Jack Barakat One-Shot

*Your Pov*
“I think I spent a biiiit to much” I said, looking at the bags in my hands.
“Look at how much I bought!” She said loudly while giggling. “I’m home!” She yelled.
“Did you bring food?” I heard someone yell. He sounded sorta like Alex.
“No Alex I didn’t bring food” she chuckled.
See me and jack used to date, but the hate got so bad I thought of just killing myself. I just gave her a look that said ‘is jack here?’.
“I’m sorry, I thought they would be gone by now” she whispered, giving me the ‘im sorry but please don’t leave’.
“I should go i-” “(Y/N) get your ass in here.” I was cut off by Justin.
“Sorry Lonley Big Cock, but I have things to do and people to see”
“Geez, can’t even say ‘Hi’” “Wow. (Y/N). Wow.” He yelled.
Sighing I went in and said “Hi” before leaving, but preventing me from leaving Alex pulled me onto his lap.
“Hey baby” he said in the most pedoish voice I have ever heard.
“Yup. I have to go.” I said standing up, but of corse Alex decided to tighten his grip. “Alex…” I said in a waring tone.
“(Y/N)..” he said mocking me. I glared at him opening my mouth to say something when he brused his lips against my ear “Go along with it.” He whispered in a hushed tone.
The rest of the night consisted of Alex flirting with me and me flirting back ever so often. One thing I couldn’t help but notice was that Jack never looked over and when he did he either stared for a minute or just looked away.
*skipping to later that night because I’m lazy*
It was about 2 am when I heard loud knocks coming from the front door of my house.
Sighing I finally got up and truged downstairs. I opened the door slowly as if I was expecting a serial killer.
“Jack?” I was not expecting that.
His clothes were ruffedled and out of place, his hair was all over the place. He had bags under his eyes aswell and red, puffy cheeks like he had been crying. “What are you doing here?”
“I- you tell me” he slurred, I could smell the alcohol on his breath. Sighing I pulled him inside, and brought him to the living room.
“Here. Just stay here. Okay?” I said as I set him on the couch. He nodded.
I left and got a pillow, blanket, and a small plastic garbage can. As I walked in I saw he had a black eye and small cuts on his face. I gasped quickly grabing things to clean the cuts with.
Going back I said “what happened?” He giggled.
“I got into a fight with Alex” why would they fight? They never fight.
I put the pillow and blanket down as I got in front of him and starting to clean the cuts. “Over what?”
“You (Y/N). You.”
“BECAUSE, HE KNOWS I STILL LOVE YOU AND HE HE KEPT FLIRTING WITH YOU-” he was cut off by the vomit coming out of his mouth, I quickly grabbed the small bucket and put it between his legs. After he was done I took a cloth and wiped his mouth then handed him some mouth wash, he swished some around in his mouth before spitting it out in the bucket.
“You still love me?” He nodded “when we broke up I cried for 2 days straight” he said sobering up.
“Really?” He nodded.
“Here, just lay down we will talk in the morning.”
*Next morning*
I walked downstairs to the smell of something delisus. I peeked through the door to see jack making crepes.
“Jack?” He jumped in suprise. He turned around. I ran twards him and jumped wraping my legs around his waist.
“(Y/N)” he said tears in his voice. “Please take me back, I will make the hate stop I-” I cut him off by kissing him.
When we pulled away we just stared at eachother, until he said “do you smell that?” I sniffed, something was burning.
“The crepes!” I said. He quickly took the smoking crepes off the oven and turned the stove top off, and threw the pan into the sink running cold water over it. We laughed as he wraped his arms around me.
That day consisted of lots of great make up sex.
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You Get Into A Fight With Jack And Have Make-Up Sex

A/N: sorry this is kinda crap.. The fight is pathetic. It’s just hard.. Jack such a loveable person:3 

You walked into the small house you shared with Jack after finishing a long, tiring day at work. All you wanted to do was lie down with Jack and have him hold you in his arms. You kicked off your shoes and walked through to the kitchen, making yourself a drink.
“Jack, you home?” You called out, walking up the stairs to your bedroom.
Jack was obviously out so you changed into an oversized tshirt and shorts and got under the blankets, snuggling up with your hot chocolate, waiting for your boyfriend to come home.

