365 Party Girl

Summary: You throw a party in hopes Jaafar will finally see you except he never shows up………

Warnings: No smut but a lil steam

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Y/n pov

I sit on the edge of my bed the morning cold making me shiver, I take deep breaths in hopes to calm the anxiety that's been hovering under my skin the whole lead up to the party, my party.

After the last movie I filmed, I rewarded myself with buying my dream home. It was large with a pool and in Malibu, perfect for having guests and with the wrap of the Michael movie what better way to celebrate than a party. Now most of the time the crew will host wrap parties but I asked ahead of time because I had a special plan for this party. I needed him to see me, and really see me not just as a friend.

Jaafar Jackson and I had quickly become close about two years ago during the audition process of the film, I followed him on Instagram after learning he was up for a part. We would message back and forth about if we had heard anything back yet and try to ease each other's nerves, even FaceTiming a few times.

Up until a few months before shooting Jaafar had a girlfriend, one always attached to him. No one liked her yet they had been together for ten years, no one saw the breakup coming. As much as I hate to admit it, it really pissed me off seeing them together, I knew deep down I liked him and I also knew I couldn't tell him. I'm sure you can imagine my reaction when I found out they broke up, selfishly I hoped him talking to me about it would bring us even closer and it did. After that point we spent most of our free time together, it was really nice having a guy friend who was actually respectful towards woman and mature, well for the most part . Whenever Jaafar and Jermajesty were together all hell would break loose, pranks would be pulled, patience would be tested but Jermajesty always treated me like I was his little sister he was definitely my favorite of the brothers but don't tell them I said that. 

Speaking of Jermajesty he had texted me just minutes ago about drinks for the party since he agreed to help set up. A lot was going into this party maybe too much, I ordered probably 1,000 pink balloons and hired a DJ, I sent them a playlist that would cover maybe two hours of the party, I filled it with songs I know Jaafar loves, God I'm so pathetic. 

When I finally find the strength to get out of bed I take a everything shower to make sure the night ends perfect. Once out I get dried off and moisturized before slipping into my pink silk rob and putting on a sheet mask. Once the 15 minutes are done I throw it away and rub the serum into my face, I finish the rest of my skincare and wrap my hair up before putting on my slippers and walking into the kitchen. I slowly sip the peppermint tea I made and a breakfast sandwich. 

One thing I failed to admit was that right now me and Jaafar aren't exactly talking. A couple of weeks ago he started to pull back a little, stopped texting me throughout the day and calling, he stopped sending me Instagram reels and eventually my texts were only getting reactions. I didn't understand and I still don't understand, Jeramajesty has been easing my nerves by saying he's probably retreating due to personal mental reasons and I could understand that especially with the new wave of fame, either way Jermajesty said he'd be here tonight so I looked forward to seeing him finally. 

Throughout the day I busied myself with tasks, I made sure the pool was cleaned and any last house tasks were taken care of and went to the mall for any last things. Eventually all of the decorators, caterers, DJ, etc. arrived and began setting up. Zendaya came over around six which was two hours before the party. 

"What music should I put on?" I ask her holding up one of my speakers and setting it on my double sided sink. "Beyonce duh" she responded shimming her shoulders making me laugh, I put on the lemonade album and walk into my closet. "Z help me pick what to wear" I called from deep inside, she appeared soon after and we began shuffling through the sections. After about an hour of trying things on I found a short shimmery silver slip dress, it had a low open back and slit on the side. It was form fitting yet also loose making it breathable and danceable which was the most important thing. "It feels weird not wearing pink but I'll allow it" I say spinning around in the mirror with it on, once satisfied I put my robe over it and sat at my vanity sink. I trusted Zendaya most to do my makeup so I made sure she was there to help me get ready, this happened every time I had an event to go to. 

Zendaya gave me a nice cat eye look and I parted my curly hair and laid a few baby hairs, I made sure my ringlets were hydrated and popping before I slipped into my silver Louboutin heels. 

"You look absolutely stunning" Zendaya said once I'm all put together "all thanks to you" I say playfully winking which causes us both to laugh. "Well now its your turn" I say and Zendaya gets changed into her party outfit, it was a cute off white slip dress and she wore red heels which made her red lipstick pop. "The red lip feels like old Zendaya, snapchat era if you will" I say making her roll her eyes playfully, "oh don't remind me" she says giggling. 

It was bordering eight and the doorbell rang downstairs, "people should be going straight to the pool and setup out back" I say confused before opening the door, "Who wants to take a shot!" Jermajesty says holding holding two bottles of liquor,  "don't worry there is a lot more and its already outside this is just for us" he says practically bursting with excitement. "Good to see you too" I call to the kitchen where he disappeared to probably find shot glasses, when he arrived he gave me a quick side hug before handing me a shot. With my mind not focused on getting ready the nerves about Jaafar were returning quickly so I had no problem throwing back that shot, Jermajesty passed one to Zendaya but she politely declined so he took both his and hers making us laugh. The doorbell rang again and this time my whole body tensed, what if it was him. Jermajesty opened the door and the anticipation quickly faded when Toms face appeared to find Zendaya, how anticlimactic. 

An hour into the party and the crowd was so big I had lost Jermajesty and Zendaya, I had however found Colman Domingo by the drink area and was chatting with him about his upcoming met gala look. Eventually that conversation ended and I began getting desperate, Jaafar was never late he hated being late he was very particular about a few things and that was one of them. I started to panic, what if he really was mad at me and he wasn't coming because he hated me, I felt sick. To hopefully help me loosen up I took three shots with Marasi and Tracee Ellis Ross who were nice faces to see. After the last shot was hard to keep down I knew I needed some recovery time so I went back to the dancefloor. I was definitely feeling loose but I was still eager for Jaafar's arrival. 

I began asking around with people I could find, I saw all of the uncs gathered together and chatted with them for a bit, Jermaine told me they hadn't yet talked to Jaafar so they weren't sure when he'd be coming, I was still at square one. I just wish I knew what I did because this isn't fair, he was the whole point of this party. 

It was 10:00 which meant two hours had passed since the party and he still wasn't here, I tried to cheer myself by getting a fun drink at the bar, that being a strawberry daiquiri. A couple of fun drinker later I was crying on the floor of my bathroom. This party was pointless, I looked outside my window looking at all of the people in my yard and swimming in my pool. They were having fun it seemed but I wasn't. "Y/n are you in here?" a familiar voice called from inside my room, "I'm just in the bathroom" I say making an awful attempt at hiding the fact that I'm crying. "Y/n what's wrong?" Zendaya asks and immediately joins me on the ground, I try to explain but over the slurring and sniffles and sobs it was hard to understand. "I can't understand you sweetie can you tell me again" Zendaya asks patiently. "I just don't understand why he's not here when I threw this party for him" I finally get out, "well maybe he's just late" Zendaya tries to reason. I shove my phone at her, it was opened on Jaafar and I's texts. "We haven't spoken in a while and before that he barley texted me back" I explained sniffling, "well why is he doing this?" she asks now equally as confused as I've been. "Exactly" is all I respond with. 

For the rest of the night I go through on autopilot, I say hi to familiar faces, go to the bar, dance, sulk, repeat over and over. Eventually it was 11:30pm, the party ended at one and that was it. I wanted to kill Jermajesty for getting my hopes up but I know it wasn't really his fault, I sit on one of the poolside benches not at all planning on getting in. Looking up at the stars was giving my spinning head something to focus on, as music thumped and more and more people jumped into the pool I walked away not wanting to be splashed. On my way back to the dancefloor I heard a few cheers and shouts but I couldn't care about anything at all because apparently I'd lost one of my closest friends without warning. I glanced towards the noise for a split second and my blood ran cold, Jaafar was right next to a clearly intoxicated Jermajesty who was hyping up his brothers arrival for the crowd. Instead of feeling giddy and happy I felt embarrassed and angry, he looked towards me for a moment and flashed me a smiled like we were besties again. Instead of returning it I glared at him and turned around to go towards my house. 

I was mad he had the audacity to walk in here the last hour practically of the party and smile at me like I'm supposed to forget the fact he basically ghosted me. I sat on my bed and grabbed my pen out of my nightstand, I took a few hits before falling back all the way and looking at my ceiling, like clockwork I'm interrupted with a knock on my door, "who is it?" I call out. "Jermajesty" the voice calls back, satisfied with the answer I get up and open it, my face is not met with Jermajesty but instead Jaafar. When I attempt to close the door his large hand catches it before I can, I sigh and step out of the way as he enters my room. "Why did you even show up?" I asked, all of the courage I have rising to the surface, "because of course I'd come there was just scheduling issues for a magazine shoot I had I'm sorry" he explained, it wasn't a bad excuse but still I was mad. "So the part where you totally have been ignoring me for what the last like month, I didn't do anything to you Jaafar and if so please tell me what because I miss my friend" I say holding back tears. 

Jaafar eyes soften completely and his arms reflex outward to hug me but he keeps them restrained, "you didn't do anything y/n it's never you" he says beginning to avert eye contact. "I had a decade long relationship, that is a very long time and when I found myself already falling in love with someone not even six months after that relationship ended I got really scared and I thought maybe something was wrong with me" Jaafar admits, "I broke up with her because it was clear she wasn't the one and I couldn't let the length of our relationship determine on if we lasted or not". I couldn't believe Jaafar was admitting this to me right now, I thought he would have seen me as his little sister like Jermajesty but my dream came true he finally saw me, really saw me. "Jaafar you could have told me this, I’ve had the biggest crush on you since I friended you on Instagram you didn't need to push me away because I was worried about you, I care about you" I say my eyes searching his, "I'll never do it again I promise" he says smiling and it melts my heart.

 I wrap my arms around his torso and we stay embraced for awhile, I would stay like this forever if I could. "I love you if that wasn't obvious" Jaafar says chuckling, "I love you too Jaafar Jackson" I say smiling shyly. I pull him down by his shirt so I can reach his lips, when our lips connect for the first time it feels right, like it was supposed to be. Jaafar's lips were soft and tender, he took the lead and slipped his tongue in catching me by surprise. My lips moved onto his neck peppering kisses along his jawline, his hand moved down my waist and gripped my ass. As the makeout started to get more intense our hands explored each others bodies desperate to grab onto anything, before we could move onto the bed footsteps began shuffling up my staircase. "Jaafar someone is coming" I whisper, he lays a few more kisses onto my lips before creating distance just in time for Jermajesty to walk in. "Jaafar we gotta go do a round comeon" he slurs making Jaafar laugh, "I think you're good off those" he replies. 

I hook onto Jaafar's arm while we descend the stairs and make it back to the party, "can I tell you a secret?" I asked, Jaafar nods his head and looks at me, "I only threw this party for you" I say. "For me?" he asks shocked, "ya I thought if I threw a party and you could see me dressed like this maybe you would see me differently" I admit letting out nervous chuckles. "Well I certainty am" Jaafar jokes biting his lip at me, we both laugh and continue into the party.

Summary: You throw a party in hopes Jaafar will finally see you except he never shows up………

Warnings: No smut but a lil steam

2.5k

Y/n pov

I sit on the edge of my bed the morning cold making me shiver, I take deep breaths in hopes to calm the anxiety that's been hovering under my skin the whole lead up to the party, my party.

After the last movie I filmed, I rewarded myself with buying my dream home. It was large with a pool and in Malibu, perfect for having guests and with the wrap of the Michael movie what better way to celebrate than a party. Now most of the time the crew will host wrap parties but I asked ahead of time because I had a special plan for this party. I needed him to see me, and really see me not just as a friend.

Jaafar Jackson and I had quickly become close about two years ago during the audition process of the film, I followed him on Instagram after learning he was up for a part. We would message back and forth about if we had heard anything back yet and try to ease each other's nerves, even FaceTiming a few times.

Up until a few months before shooting Jaafar had a girlfriend, one always attached to him. No one liked her yet they had been together for ten years, no one saw the breakup coming. As much as I hate to admit it, it really pissed me off seeing them together, I knew deep down I liked him and I also knew I couldn't tell him. I'm sure you can imagine my reaction when I found out they broke up, selfishly I hoped him talking to me about it would bring us even closer and it did. After that point we spent most of our free time together, it was really nice having a guy friend who was actually respectful towards woman and mature, well for the most part . Whenever Jaafar and Jermajesty were together all hell would break loose, pranks would be pulled, patience would be tested but Jermajesty always treated me like I was his little sister he was definitely my favorite of the brothers but don't tell them I said that. 

Speaking of Jermajesty he had texted me just minutes ago about drinks for the party since he agreed to help set up. A lot was going into this party maybe too much, I ordered probably 1,000 pink balloons and hired a DJ, I sent them a playlist that would cover maybe two hours of the party, I filled it with songs I know Jaafar loves, God I'm so pathetic. 

When I finally find the strength to get out of bed I take a everything shower to make sure the night ends perfect. Once out I get dried off and moisturized before slipping into my pink silk rob and putting on a sheet mask. Once the 15 minutes are done I throw it away and rub the serum into my face, I finish the rest of my skincare and wrap my hair up before putting on my slippers and walking into the kitchen. I slowly sip the peppermint tea I made and a breakfast sandwich. 

