#j.a.

[philipsvargas]

Aveces ser buena persona, toma todo de mi y me cansa y aveces quisiera ser como antes odiar, destruir y que no me importaran las cosas y simplemente fumarme un cigarrillo, aveces la vida era más sencilla porque no la valoraba, como ahora y que me importen las personas tanto que al irse dejan mucho que aveces duele mas que su ausencia misma.

Felipe Vargas Mtz.

16/02/2025.

[sarahscribblesenespanol]

[hollandsangel]

dance with u | j.a.

i literally posted this on my wattpad 8 seconds ago oops

inspired by dance with u by staring in spaces aka one of my favourite songs atm

summary: jack finds out you like to dance

warnings: mentions of alcohol

The gathering was small, just a few friends under the soft yellow lights of Daniel’s kitchen, laughing and dancing in the open area. 

Your relationship with Jack was still new and at first, you were nervous about meeting his inner circle. Of course, you had met -and loved- his band mates, but the idea of meeting the other people that he deemed family was stirring around your anxiety. It wasn’t too hard for him to convince you to join him though. 

“Babe, it’ll be great I promise.” 

“J, your friends intimidate me” You whined back, throwing your legs over his lap. 

He laughed at you, his hand rubbing gently over your shin. “Just a few hours, I really think you’ll like them. And I know they’ll like you. Please?”

You rolled your head over the back of the couch, now facing him. “You’re the worst.” Your grin was unmistakable. 

“I know.” He leaned over you, a kiss landing quickly on your lips. 

Because of the freshness of your new found spark, both of you were still learning about each other, and he was learning that you loved to dance. 

Mostly everyone was scattered around the kitchen island and coffee table, you were in the middle of the kitchen with Franny and Daniel, the three of you dancing together and throwing your heads back in laughter. 

Jack was watching you from his place on the couch, the game of monopoly that the others pulled out forgotten to him. His whiteclaw was nearing empty, which gave him the perfect excuse to head to the kitchen where you were. 

You watched him stand up and throw his empty can into the recycling bin before grabbing another from the fridge. He left it unopened as he placed it on the counter top, leaning onto his forearms so he could watch you. 

A wink flew his way as you spun around due to Franny grabbing your hand. 

Jack watched you with a tipsy smile on his face for a few more minutes, enjoying the sway of your hips and the delight tracing your lips. 

“Y/n, baby, c’mere.” His voice was distant, and you knew that one more drink would have him a little too far past tipsy. 

“Hey J, missed you.” His fingers were soft on your waist as he approached you, a quick kiss landing on the side of your lips. “Aren’t you playing monopoly?”

You nodded towards the living room where the others were shouting over Crawford stealing Tyler’s money. 

“Was, but I needed another drink and you looked so pretty from where I was sitting, I wanted to come see you.”

“You’re such a flirt.” You teased, turning your head to face him. 

He shrugged, his famous giggle tumbling past his lips. “What can I say?” His hand came up to tuck a strand of hair that had fallen from the clip holding it up, “I wanna dance with you.”

“Okay, pretty boy, dance with me.” 

One of his hands left your waist to grab one of yours, your fingers tangling together as he pulled you closer to his chest where you rested your cheek. 

Jack could feel you humming against him, the vibrations reverberating through him and warming him from the inside out. “You like this song?” He asked against your hair.

“Mhmm.” was all you said in return, snuggling in closer to him. 

The hand that was wrapped around the curve of your waist traveled up to your chin, lifting your gaze to his. A short glance in his honey brown eyes pulled you into him, a deep, heavy kiss finding its way to your lips. 

The two of you stayed like that for a while, swaying together in the kitchen like you were the only two in the world. 

we don’t have to have a plan

let’s run away

until we fall out of love

i think i really wanna dance with you

i think i really wanna dance with you

i think i really wanna dance with you

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[c-o-n-s-e-j-o-s]

La apestosa necesidad de querer ser queridos por personas ajenas, olvidando que primero debemos querernos nosotros.

-S🖤

[thulipan]

Disfruto mis días buenos, pero siempre pienso cuánto he de esperar para que todo vuelva a ser un caos.

Auto saboteó, Fumada de amor.

[a4-ja-blog]

Me siento debilitado por tantas veces que he insistido. Antes insistía mucho más y esperaba tanto como soportará mi paciencia, ahora siento que es más grande mi vacío al saber que no puedes quererme como soy; hasta pronto.

prefiero quererme en esta ocasión.

J.A

[petitjeanofficial]

Ik wil steeds meer van wat ik al heb.

j.a.

[nightsspentthinking]

More To The Story - J. A.

Y/N: Guess who’s back, back again. It’s me if you couldn’t tell. Sorry if you wanted someone else, you’re stuck with me. Anyway, I’m rambling again. So I got this lovely request and for the first time ever I had no idea where I was going with it. I really don’t know how to feel about this so please tell me what you think. I hope I did it justice and you enjoy reading. Love you guys!

Requested: yes

You sneaked out of your room and went down the stairs carefully, trying not to make any sounds. You checked your phone. 1:04 a.m. Letting out a yawn, you zoned out for a minute but quickly composed yourself. You couldn’t risk getting caught by one of the boys. Turning on the flashlight on your phone, you turned around the corner and tiptoed into the kitchen. Now it was time to wait. After five long minutes Jack finally walked through the door, looking over his shoulder one more time before making his way to you. As soon as he reached you he pulled you into a tight hug, placing a kiss onto your lips. You instantly melted into his touch and sighed, enjoying every second of being in your boyfriend’s arms. Sneaking around behind everyone’s back was hard enough but living in the same house as Jack and not being able to kiss him whenever you wanted broke your heart. But as of right now, you had no other choice than to accept the situation. You knew it was for the best.