You heard voices coming from downstairs, you must’ve fallen asleep because you glanced at the clock and saw it was 3am. You pulled yourself out of the bed, walking to the top of the stairs, thinking the voices would be Jack and Alex. But you saw Jack and another girl, completely pissed stumbling up the stairs laughing.
“Who’s that, Jack?” The girl asked, she clung onto his arm tightly.
You felt your blood boil when you stared at your boyfriend and a random girl you’ve never seen before laughing and clinging onto each other.
Jack looked up at you, his brown eyes squinting in the dim light. You waited for him to say that you were his girlfriend.
“Uh, I’m not sure. Who are you?” He questioned you.
You walked forward a few steps and slapped Jack on the cheek, “I fucking hate you sometimes, Jack Bassam Barakat!” Before he could react, you ran upstairs and locked yourself in your room.
You tried to get back to sleep, but Jack’s constant banging on the door didn’t help.
“Y/N, please let me in?” He said, banging on the door once again.
You walked over to the door and sat down, your back was pressed against it.
“Jack, I hate it when you’re like this. What the fuck were you thinking? Bringing a girl back to our house when you’re supposed to be with me? Just go,” you started to cry, tears were streaming down your face and you had no idea how to stop them. Jack had never made you cry like this in the whole year and a half relationship you’ve been with him.
You heard Jack whisper how much he loved you before walking away.
You curled up on the spot where you were sat by the door and cried yourself to sleep.

The next morning you slowly made your way downstairs. You paused by the living room doorway. You could see Jack lying face down on the couch. From what you could see of him, he looked a mess. You almost felt a little bad for him.
You walked over to the couch and sat down where his head was resting on the cushion. You gently ran your fingers through his messed up hair. You knew this would wake him up, and it did. He blinked a couple of times and you watched as he took in his surroundings. He almost smiled before remembering the previous night. You saw that his eyes were bloodshot, he must’ve been crying.
“Y/N, I am so sorry. That girl must’ve got me so drunk lat night. I feel terrible. And I know you’re gonna hate me forever but I just love you so much, I can’t lose you now,” he sniffed, rubbing his hand over his face as he sat up.
You didn’t say anything. Instead, you leant forward and lightly pressed your lips onto his. That’s all you really needed to do though because when you tried to pull away, Jack held the back of your neck with his hand, pulling you back in for another kiss. This kiss was much deeper than the last one.
Jack pulled you onto his lap so you were straddling him. His thumbs rubbed circles on your hips and his long fingers gradually lifted your tshirt height and higher until it was off. He took off his shirt and in buttoned his jeans, releasing his already hard penis by taking his boxer briefs off.
He pulled down your shorts and pants whilst you kissed, sucked and bit his neck. Everything you bit down a low moan would escape his throat making you feel wetter by the second.
“Y/N, I love you… I’m sorry… I just…I was stupid,” Jack said between kisses.
You grinned, “I love you too Jack, and it’s fine. I forgive you.”
You lowered yourself down onto him and he flipped the two of you over so you were lying down on the couch and he was above you. Throughout the whole time he was thrusting in and out of you, the two of you looked into each others eyes.
“J-Jack, I’m close,” you stuttered.
“Me too,” he said, breathing out.
The familiar warmth spread throughout you body as you and Jack climaxed together.
You shifted your body so that Jack could lay on the couch next to you. You buried your face into his chest, breathing in the familiar scent of your boyfriend.
“That was perfect, Y/N. I really do love you,” jack said as he kissed the top of your head.
“I love you too, Jack,” you sighed, tangling your body with his.

I Have a Love/Hate Relationship with Touring

Hai… Err, this is my first imagine, and I hope it’s okay… Thank you! :)

Rian Dawson Imagine 

Ugh, tour. I mean, it’s not that I didn’t love travelling the world with my best friends, or that I didn’t like meeting the fans, but I hated the fact that I couldn’t see my boyfriend for five months as I did it. I was on the bus, moping around and eating Nutella when the guitarist, Kyle, came up to me and said, ‘Y/N, come on. I know you’re missing Rian, but we’re in Baltimore tonight, it’s one of our biggest venues and it’s our last venue on the tour – it’s gonna be awesome!’ He smiled, and dragged me into the lounge area where Anastasia was playing on the TV screen; my favourite movie of all time. ‘We’re gonna watch this, get three tubs of ice cream and then get ready for the sound check, okay? And by the end of the film, you’re gonna be the happy and smiley Y/N I know and love.’ Kyle said, pulling up a blanket and putting it around us both.

‘Thanks Kyle. Honestly, you’re the best.’ I responded, and turned my attention to the screen where A Rumor In St Petersburg was playing. I finally settled down, and put my head on Kyle’s shoulder, singing along quietly to the songs, and quoting parts of the movie.

As the end credits of the film played, and I struggled to keep myself from crying on my best friends shoulder.

