ups & downs
jack harlow x reader
summary: lately everything has been crashing down on you and nothing was going the way it was planned. you didnât tell jack, since he had his own problems but he would find out eventually..
genre: angst
warnings: i donât think there are any, correct me if iâm wrong!!
part one
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gif by @jackharlows
you still havenât called jack back, and he was getting more worried every second. you would have been home by now, why werenât you picking up your phone? jack went up and down in his studio.
âcalm down man, iâm sure she is fineâ urban tried to soothe him. jack probably didnât even hear what urban said, the only thing on his mind was you. he felt guilty for the way he talked to you, even though he was annoyed you two havenât spend much time together lately, he shouldnât have talked you down like that. your watery gaze was in front of his inner eye and it hurt him mentally to know, that he was the cause of the tears, that probably fell down your cheeks as soon as you got into your car. he knew you most likely didnât want to talk to him right now, but if you saw how many missed calls you got, you definitely would give him a call.
what jack didnât know, was that you were still driving in silence and were on your way to your hotel. it was on the other side of the city and also a little bit secluded, thats why it was so cheap. you cursed yourself for being too stubborn to ask for help. this dumb stubbornness has to be a thing in your family. when you got to the hotel, goosebumps were spreading over your whole body. the hotel did look a little creepy in the dark. you entered it and were greeted, by the sweet old lady, who works at the reception. you felt sorry for her she had to work this late, but you werenât really and exception either, if you were honest.
you only ever checked your phone just a minute, before you were about to fall asleep to check, if your alarm for the next morning was activated, you really couldnât afford oversleeping. you were shocked to see over 50+ misses calls and messages. a gasp left your mouth, you were only driving for about 30 minutes, what could have happened in this time, that lead to your phone being blowed up like this?
there were several unopened and missed calls from neelam, urban, druski and jack. just as you were about to call jack back, neelams name appeared on your phone screen. you answered and couldnât even say anything, before neelam started yelling: ây/n! are you okay?â the worry in her voice was clear. âwhat? yes, i am. neelam why-â you were about to ask her what all that was about, but she immediately cut you off. âoh my god, you scared the hell out of me! why didnât you answer your phone we were so worried!â you had absolutely no clue what all this was about. âi drove to the hotel, i turned my phone off, because i was driving. why in gods name should something have happened to me?â you asked, hoping to get an answer of the yelling and concern that was thrown at you.
âjack told me you two had a fight and when you left, you looked really tired and cried. he didnât want you to drive in this state. and he was flipping out, when you didnât answer your phone when you should have been home by the timeâ neelam explained to you. jack was this worried about you? after you acted like you didnât care about him the last few weeks. your eyes started to water again. neelam continued, before you could answer. ây/n, by the way, where the fuck are you staying at? you drove for like an hour. pack up your things, youâre staying at my place.â
neelam was the most caring and sweetest person you knew, she always made your everybody was doing good, but you didnât want accept her help in this situation. on the one hand, theres your stubbornness, of course, you wanted to solve the problems youâve caused, yourself and didnât want to bother other people. then theres also a little bit of shame you felt, you would never admit it, but you were embarrassed for your life right now. you knew, you shouldnât be, but you just couldnât help it. you even wished, you didnât tell neelam, so you didnât have this pressure on telling jack.
âthank you neelam, you know i appreciate this, but i have to solve this myself. i gotta work a whole lot tomorrow, can you let jack know iâm fine? i love you, good nightâ you tried to cut off the call quickly, because you were really really tired, way too tired for this drama. ây/n, youâre so stubborn, stop acting like you have-â you ended the call, before she could carry on. you knew you werenât making the best decisions right now, but you somehow just couldnât help it.
neelam
sheâs fine, but whatever, you have done, please make it up to her, she needs your support rn, good night
jacks hands never left his phone, so when he heard a message coming through, he immediately read it. his brows furrowed when he scanned her message. why would you need his support, did something happen? or did he miss something? he answered neelam quickly, but this topic never left his thoughts, until he finally fell asleep at 4:30 am.
on the next day, jack wanted to make it up to you, with your favorite flowers and also to talk to you. he didnât really know what was going on in your life and he shouldâve known that work wasnât the only thing bothering you. he bought you a beautiful bouquet of flowers and your favorite sweets, before driving to your apartment. he was confused, as he didnât see your car in spot your car was usually parked on, he made sure to wait til you were done with work. there stood another car, wich was completely different to yours. he got out of the car and went up to your apartment and rang.
an old man opened the door. he looked just as confused as jack, if that was even possible. jack was frozen and since he didnât say anything, the old man broke the silence. âyes?â jack catched himself again. âiâm sorry, doesnât ây/n ây/l/n live here?â he double checked the door, but he was completely sure. this was your apartment, he has spent months in this apartment. âno, you have to confound the apartment, but i just moved in a few days ago, so maybe your looking for the previous tenant?â the man in the door suggested. âwhat? but my girlfriend lives hereâ jack claimed, he was slowly getting frustrated. âiâm sorry sir, but you are at the wrong apartment, now have a good day.â that were the last words, that left the old mans mouth, before shutting the door
jack stood in front of the closed door with a dumbfounded expression, what did just happen? why werenât you living in your apartment? he couldnât make sense of it. he grabbed his phone and called you once again. he thought you werenât picking up, but you answered after a few rings. âjack?â he heard your voice. you still sounded exhausted, wich made him once again feel bad, for what happened the night before. ây/n? where are you at?â he asked without greeting you. you remained silent for a second, before answering.
âat home. why are you asking?â you felt terrible, for lying to him, but you still had two days left to think of the best way of telling him, so you would use them. âno, no you arenât. iâm at your apartment and an old man opened the door. why are you lying to me?â those words took you off guard. you had to idea how to react. he knew, you didnât live in your apartment anymore, of course, he had to find out sometime. as you didnât answer, you heard jackâs voice again. ây/n? what has been going on the last weeks?â
you let out a sigh, he probably heard on the other side of the phone. you had to use all the courage that was left in your body to say the next words. âcan we meet?â jack was already in the garage again. âyes, when and where?â he asked, while he got into his car. âiâll text you the address. can you come here right now?â you asked, hopefully. jacks phone vibrated, and the address message you sent him, plopped up. âyes, iâll be there. see you in a bit.â
âokay, byeâ you said. âbye.â jack answered, but before he could hang up you said something, that made him hesitate. âjack, wait.â he heard your voice. âyeah?â he asked. âi love youâ he stopped in his tracks. he really wanted to say it back, but âloveâ is something really special for him and he didnât want to say it, if he didnât really mean it either. he didnât know what he felt for you. you were really distant for a while and it felt like the two of you became strangers again.
you waited for him to say it back and you could swear you could hear your heard crack, when the only thing you heard was the beeping sound, of him ending the call.
part 3 will come i promise
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