard for you to keep your focus on the conversation. I mean, sure you had worked with her before, but just the situation made it that much harder to converse with her.

When you arrived to the carpet, Jack got out first, Madison immediately following and latching onto his arm, and then Johnson got out, and smiled as you exited the car, taking his outstretched hand, his attempt at mock chivalry.

“such a gentleman” you laughed as he extended his arm rather, so you could loop yours through his.

“I try” he smiled, causing you both to laugh, cameras flashing all around you, questions being shouted left and right.

The four of you stopped and posed for a few pictures, Madison and Jack, and then you and Johnson.

Walking forward, one interviewer stopped you and Johnson.

“and here we have Jack Johnson, one half of Jack and Jack and his date for the evening….” she trailed.

“oh this is (y/n).” Jack smiled, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“and how did you two meet?”

“oh well, it’s actually a funny story.” Johnson started, your mind floating back to the first time you met Jack and Jack

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you had promised your neighbor, Raelyn that you would keep an eye on her dog while she went back home for the week. You and her were actually pretty good friends and tended to hang out once and a while, both of you being the youngest people living in your building.

Kovu was a great dog, super friendly and lovable, and a big cuddler….he just also happened to be a big dog. He was a bullmastiff, and as friendly as could be, and he was staying in your flat with you for the week, Raelyn giving you his bowls and a bag of food and also some money for anything he might need, like more food, and for watching him.

Well, you were in the middle of working on a painting, Kovu entertaining himself with one of his toys when he bumped into a table you had your paints on and knocked it over, the paint getting all over you, which, wasn’t that big of a deal.

You had gotten up to clean it when there was a knock on your door, so of course you went and answered it, opening it to reveal the pizza you had ordered, and when you went to grab the box, Kovu slipped out the door and started running.

You threw the pizza box on the counter, grabbed his leash and ran off after him, paint all over you.

You were calling out his name, looking all over for him, and he wasn’t answering, like you couldn’t hear the jingle of his collar anywhere. You started panicking, pushing through crowds of people, finally seeing two boys, one with the leash in his hand, looking around, and the other covered by Kovu, who had jumped up on him.

Relief filled you as you approached them, getting slightly nervous cause they were both cute and you had paint all over you.

You thanked them shyly as you took the leash and the blonde started a conversation with you, and you talked to them a bit and then went home. And later that night, you saw you had two new followers on Instagram and Twitter, and Johnson had dm’ed you on twitter and then you guys talked a bit and just became really good friends and started to hang out.

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“wow, that’s quite the story” the interviewer laughed, smiling at you, your cheeks flushing a bit and you cuddled into Johnson more.

“yeah” Jack laughed, squeezing your side a bit “she’s something else”

“like you’re anything other than extraordinary” you teased. Johnson was crazy, but you loved it. He was always up for a spontaneous adventure, and he was always up for anything.

“well, you two make a lovely couple, enjoy the night” she smiled, turning her attention to some other couple walking on the carpet.

Inside you sat next to Johnson, who sat next to Jack who sat next to Madison, who clung onto Jack all night. She kept leaning over and whispering in his ear, and he would mutter something back to her and then turn his attention back, and you two would make brief eye contact before you would look away.

You could tell he was getting upset, and frustrated. His eyes were pleading for you, but you couldn’t deal with it. The rest of the night went on like that, and before long the show was over and everyone was heading out. On the way, Madison was clinging to Jack, and you and Johnson were behind them, laughing and making jokes, just enjoying each other’s company, and sure, you had your arm locked around his, but you and Johnson were always like that. He was your best friend.

After the show, everyone headed back to the Jacks’ place for a party, a bunch of people there. Walking in, you immediately lost everyone but Johnson, who grabbed you two a drink and then sat around talking.

It wasn’t long before Sammy found the two of you, plopping down on the couch right in between the two of you and throwing his arms around the both of you.

“why the fuck did I not know you two were dating? how long has it been? what the fuck guys?”

Johnson and I just looked at one another, Johnson subtly winking at me.