‘Come on Y/N, let’s get you cleaned up and then to sound check. We can’t keep Jared and Dan waiting.’ Kyle took my hand and pulled me to the bunks, passed me a new vest top and a make-up wipe, as I looked like a panda with mascara running down my cheeks, and my vest was all crumpled from how I was sat on the sofas. I ran into the bathroom and started to change, voicing my view on my other two bandmates.

‘Kyle, we know Jared and Dan aren’t going to turn up until at least 15 minutes into sound check, they have worse time keeping than Alex and Jack… which is saying something.’ I walked out of the bathroom, slipped on my Vans and put the blanket away, which was still slung over the sofa. We had a couple of minutes before we had to go in the venue, so I quickly texted Rian.

‘Hey Ri, so happy that tonight is my last night on tour, and I get to see your amazing face again. I’ve missed you so much and I can’t wait to see you. I love you <3 – Y/N xxx’. I sent the text and put my phone back in my pocket, but not before looking at my lock screen – a photo of me and Ri on our first anniversary; he’d surprised me by coming home from tour early and by taking me on a beach date, where there was a romantic meal set up. It was perfect.

I looked at the time and decided it was time for us to go.

‘Kyle, come on, hurry up! We need to go or we aren’t going to have a show to put on tonight!’ I shouted, and he ran through, struggling to get his Converse on, and it’s safe to say that it was hilarious seeing my best friend hop around the bus whilst tying his laces.

Eventually we left the bus and got into the venue for sound check, and I ran onto the stage and picked up my mic as Kyle picked up his guitar and headed to his mic. As we were waiting for Dan and Jared to turn up we went through a couple of the acoustic covers that we always do, such as Walk In The Sun by McFly, and Therapy by All Time Low. Finally Jared and Dan turned up, and immediately set up their instruments. For our sound checks, we just played some snippets of songs we’d heard throughout the day, so for us it was a lot of All Time Low, Paramore and Bastille. We also went over a few of our original songs and then just pratted about on stage.

After about half an hour, we left the venue and got ordered some food, which just so happened to be Chinese, and I checked my phone – I had a message from Rian and a tweet notification from All Time Low’s twitter account. I read the tweet first. ‘So excited to see @Y/T/N tomorrow, it feels like we haven’t seen her in ages! Good luck for tonight! ;)  –A & J’. I sent a tweet back saying thank-you, and how I couldn’t wait to see them, and then I read the message: ‘Hey baby, I’ve missed you so much, I can’t believe that I’m going to see your beauty again after five months! I love you too, and good luck for tonight, you’re going to smash it! – Ri <3 xxx’. After seeing that message I realised how much I had missed him over the months, and how much more I loved him after not seeing him for that amount of time. Then I remember about the food, and tucked in – I was going to need my energy for the show.

By the time 7:30 had rolled around, I was in the dressing room of the venue in my outfit – dark, ripped skinny jeans and a Saint Kidd vest on – becoming more and more nervous as I got closer to performing. I heard pounding footsteps in the corridor, and in burst Kyle, Dan and Jared. We all huddled together and sang the chorus of I’ve Got You – a pre-show ritual we’d had for years. Then we ran to the wings, and walked on the stage. Lights flashed as we started the first song, and I jumped and danced around the stage. We carried on like this for half an hour, just talking to the crowd and having some banter with each other. Then it was time for Therapy, a song that means so much to me, as it was the song that got me through the hardest of times. As usual, I looked at Kyle to start the intro, and saw a familiar smile in the wings. Rian’s smile. Oh god.

I started singing and putting all the emotion I had into it, tears starting to roll down my cheeks. When the song ended, I said ‘That is a song that got me through one of the hardest times in my life. It’s the song that I listened to on repeat for hours on end when my mother died, and that’s the reason why I asked my dear friends in All Time Low if I could perform it on this tour, and they gave me their blessing. I just want to say thank you to them for letting Kyle and I perform this song, and also for introducing me to the person that made my life whole again.’ My speech had ended, and cheers erupted throughout the venue.

I looked into the wings and saw Rian standing there with a proud smile, and he mouthed ‘I love you.’ I smiled and mouthed back my reply of ‘I love you too’, and then carried on with the rest of the show.

At 10:30, when the show finished, we all said bye to the fans and ran off the stage to go to the dressing room. Well, that’s what Kyle, Dan and Jar did, however I ran straight into Rian’s arms and kissed him passionately.

‘Baby, that was amazing. I love you so much, and I love what you do, but please never leave for that long again?’ He asked after we pulled apart, a grin on his face and his eyes sparkling.

‘I love you too Ri, and I’ve missed you so much it’s unbelievable. Next time you’re coming with me, I don’t care what anyone else says.’ I responded, and crashed my lips to his once more. It was the perfect end to the tour, and I spent the last night with the man I love. All in all, priceless.