One thing I failed to admit was that right now me and Jaafar aren't exactly talking. A couple of weeks ago he started to pull back a little, stopped texting me throughout the day and calling, he stopped sending me Instagram reels and eventually my texts were only getting reactions. I didn't understand and I still don't understand, Jeramajesty has been easing my nerves by saying he's probably retreating due to personal mental reasons and I could understand that especially with the new wave of fame, either way Jermajesty said he'd be here tonight so I looked forward to seeing him finally. 

Throughout the day I busied myself with tasks, I made sure the pool was cleaned and any last house tasks were taken care of and went to the mall for any last things. Eventually all of the decorators, caterers, DJ, etc. arrived and began setting up. Zendaya came over around six which was two hours before the party. 

"What music should I put on?" I ask her holding up one of my speakers and setting it on my double sided sink. "Beyonce duh" she responded shimming her shoulders making me laugh, I put on the lemonade album and walk into my closet. "Z help me pick what to wear" I called from deep inside, she appeared soon after and we began shuffling through the sections. After about an hour of trying things on I found a short shimmery silver slip dress, it had a low open back and slit on the side. It was form fitting yet also loose making it breathable and danceable which was the most important thing. "It feels weird not wearing pink but I'll allow it" I say spinning around in the mirror with it on, once satisfied I put my robe over it and sat at my vanity sink. I trusted Zendaya most to do my makeup so I made sure she was there to help me get ready, this happened every time I had an event to go to. 

Zendaya gave me a nice cat eye look and I parted my curly hair and laid a few baby hairs, I made sure my ringlets were hydrated and popping before I slipped into my silver Louboutin heels. 

"You look absolutely stunning" Zendaya said once I'm all put together "all thanks to you" I say playfully winking which causes us both to laugh. "Well now its your turn" I say and Zendaya gets changed into her party outfit, it was a cute off white slip dress and she wore red heels which made her red lipstick pop. "The red lip feels like old Zendaya, snapchat era if you will" I say making her roll her eyes playfully, "oh don't remind me" she says giggling. 

It was bordering eight and the doorbell rang downstairs, "people should be going straight to the pool and setup out back" I say confused before opening the door, "Who wants to take a shot!" Jermajesty says holding holding two bottles of liquor,  "don't worry there is a lot more and its already outside this is just for us" he says practically bursting with excitement. "Good to see you too" I call to the kitchen where he disappeared to probably find shot glasses, when he arrived he gave me a quick side hug before handing me a shot. With my mind not focused on getting ready the nerves about Jaafar were returning quickly so I had no problem throwing back that shot, Jermajesty passed one to Zendaya but she politely declined so he took both his and hers making us laugh. The doorbell rang again and this time my whole body tensed, what if it was him. Jermajesty opened the door and the anticipation quickly faded when Toms face appeared to find Zendaya, how anticlimactic. 

An hour into the party and the crowd was so big I had lost Jermajesty and Zendaya, I had however found Colman Domingo by the drink area and was chatting with him about his upcoming met gala look. Eventually that conversation ended and I began getting desperate, Jaafar was never late he hated being late he was very particular about a few things and that was one of them. I started to panic, what if he really was mad at me and he wasn't coming because he hated me, I felt sick. To hopefully help me loosen up I took three shots with Marasi and Tracee Ellis Ross who were nice faces to see. After the last shot was hard to keep down I knew I needed some recovery time so I went back to the dancefloor. I was definitely feeling loose but I was still eager for Jaafar's arrival. 

I began asking around with people I could find, I saw all of the uncs gathered together and chatted with them for a bit, Jermaine told me they hadn't yet talked to Jaafar so they weren't sure when he'd be coming, I was still at square one. I just wish I knew what I did because this isn't fair, he was the whole point of this party. 

It was 10:00 which meant two hours had passed since the party and he still wasn't here, I tried to cheer myself by getting a fun drink at the bar, that being a strawberry daiquiri. A couple of fun drinker later I was crying on the floor of my bathroom. This party was pointless, I looked outside my window looking at all of the people in my yard and swimming in my pool. They were having fun it seemed but I wasn't. "Y/n are you in here?" a familiar voice called from inside my room, "I'm just in the bathroom" I say making an awful attempt at hiding the fact that I'm crying. "Y/n what's wrong?" Zendaya asks and immediately joins me on the ground, I try to explain but over the slurring and sniffles and sobs it was hard to understand. "I can't understand you sweetie can you tell me again" Zendaya asks patiently. "I just don't understand why he's not here when I threw this party for him" I finally get out, "well maybe he's just late" Zendaya tries to reason. I shove my phone at her, it was opened on Jaafar and I's texts. "We haven't spoken in a while and before that he barley texted me back" I explained sniffling, "well why is he doing this?" she asks now equally as confused as I've been. "Exactly" is all I respond with. 