“uh..we were kinda keeping it on the down low just to see how things were going until we told anyone, but we’ve been together for about a month now.” Johnson replied.

“what the fuck? I’m happy for you guys though. congrats.” Sammy laughed, ruffling your hair and getting up to ‘leave the two love birds alone’

You and Johnson laughed about it before diving off into another conversation.

It wasn’t long until you were feeling slightly buzzed, and started getting friendlier with Johnson, who was also feeling a bit buzzed.

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You woke up the next morning in a bed that wasn’t yours. You groaned as you sat up, realizing you were naked. Memories of last night flashing back into your head in scattered bits, but still blurred.

The door started to open, your head turning. You were expecting to see Johnson, since you know you were getting really close with him last night, and you couldn’t really see who else it would be.

What you didn’t expect was to see Jack. Your Jack, with a towel wrapped low around his hips, drops of water down his chest, and on his v-line you’ve left numerous hickeys along.

Looking up after running his hand through his wet head, his eyes met yours. You couldn’t read his expression as he looked at you.

You were about to speak, but he beat you to it.

“glad you’re awake. How’d you sleep?” he asked, walking towards his dresser and shuffling through a drawer.

“um…good” you answered awkwardly.

“that’s good” he smiled back at you before removing his towel and pulling up a pair of calvins.

“yeah…” you trailed, feeling more awkward than ever.

Jack shuffled through his drawers, clearly looking for something to wear, and you couldn’t take the awkward air in the room.

“what happened last night?” you asked, Jack turning to look at you, his face unreadable again.

“well after the KCA’s and stuff, we were all back at the house for a like after party, and I guess, Johnson had told Sammy that the two of you had been together for like a month, cause the interview-” Jack spoke, but you finished his sentence, or thought.

“said we were a cute couple and we didn’t deny it or anything.” you muttered.

“yeah, well, after I heard Sammy say that, I got…I don’t know…Jealous. I kinda freaked, and went to find you, and you of course were dancing with Johnson, and I was just so mad. You were my girl, and I mean, you were with my best friend, and I just, I pulled you away from Johnson, and before you could say anything I smashed my lips to yours, and then after you pulled away, you asked me…” he paused, making you nervous. He looked up at you and your eyes locked, but this time you couldn’t look away.

“you asked me if I still loved you and I felt so bad, because I could never stop loving you. And I realized how much I hurt you keeping us a secret, but dammit (y/n) I love you so fucking much.”

You smiled, and you couldn’t help but lean over and brush your lips over his.

“I love you too Jack.” you muttered against his lips, feeling a smile form on his.

“I’m so sorry about everything. And I want you to be mine. No more keeping it a secret. I want everyone to know you’re mine because I’m so in love with you and you’re so damn perfect and I’m such a fucking idiot for not telling everyone sooner, cause you mean the world to me.” he rambled, making you flush.

“it’s okay” you replied, smiling widely at him.

“it’s not though. I should have never tried to keep us a secret, especially when you mean so much to me.”

“I love you.” you smiled.

“I love you too”

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You had just got out of the shower in Jacks room and were getting ready, looking in the mirror, dressed in one of Jack’s shirts. You were fixing your hair when Jack came up behind you and pressed a kiss to your cheek, making you smile. You turned your head more as Jack’s lingered by your shoulder, and he captured your lips, getting slightly carried away. You didn’t even realize that Jack had slipped the necklace back on.

When you pulled back, Jack’s hands slipped around your waist and you noticed your necklace, and you reached up and grabbed the heart pendant, smiling at Jack in the mirror.

Jack pulled out his phone and snapped a picture, and you watched as he posted it on instagram.

“Jack, everyone’s gonna freak.” you sighed, feeling nervous about this whole thing now.

“I don’t care. I love you and I’m not keeping it a secret anymore.” he smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips.

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a/n: so this is long and pretty shitty..Idk what’s up with me but all my writings are getting less and less notes, not that that’s what all of this is about, it’s just a hobby, but I just feel my writings getting worse. And it’s been like 200 years since I’ve updated. But hope this is okayyy, requests are definitely open..always. As you know, it just takes a while.

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