Celebrating With All Time Low (Raven's Win!)

A/N: I loooooooved writing this one:3 because I love the ravens and ATL… Sorry it took a while to upload!:(

“Y/N! Did you see it, did you see it? The ravens fucking won!” Jack yelled.
You had to hold the phone away from your ear because he was screaming so much.
“I know, it’s fantastic!” You laughed.
Muffled voices were heard at the other end and then the line went dead.
“Hello? Jack?” You said into the phone.
You stared at it, confused about what just happened and then just hung up the phone. It wasn’t unusual that things like this happened when Jack called you. He was such an excitable person. One time, he phoned you up to wish your dog a happy birthday and he dropped his phone down the stairs and it smashed.
You went back into the living room where the TV was paused. You turned it off and tidied up the snacks that you had when you watched the game.
Usually you watched any football game with the boys, but this year they were touring.

A few minutes later, someone knocked on your door. You walked down your hallway, tripping over your dog, Bruce. The person on the other side of the door chuckled when they heard you fall over. You stood up and walked to the door, curious about who it could be.
As soon as you opened the door, you were engulfed in a huge hug.
“Rian?” You squealed, trying to get out of the death grip he had on you, “What are you doing here?”
“Picking you up so you could celebrate with us, silly!” He smiled, patting your head.
“But you guys are supposed to be in New York!” You said, raising your eyebrow.
“Well, we had a few days off so we thought we’d drive down here to come and see you. We’re just lucky the Raven’s won because now you have an excuse to see us,” he grinned, taking your hand and dragging you round the corner of your street.
“I’ll always party with you guys, you are my best friends,” you smiled.
As you turned the corner, you saw the All Time Low tour bus parked on the side of the road. Jack, Alex and Zack were standing outside waiting for you.
“Y/N!” Jack yelled as he ran towards you. He picked you up and spun you around until you felt dizzy.
Once he put you down you staggered over to Zack to give him a hug.
“I’ve missed all of you so much!” You sighed, resting a head on Zack’s shoulder.
“Don’t I get a hug, Y/N?” Said a familiar voice from behind you.
You spun around and leapt in Alex’s arms, “I missed you too!” You laughed.
Alex set you back down on the ground and kissed your forehead. Out of all of the boys, you were closest with Alex. You’ve known him the longest and he’s been with you through everything. Though you can’t say that you don’t have feelings for Alex, because it’s true. You like him a lot more than you should like a friend. But every time you see him, you push your feelings aside and hope that one day they’ll disappear.

The boys had decorated their bus with the Raven’s colours, even all the alcoholic drinks were in purple and black plastic cups.
You picked up a purple balloon that had floated over by your feet and you sneaked up behind Alex. You squeezed the balloon as tight as you could, holding it at arms length. It burst and made a loud bang making everyone who didn’t see what you were up to jump in the air. Especially Alex, he screamed and turned around.
“That’s it, Y/N, you’re going down!” He grinned, leaping forward to try and grab you.
You dodged away from his arms, running to the back lounge, jumping over bags and random junk as you did.
“Come back, Y/N!” Alex yelled. He was right behind you.
Alex jumped and grabbed you. But he wobbled and fell bringing you down with him. Both of you were laughing so much you were crying.
You soon stopped laughing when you realised how close your faces were. You could every detail of Alex’s face. You could see the exact pattern in his iris as you stared into his eyes.
“Your eyes are so-” Alex began to say but he was soon interrupted by Jack opening the door announcing the game of beer pong that was starting.
“Oh, am I interrupting something?” Jack smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at the two of you.
You blushed and rolled off Alex, “N-no,” you stuttered, straightening out your shirt.
You looked over at Alex and saw that he was blushing too.
Jack gave the two of you a knowing look before closing the door and leaving you and Alex alone once again.
“Beer pong?” You said, glancing at Alex nervously.
He looked up at you and grinned whilst holding onto your hand.
“Only if you’re on my team,” he winked.

Alex Imagine (For Lauren)

Imagine you are sat at home watching TV alone. You can hear the rain falling heavily outside and your boyfriend, Alex, is out on tour and you’re missing him badly. You flick through the channels when something catches your eye. It’s the celebrity news channel.

All Time Low’s Alex Gaskarth has gone missing from his tour with the rest of the band, no one knows where he is or why he has gone.

“What?!” You screamed at the TV. You began to panic when there was a knock t your door. You tried to ignore it but it just got louder. You flung open the door and there stood Alex soaking wet because of the rain. “Alex!” you wrapped your arms around him hugging him tightly. 

“I came back because I missed you.” he says and you pull him into a closer hug. 


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