For the rest of the night I go through on autopilot, I say hi to familiar faces, go to the bar, dance, sulk, repeat over and over. Eventually it was 11:30pm, the party ended at one and that was it. I wanted to kill Jermajesty for getting my hopes up but I know it wasn't really his fault, I sit on one of the poolside benches not at all planning on getting in. Looking up at the stars was giving my spinning head something to focus on, as music thumped and more and more people jumped into the pool I walked away not wanting to be splashed. On my way back to the dancefloor I heard a few cheers and shouts but I couldn't care about anything at all because apparently I'd lost one of my closest friends without warning. I glanced towards the noise for a split second and my blood ran cold, Jaafar was right next to a clearly intoxicated Jermajesty who was hyping up his brothers arrival for the crowd. Instead of feeling giddy and happy I felt embarrassed and angry, he looked towards me for a moment and flashed me a smiled like we were besties again. Instead of returning it I glared at him and turned around to go towards my house. 

I was mad he had the audacity to walk in here the last hour practically of the party and smile at me like I'm supposed to forget the fact he basically ghosted me. I sat on my bed and grabbed my pen out of my nightstand, I took a few hits before falling back all the way and looking at my ceiling, like clockwork I'm interrupted with a knock on my door, "who is it?" I call out. "Jermajesty" the voice calls back, satisfied with the answer I get up and open it, my face is not met with Jermajesty but instead Jaafar. When I attempt to close the door his large hand catches it before I can, I sigh and step out of the way as he enters my room. "Why did you even show up?" I asked, all of the courage I have rising to the surface, "because of course I'd come there was just scheduling issues for a magazine shoot I had I'm sorry" he explained, it wasn't a bad excuse but still I was mad. "So the part where you totally have been ignoring me for what the last like month, I didn't do anything to you Jaafar and if so please tell me what because I miss my friend" I say holding back tears. 

Jaafar eyes soften completely and his arms reflex outward to hug me but he keeps them restrained, "you didn't do anything y/n it's never you" he says beginning to avert eye contact. "I had a decade long relationship, that is a very long time and when I found myself already falling in love with someone not even six months after that relationship ended I got really scared and I thought maybe something was wrong with me" Jaafar admits, "I broke up with her because it was clear she wasn't the one and I couldn't let the length of our relationship determine on if we lasted or not". I couldn't believe Jaafar was admitting this to me right now, I thought he would have seen me as his little sister like Jermajesty but my dream came true he finally saw me, really saw me. "Jaafar you could have told me this, I’ve had the biggest crush on you since I friended you on Instagram you didn't need to push me away because I was worried about you, I care about you" I say my eyes searching his, "I'll never do it again I promise" he says smiling and it melts my heart.

 I wrap my arms around his torso and we stay embraced for awhile, I would stay like this forever if I could. "I love you if that wasn't obvious" Jaafar says chuckling, "I love you too Jaafar Jackson" I say smiling shyly. I pull him down by his shirt so I can reach his lips, when our lips connect for the first time it feels right, like it was supposed to be. Jaafar's lips were soft and tender, he took the lead and slipped his tongue in catching me by surprise. My lips moved onto his neck peppering kisses along his jawline, his hand moved down my waist and gripped my ass. As the makeout started to get more intense our hands explored each others bodies desperate to grab onto anything, before we could move onto the bed footsteps began shuffling up my staircase. "Jaafar someone is coming" I whisper, he lays a few more kisses onto my lips before creating distance just in time for Jermajesty to walk in. "Jaafar we gotta go do a round comeon" he slurs making Jaafar laugh, "I think you're good off those" he replies. 

I hook onto Jaafar's arm while we descend the stairs and make it back to the party, "can I tell you a secret?" I asked, Jaafar nods his head and looks at me, "I only threw this party for you" I say. "For me?" he asks shocked, "ya I thought if I threw a party and you could see me dressed like this maybe you would see me differently" I admit letting out nervous chuckles. "Well I certainty am" Jaafar jokes biting his lip at me, we both laugh and continue into the party.

i hope you get everything you’ve ever dreamed of

well, i have already read all the cute fics, i need all female writers go to work on those enemies to lovers, rivals to lovers, angs and smut

include michael's fics (im HUNGRY)

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