You still remembered the day you had first met the boys. After graduation you were going to attend a college in L.A. Jonah, being the great cousin he was, suggested you live with him since it would save you a lot of money. He flew you out as soon as summer break started, claiming he wanted you to get to know your way around the city and get to know the boys but you knew he mostly did it because he missed you. The two of you had been attached by the hip growing up and you still had an amazing bond. That was also the reason why nobody was surprised at how well you got along with the other boys. You clicked instantly, it was as if you had known each other forever. But a certain curly haired boy connected with you, not just on a friendly level. You spent every minute of the day together, going out or staying in. And then there was the flirting. A lot of it. The others never commented on it, thinking you were only joking around. What they didn’t know was that there was more to the story.

You had been sitting on the couch, your head leaning on Jack’s shoulder while reading your favourite book when you felt him sit up. Confused, you turned your head in his direction, only to find him staring at a spot on the floor in front of him. You sat up too and leaned over so you were making eye contact with him “Penny for your thoughts?” You could tell he was debating whether to tell you what had been bothering him or not by the way he was clenching his jaw and furrowing his eye brows. You sat on the floor in front of him, making him look down at you and took one of his hands in yours. His face softened and he reached out to brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “Can I try something?” Your heartbeat quickened and you only managed to nod before you felt his lips on yours. You had been dreaming of this moment longer than you wanted to admit. He cupped your cheek with one hand and pulled you closer with the other one. Your hands immediately went up to his hair, playing with the curls, knowing it was his weakness. You could have stayed like that forever but humans needed air so you pulled away smiling, not breaking eye contact.

You had talked for hours after that and had come to the conclusion that you liked each other and wanted to give this relationship a shot but decided to keep it a secret. You were scared to see how the change would affect your groups dynamic. Another problem was Jonah. You knew he wasn’t the type of person to tell you who you could and couldn’t date, no matter if it was a random guy on the street or his bandmate but you didn’t want to make things awkward for him, especially if Jack and you broke up. A secret relationship seemed like the perfect idea, it was like a test. But the thing you didn’t think through was how hard it would be to keep the act up in front of the boys. You had always been touchy-feely, that didn’t really change. But it was quite the challenge not to slip up while talking to each other. The only thing Jack wanted was to call you his, tell you how perfect you were. But he couldn’t. At least not in English.

“Bonjour, ma chérie” That was how Jack had greeted you the first time. You looked at him with big eyes, not believing what he had said but he just winked at you. The guys all looked between the two of you, confusion written all over their faces. Before anyone could question what was going on, Jack spoke up “(Y/N/N) and I made a bet. She dared me to do a skateboarding trick. If I couldn’t do it I would have to buy her ice cream every day for two weeks and if I could she would have to teach me French. And as you can see, I won” You looked at him like he was crazy, not understanding what his plan was but you still went with it. And that’s how it all started. You had taken French for four years, you were almost fluent by now and Jack memorized a few sentences he needed to know to shower you in compliments without the guys getting suspicious. You played along and soon it became a habit to just talk to each other in French.

The two of you were sitting at the kitchen island, just talking. You were currently ranting about some teacher from college, telling Jack how bad he was at lecturing when he interrupted you “Je t’aime” You immediately stopped talking and looked at your boyfriend with wide eyes. You thought your mind was playing tricks on you, that the lack of sleep had finally caught up to you but you could tell from the look on Jack’s face that he was being serious, this was real. Before you could even open your mouth to respond you heard something fall to the ground and turned your head to see none other than Jonah practically stumbling into the kitchen. He had an unreadable look on his face and you prayed he had only just walked in. But your hopes were crushed when he walked up to Jack, eyes narrowed and fists clenched. “I didn’t quite catch that, what did you say? You love her?” You looked between the two boys, the shock prominent on your face. You didn’t know what was going to happen, how this was going to go down. The only thing you knew was that it was time to tell Jonah the truth. You had to come clean. Being the brave one for once, you took Jack’s hand and cleared your throat, catching both of the guys’ attention. Jonah looked at your connected hands and it seemed as if something clicked in his mind. Looking back up, his face softened when he saw your glossy eyes.

“Jonah, I- I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry. I’m sorry we didn’t tell you. We didn’t know how you would react, we were scared. Everything was still so fresh and we wanted to test things out before announcing it. Please don’t be mad, it wasn’t Jack’s fault. He wanted to tell you but I was being a coward and I didn’t want things to change betwee-“ Jonah let out a chuckle, confusing you even more “I could never be mad at you (Y/N/N). I get it, I really do. I’ve always known there was more to your relationship than you let everyone believe. You probably won’t believe me when I say this but I’m happy for you. Jack, you’re my best friend, I know you. You care for her, I can tell. And (Y/N/N), I know you better than anyone else. From the second you two met I knew something would happen. And I was right, as always” You rolled your eyes at the last comment but couldn’t help feeling relieved. Jonah wasn’t mad. You quickly pulled him into a hug and muttered a low “I love you”. When you let go you turned to Jack.

“Jack?”

“Hmm?”

“Je t’aime”