I KNOW THATS NOT JACK BUT I DON'T HAVE A PICTURE OF HIM I HAVEN'T USED AND I DON'T FEEL LIKE LOOKING FOR ONE...plus I love this photo of him😂

Y/n POV

"Hey, you single?"

"I wish I was"

"Don't be like that" Noah wrapped his arm around my waist, grabbed the handle of my bag, and started walking.

"How am I not supposed to be like that?" I ask, keeping my eyes on my phone. I haven't once looked up since he walked up to me.

I finally got off of the plane. I was home. I was finally going to see my family and friends again. And an unwanted person. I don't know whose here and whose not but I can't wait to see everyone.

"Look, what I said wasn't true. I was upset"

"Doesn't give me a reason to forgive you" I shrug "or believe you" I mumble.

"Y/n-" I interrupted him.

"Just stop talking. Just like you said, why am I supposed to listen if nothing but bullshit comes out?" I finally look up to him, shrug and walk away, him following close behind.

We soon made it to his car. He put my stuff in the trunk while I got in the passenger seat. I couldn't stand to see him. I didn't want to listen to him.

He hopped in the front seat and started driving. It was quiet. No words were spoken and no actions were taken. I liked it better that way. I didn't want to hear anything he had to say.

We were almost home when Noah's hand found its way to my thigh. He rubbed his thumb against the cloth that was in between out skin.

"Stop" I spoke quietly, grabbing his hand and throwing it off of me.

"C'mon baby" he whines.

"Don't call me that"

"Well we're dating, aren't we?"

"Sadly"

"I told you I didn't mean it"

"And I told you that doesn't give me a reason to forgive you"

"Baby, you know I love you"

"Really? Do you tell everyone that you love they should kill themselves?" I look up at him.

"Why do you always bring that up?!" He yells.

"Why do you always bring Jack up?!"

He doesn't reply. He keeps his eyes on the road as he exhales loudly through his nose.

We eventually pull into the familiar driveway. I immediately hop out when the car comes to a stop. As soon as the car door shuts I see a brunet male running from out the front door.

He engulfed me in a big hug, almost knocking me down. I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him closer, if possible.

"I missed you!" Mark's deep voice spoke.

"I missed you too" I mumble into his shoulder.

He pulls away and his smile grows bigger.

"I'm guessing you wanna see a certain somebody?" He smirks.

"Who?" Noah asks.

"None of your goddamn business" I snap at him. Marks eyes widen a fraction, looking between Noah and me.

"Is he here?" I ask hopefully.

"He?" Noah furrowed his eyebrows.

"No, not yet"

I groaned and turned around to grab my stuff from the trunk. Noah is quickly by my side, grabbing it from my hands.

"I got it, baby"

"I think I can carry it. My hands aren't broken"

I grab my bag back and start walking towards the house. Mark opens the door and welcomes Noah and me. Setting my stuff down, I look around the place.

"Wheres dad?" I ask.

"He's at the store" Mark answered.

Noah looks down to his phone and smiles. He looks back up to me and speaks.

"Hey babe, I have to go but I promise I'll call you"

"I promise I'll ignore it" I roll my eyes, hearing a chuckle coming from Mark.

Noah wraps his arms around my waist, a little to far down. He leans down and whispers in my ear.

"Don't act like this. At least pretend we're fine" he pauses "You will regret it if you don't"

He stands up straight and kisses my forehead. He walks himself to the door, winks at me, and walks out.

"What happened to you two?" Mark asked, smiling.

"We just got in a little argument" 

"I see" he smirks "so is there a chance for you and Jack?"

"Don't think so" I shake my head "he is with Raina, remember?"

"But he doesn't like her! He still loves you!"

"Evidence?"

"He told me!" Mark smiled.

"I want tangible proof"

He groans, dropping his arms to his side.

"Well I'm sorry that your honest brother isn't enough" Mark rolls his eyes.

Time skip brought to you by the ceiling fan attacking me

"Hey" the cheerful Irish voice greets.

"Hey" I smile "when are you getting here?"

"Huh?"

"Home? For break?" I chuckle.

"Oh" he whispers "yeah"

"So when are you getting here?" I ask again, hoping to get an answer this time.

Silence. He breathes loudly for a moment before speaking.

"I'm not coming"

My smile immediately disappears. My face has no emotion as I stare at the ceiling above me. Its times like these I was happy he couldn't see me.

"Something came up and I wasn't able to make it back" Jack explains.

"O-oh. Okay, I hope everything is alright" I nod.

"Thanks"

No more words were spoken. Both of us were met with silence. I stayed laying down on my old bed staring at the pattern on the ceiling. I was mindlessly playing with the sleeve of my shirt, only reminding me of when I would play with Jack's hair while watching TV.

"How is-" I was cut off by my door opening, letting the light from the hallway in the dark room I was in.

"Hey, what're you doing?" He whispers, quietly shutting the door.

"How did you get in here?" I sit up.

"Huh?" Jack says, confused.

"Your dad let me in"

Noah takes a seat next to me, pulling me closer to him. I set my phone down, forgetting about Jack, focusing on getting away from him.

"Who ya talkin to?" Noah whispers.

"None of your damn business" I roll my eyes, pushing him away only for his grip to get tighter.

Noah reaches over and grabs my phone. Trying to get it back, I grab his arm and pull it towards me to get closer to the phone. He smacks my arm and stands up, staring at the screen in his hands.

His eyes meet mine as a smirk slowly grows on his face.

"You've been talking to Jack?" He whispers.

"Y/n?" Jack speaks "what's happening?"

"Why does it matter who I talk to if you're just using me for sex?" I snap.

He hangs up, sets the phone on the dresser behind him and sits down on the bed, slowly getting closer to me.

"If you wanna make me the bad guy, I'll be the bad guy" he whispers, grabbing my wrist tightly.

"Let go of me" I demand quietly, pulling my arm back. He pulls my arm to his chest, holding my wrist tighter.

"Tell that little green bean what I've done to you, see what happens"

He releases my arm and stands up to leave as my phone begins to ring. He looks at the caller ID and turns to look at me.

"Just see what happens"