Y/N's POV
"Y/N.....Y/N...." Someone whispered nudging my shoulder. I slowly opened my eyes to see I was leaning on Jack. Oh shiz cake. I quickly scrambled to get off him and almost fell out of my chair in the process. He and Mark chuckle as I blushed. "The movies over and we're gonna go get some food cmon" Mark said as he walked away. Jack held out his hand and I grabbed it as he lifted me from the chair. We walked out of the theater hand in hand. That is until it was extremely uncomfortable as Mark was staring Jack down so he let go awkwardly. Mark then walked in between us until we got to the car and then until we were inside the house. "Go get ready the place is nice" I nod and go to my room. I chose to wear (what's in the picture cause I'm to lazy to think of an outfit)

When we arrived I was holding onto Jack's arm as Mark held the door for us. It was pretty fancy to say the least. "Mark did you make a reservation" I turned to him. "Yep don't worry I got this" he said as a girl came up to us. "Hello and welcome to The Orangery, what's your party's name?" She asked looking to Mark since he was in front. "Party of three under Mark" the girl looks at a piece of paper then speaks "okay right this way" she leads us to an outside patio. I guess it's so it's more private. "My names Jules by the way and I'll be serving you tonight". We all sit down. Jules walks back inside getting us some water. "Damn this place is cool" I say quietly making Mark and Jack giggle. Everything is antique and old looking and fancy looking. There were three forks and like two spoons and a knife so I just sat there thinking about which I was supposed to use first. Soon Jules comes back outside with a tray and three ice waters. "Thank you" we all say almost in unison. She nods then leaves again. I look at the menu. "I don't even know how to pronounce this stuff let alone know what it is" I look at Mark who looks at the menu too. "dang all out Italian" he says quietly. Jack takes a picture and the set up and posts it on Instagram. A couple minutes later Jules comes back out with the first dish. She says some long Italian food name and sets the dishes on our plates. This happens about five more times then she brings us some coffee with ice cream in it and the check. "Oh my gawd I'm so fulllll" I say feeling like I'm gonna go into a food induced coma. "You could of just ask for something to go" Jack says even tho he also ate everything. "But it was so good" I whine. They chuckle and we all chip in for the bill. When Jules comes back she asks for a picture and signatures even one from me, I don't know why, but I am happy to give her one. We leave and goodbye to the kind waitress. I fall asleep in the back of the car as Jack sleeps in the front and Mark drives since he's the least tired.
When we arrive back at home I slowly make my way to my room and put on pajamas. I crawl into bed thinking about no one other than Jack. Holding his soft hand. The way he let me sleep on his shoulder. The way he helped me up from my chair. The-zzzz.

Jack's POV
I woke up to get some water. As I was passing Y/N's room I heard sniffling. "Y/N" I whispered as I gently open the door. I look over at her and she's asleep. I'm about to leave when I hear "j-jack" I turn around to see her still sleeping. I walk over quietly. Is she dreaming about me? "jack p-please don't go" she sniffled. Aww she is. I rub her back comfortingly. "Shh it's okay I'm right here" she stops crying and calms down, still asleep. I think for moment.
Should I? Why the fuck not. I lay down next to her on top of the blankets and she snuggles up to me. I close my eyes and drift to sleep.