Why? // Jack Maynard Imagine
As long as I could remember Jack and I hated each other. None our friends knew why but we had our reasons. We just didn't get along, and now living with him is the living hell.
“Y/N!” yelled Conor from downstairs and I groaned in annoyance as I walked downstairs. “What's up, Con?” I asked with a smile, that faded as soon as I spot Jack sitting shirtless in the kitchen, eating his cereal. I couldn't deny that Jack was good looking, but I'd never admit it. “We're going out to lunch, all of us.” Conor said as he quickly nodded over to his smaller brother. I rolled my eyes and nodded.
“Shut your goddamn mouth, Maynard!” I nearly yelled as I looked over to Jack. “I can't change that you look like a damn slut!” He yelled back and now I got furious, and turned my whole body to Jack, who sat next to me in the back of Conor's car. “I look like a slut?! You're the biggest man-whore I've ever seen, you fucking dickhead!” I yelled. “You're just jealous of me, that I even can get laid!” he scowled. “Yeah, of course I'm jealous of your STD's who wouldn't?!” I screamed back.
Suddenly a stinging pain was on my cheek and a loud slap echoed through the car. And within seconds everything went silent. “What the fuck , Jack?” Conor yelled from the driver seat as he pulled up at the diner. As soon as the car stopped I got out of the car, tears welling up in my eyes. My hand touched my red burning cheek and I whimpered quietly. I've been slapped multiple times by ex-boyfriends or some girls I fought with, but this hurt the most. “I'm so so sor-” “Fuck off Jack, just fuck yourself! Why would you even do this? Like what the fuck, we fought so many times and I never even put a finger on you!” I screamed over the whole parking lot and suddenly our other friends were outside. “Y/N I didn't mean to-” “Of course you didn't, of-fucking-course!” I screamed, my voice was hoarse and my throat hurt by all the screaming. “I'd never hurt you on purpose!” He yelled out in frustration and I backed away. I've never been afraid of Jack but now I'm more than I've ever been in my life. I was terrified. “BUT YOU JUST FUCKING DID!” I yelled back, and I didn't even care about the tears that were running down my cheeks. It was quiet and I started sobbing. I don't know why I cried, I never cried when I got slapped, except when it was a person I loved. But I didn't love Jack, not in a million years.
Jack and I have been crying silently the whole ride back home. I could hear him say over and over one sentence. “I am a monster.” And as much as I hated Jack, he wasn't a monster, he could be one of the sweetest human beings, just not to me. “For fucks sake, Jack shut the fuck up, you're not a monster.” I said in the silence of the car as I heard him say it again and he kept quiet.
As soon as we came home Conor left again to go to the lunch. Jack and I wanted to go home so he brought us home. And now it was an uncomfortable between Jack and me. “Please let me make it up to you, please Y/N.” Jack said with a quiet voice as his eyes roamed over the ground like it was the most interesting thing ever. “How?” I answered just as quiet as he did, but instead of inspecting the ground I stared at him. “Just give me some time, I'll make everything!” He said, slightly raising his voice as his head shoot up. I didn't want to but flinched and he frowned. “Okay, Maynard.” I said. “What?” He asked shocked. “You get one chance, not more or less, make something out of it.” I said coldly. “Oh my god, thank you, I will, I promise!” He said happily, and I turned around to go to my room but I couldn't hide the small smile on my face.
The whole day I heard Jack running around the flat, and he never once let me out of my room, because apparently he had some serious business in making up to me, so thank god for the bathroom that was connected with my room and my sweets I hid like all over the place.
Around 9pm I heard a quiet knock on the door. “Let yourself in.” I said because I knew that it was Jack. But suddenly Conor stood in my room with a suit. I looked confused at him. “Milady, would you come downstairs with me, Mister Maynard would like to see you.” He said in a really bad posh accent and I tried not to laugh as I got up in my sweats and sweater, I stole from Conor and some fluffy socks.
I laughed out loud as Conor took my hand like he would help the Queen downstairs. And I laughed even louder when I saw Oli, Joe, Josh and Caspar in suits downstairs. I couldn't catch my breath as I saw Jack in suit standing in the doorway a bouquet of roses in his hands. “You all look ridiculous!” I gasped and as soon as I caught my breath. “But it's still sweet, even though I look like a potato.” I giggled and I stood in front of Jack, who was smiling brightly as he saw me smiling. It was just ridiculous what they do here. “You know, you just could've bought me Pizza and we'd be fine, right?” I said in a serious voice. “Too bad I made something way better.” He smiled as he handed me the roses.
“Jack, no! I look so bad I will not go out like that!” I said as I tried to hold onto the door frame as Jack dragged me outside by my waist. “come on! I've done so much, so get your ass out of that house!” He laughed as he finally got me away from the door frame. “I hate you, Maynard.” “I hate you too, Y/L/N.”
We were driving about thirty minutes, and I don't know where Oli, Josh, Conor, Joe and Caspar went. “Are we there yet?” I asked. “A few minutes, beautiful.” He answered calmly and I tried to play cool and that I did not just blushed. He's trying to make up, nothing more.
As the car stooped, Jack literally jumped out of it and jogged over to my side to hold up my door. “Is that a date or a make up?” I asked completely confused. “Maybe both.” he winked and I rolled my eyes. “Jack, I'm not going in there! I'm scared of forests!” I screeched. “I will be there with you, no worries.” Jack said as he hold out his hand. I sighed anxious and grabbed his hand.
For 20 minutes we were walking through the woods and now I was thinking he maybe is going to kill me. But that changed when we came to a wide clearing right beside a beautiful stream. From the maybe 3 meter high trees hung light bulbs that were lit and made the forest beautiful and comfy. In the middle of the clearing was a table, decorated with rose blossoms and candles. In the back were Joe, Josh, Caspar, Conor, Oli and Mikey grinning widely. “Do you like it?” Jack asked unsure. “Like it?” I turned to him, he looked scared. “I fucking love it! How did you do that within a few hours?” I asked shocked and practically attacked him with a hug. “I had some help.” Jack nodded grinning over to the boys. “Josh told you that this was the image of my perfect date, didn't he?” I smirked as I looked at Jack who got bright red and Josh who also blushed. “It's still cute though.” I smiled.
We were seated by Joe and suddenly we had food on our table. And suddenly I heard Conor singing in the background, accompanied by a guitar and he sang my favorite song. Tears welled up in my eyes. “Are you alright Y/N?” Jack asked concerned as he looked at me from across the table. A smile crossed my face and I tried to choke back my tears. “Nobody has ever done something like that for me. And now give me a hug Maynard!” I said while standing up and he stood up in no second and embraced me in his arms, where the tears started to fall. His arms wrapped around me tight, and I just let my feelings overwhelm me. “Thank you so, so, so much Jack, for doing this for me.” I said, my voice a little hoarse. “Thank you for letting me and giving me a second chance.” he mumbled in the crook of my neck and planted a kiss onto my forehead.
And now, 3 months after what happened Jack finally convinced me to be his girlfriend and I swear I never made a better decision in my whole life.
This is my first one and so bad, I’m sorry.