What'cha readin'? || Jack Maynard Imagine
A/N – Hey guys! So I finally did a master list for you, link is in my bio. Just to let you know, that link isn’t fully working so when you click on it scroll down and the first link will take you to it. Thank you all so much!
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— Y/N’s POV —
Invested, completely invested in this story.
I shouldn’t be, it might be seen as weird but once I’d done one page for a video I needed more. More suspense, more romance… More of everything it included.
This story - or as its more commonly known, FanFiction - is just too good to put down. I can’t tell Jack, it’s about him so that would just be awkward, I mean reading a fanfic about my boyfriend? What the hell would he say?.
As I’m sat, reading away at the pages that bring butterfly’s to my stomach, I hear feet padding through the bedroom and into where I’m sat. My queue to lock my phone.
“Mornin babe” Jack says, landing with an ‘umph’ on the couch next to me, then resting his head on my lap and closing his eyes as the sun burns through the blinds and into his eyes, causing his sleepiness to be abolished.
“Morning!” I say, acting as cool as I can to cover up my dirty little secret.
We talk for a while, then get breakfast and again it comes time for him to go to meetings. More time to read.
Don’t get me wrong, when he was at meetings I missed him more than anything I really did, his strong arms around me, his breath against my neck, but it was also nice to read about it.
— Few Hours Later —
Two more pages and I’ve finished it. Completely. I’ve read over 30 pages since Jack left at 12:30 and it’s now 2:30 in the afternoon and I’ve almost completed the story.
It’s weird how your mind gets so worked into these things. The addiction, the tension. It drags you back in, makes you want more. The thought of what happens next, why what happened happened, you want more.
You need more.
Just as I’m invested in the last page, a few more paragraphs and it’s over I hear it. His voice. Directly over my shoulder.
“What'cha readin’?” He says, in a calm tone as usual, but still very curious. Home early, typical the one time I just happen to be doing something I didn’t want him to know about. Great.
“Nothing, just the news.” I say, immediately locking my phone and stuttering over my words slightly.
“Well, Mrs. Tomato, clearly it’s not the news.” He mentions, making a reference to the colour of my face.
Being easily embarrassed never helped In these situations. At all.
He grabs my phones, and Jack being Jack knows the password and is also a lot taller than me so he unlocks it and holds it above my reach.
After many, many failed attempts at getting it back, I retreat from my spot on my tiptoes and step back, hanging my head in shame.
“Fanfiction eh? Never really took you for a fan Y/N!” He says in between giggles after he comes down from his fit of laughter.
“Look, I just started reading it for a video and realised it was interesting and wanted to see if they knew you like i do!” I say, quickly grabbing the phone out of his hands while he’s distracted just for a moment.
“Babe, it’s fine stop getting so embarrassed it’s cool. I get why your interested.” He says softly as he comes closer to my face and lifts my chin up with his fingers.
“Yeah I know, it’s just weird your boyfriend finding out that your reading a fanfiction about him.” I say bluntly as I plop back down on the sofa.
“Heeeeey, come on. It’s nothing.” He says, sitting next to me and putting an arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer.