Sequel?
I think yes!
This Isn't Goodbye, It's BRB
Disclaimer for while story: I do not own Hey Monday, All Time Low, any other band or brand, the title, or some of the chapter titles used in this story.
Chapter 1: Gone So Long
Jack's POV
Three months, twenty-nine days, fifteen hours, and...
I looked over at the clock.
Roughly thirty minutes since I've seen her.
I collapsed on my bed on my back after changing into sweatpants and a t-shirt. It's three in the morning, two days before New Years Eve. I stared up at the ceiling, tracing shapes with my eyes at the white, even though it looked dark gray because I had the lights off. There was a small glare coming from the window, though.
My phone goes off, so I move my head to the right before grabbing my phone, instantly smiling at a text from Sam. "So...I know it's late, but, hey : )"
I moved so I was looking at the ceiling again, but was holding my phone with both hands over my face. "Hey : ) what are you doing up?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"I just didn't feel like going to bed yet."
She didn't reply for about ten minutes. I was almost asleep when my phone went off. "Ah, I see."
I texted back an, "Mmhmm," before setting my phone on the bedside table.
I fell asleep, but was woken up at about five AM. That makes no sense, I thought. But then I felt the bed dip and a hand start playing with my hair.
Confused, I rolled over and my eyes widened at Sam smiling at me. I grinned, sat up, and wrapped my arms around her tightly. "What are you doing here? How'd you get in? And what did you do to your hair?" I asked as her arms found their way around me.
She giggled. Man, I missed hearing her laugh. "I wanted to surprise you, I dyed it blonde, but it's still black underneath, and I got Alex's spare key, but somebody left their front door unlocked. Not smart, Jack." She pulled back to tap my nose.
I looked her over, then picked up some of her hair in my fingertips. "This is so different." I pulled her close again nuzzling my nose her neck, just taking in her scent, the feel of her soft skin, her in my arms, everything about her.
"I guess," she laughs.
"I missed you."
"I missed you, too."
I laid down, taking her with me. "I can't believe you're here. Why didn't you tell me!"
She laughed. "I told you. I wanted to surprise you and I also told you I was coming out here after Christmas."
"Oh, yeah. I have to give you your present tomorrow."
"And I have to give you your's."
"Cool. And-" I cut off and pressed my lips to hers, the kiss quickly turning passionate and her tongue meeting mine.
Sam pulled back first and nestled her head in my chest. "I love you, Jack," she breathed.
Laying my head on hers, I close my eyes and whispered, "I love you, too." I groaned. "The guys are all going to come over because they'll want to see you tomorrow."
"I already saw Alex and Rian. I had to get the spare key and they gave me a ride. And Zack's in California."
"They'll still want to talk to you and Zack's coming down tomorrow."
"That's cool."
"Do you still have the spare key?"
She shook her head. "When I found out your door was unlocked, I gave it back to them." She sighed and unwrapped herself from me, propping herself up on her elbow.
"Wanna go to sleep?"
I shook my head, smirking. "Not anymore." I kissed her again.
"No," she said when I stopped, taking two fistfuls of my shirt and kissing me twice. "Okay."
I chuckled and pecked her lips again, pulling her back to me. "Tired?"
Sammy nods. "Yes."
"Let's go to sleep." I grabbed the blankets, putting them over us. "Jeez, I still can't believe you're here." I buried my nose in her hair.
"Believe it, babe," she laughs. "Night, Jack."
"Night, Sammy."
The Next Day
Sammy's POV
"Wake up, Blondie."
"Leave me alone, Alex. I'm not even really a blonde," I mumbled, hugging the pillow close to my head.
"That means nothing," Rian said.
"Jack needs to wake up, too." I opened my eyes just as Alex hit Jack with a pillow on his head.
"Ow. Fuck you, Alex," Jack said.
I giggled and rubbed my eyes. Since I was laying on my stomach, I just moved my head so I was facing the other way, noticing Rian was standing on that side of the bed. "Hey." I smiled.
"Hey, you wanna make a fire?" Jack asked before continuing with, "I've got some morning wood," and laying on top of me.
I was laughing, but said, "Get off," pushing him off me. "You're a creep." I sat up.
Alex and Rian laughed. "That was a good one." Alex gave Jack a high five.
"Ugh, I need more girl friends." I put my face in my hands.
"For more reasons than one," Jack said.
I picked up the pillow closest to me and hit him over the head. "Why are you my boyfriend?" I mumbled as I walked out of Jack's room.
"Because you love me!" Jack called after me.
"True that!" I called back, shutting the bathroom door.
After walking out of the bathroom, I went back to Jack's room because they were still in there. "Hey, we have a question," Alex said once he saw me standing in the doorway.
"Okay." I sit at the end of Jack's bed, my legs pulled to my chest.
"What happens when girls sleepover together?" Jack asked.
"Oh, you know, the usual." I crossed my legs and started picking at my nails, knowing that their expressions would be too funny to keep a straight face at what I'm about to say. "Sexy pillow fights in our underwear, lesbian hook ups, truth or dare..." I trailed off and looked up and their shocked faces, then giggled and shook my head. "That totally doesn't happen. At least not at the ones I went to."
They all looked disappointed. "So, then what really does happen?" Alex said.
I shrugged. "Depends on the friend. Usually we watch movies, talk about guys, eat a lot of junk food, and...yeah, that's about it." I paused, then said, "You guys really shouldn't believe everything you see in movies. Can I get food?"
Jack nods and says, "Yes." When I got to the kitchen, I heard him yell, "Make me something, too!"
"Okay!" I yelled back.
Peanut butter and jelly. We're going basic.
I was making Jack's sandwich when I heard Jack yell, once again, "Alex, don't ask her that!"
I looked over my shoulder, turning around completely when Alex ran in here, followed closely by Jack. "Hey, Sa-" Jack clapped a hand over Alex's mouth.
"Don't answer whatever he is going to ask you," he said.
"No way it's that bad," I said.
"But it is."
"I have nothing to do with this." Rian walked in, holding his hands up in surrender. "Not apart of this at all."
Alex must've licked Jack's hand because Jack squealed like a girl and started wiping his hand on his shirt. "Gross!"
"Sammy, what's-"
"No!" Jack tackled Alex and they started play fighting.
I raised an eyebrow, then walked over and pushed Jack off Alex. "This better have been worth it. What do you want?" I asked, looking down at a still laying down Alex.
Alex grins. "What's your bra size?" Rian starts laughing and Jack rolls over on his back and puts his hands over his face, but I could tell he laughing. I narrowed my eyes slightly at Alex and he starts laughing, but I said, "What's your's? I mean, you've got nothing there!" I leaned down and smacked his chest.
"Ow! Hey! That's...no!" He stood up as I was helping Jack up.
"Alex, there are two things I will never understand as a girl. One," I held up a finger, "why pink makes you feel more girly and two," I held up a second finger, "bra sizes." I walked around him to get my sandwich and go to sit on the couch next to Rian. "Let me know if you figure it out because I have no idea."
"And this is why I love her," Jack said.
"Love you, too," I said before taking a bite of my sandwich.
XXXX
Jack laid down on his bed so his head was in my lap. I was sitting up against the headboard. I looked down at him as he asks, "So, what do we do now?"
I shrug and start playing with his hair. "I don't know." He sighs and sits up. "What do you want to do?"
He shrugs and lays his head on my shoulder. "I'm bored!" he whines.
"Well, I am, too!" I laughed.
"I know that."
"Just checking." I look down at him. "You should seriously let me braid you're hair."
"Don't braid my hair."
"Please?"
"No."
"Pleeeeaaasssse?"
"Noooo."
I sighed and laid down not facing him. "Fine."
"What? Sammy," he laid down behind me, putting his arms around me and laying his head against my shoulder, "don't be mad."
"I'm not," I laughed.
"Okay." He pulls me closer to him, cuddling into me even more.
We laid like that for a few minutes, but I looked over my shoulder at him. He smiles a little at me and I rolled over on my back so I could kiss him. He pulls back and buries his head in my hair.
"I can't believe you dyed your hair blonde," he says.
I chuckled, but said, "Does it look bad?"
Jack shakes his head. "Not at all. Just different."
"Okay." I kiss his cheek.
"I missed you so much," he whispers, pulling me even closer to him and closing his eyes.
I giggled. "I missed you, too."
"You better have!"
"I did!"
"Okay. Just checking."
I laughed again. "You're cute."
"Aw, thanks. So are you." He smiles.
"Thanks." I started running my fingers through his hair.
"You're gonna make me fall asleep," he says, but makes no move to stop my hand.
"Yup. That's the plan. Then I'm gonna go out and party."
Jack chuckles at my sarcasm. "Have fun."
"Oh, I plan to," We both laughed together. He looks up at me, before pressing his lips to mine. I stopped and said, "Jack?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm hungry."
Jack laughs, but says, "You stopped kissing me to tell me you were hungry."
I nod. "I am very hungry."
He climbs off his bed and says, "Come on," grabbing my hand.
"Will you carry me?" I asked, almost pouting.
He sighs, over dramatically. "I guess." I was picked up bridal-style and carried into the kitchen, where he sat me down on the counter. "I'll make you something. What do you want?"
"Jack, you know how to cook? I asked, eyebrow raised.
"Well...no. By that, I meant I'll make you a sandwich or something I can heat up in the microwave."
"Can I have a Pop-Tart?" I asked, slightly laughing. "Just keep it simple."
He nods and turns around. "But I don't know how old they are."
"I don't really care." I shrugged.
So, I ate my Pop-Tart, then found myself sitting next to Jack on his couch watching TV. I cuddled into his chest even more since his arms were around me. He kisses my hair.
Jeez, I missed him.