i know i need to stop sorry michelle

Jack G. Imagine: Fight (Pt. 2)

Part 1

For Michelle (jackjacksammyomaha)

*Michelle’s P.O.V.*

*The next morning*

I woke up around 8 A.M. I went to look at my phone. 48 texts, 25 missed calls, and 7 voicemails. All from Jack. Does he really feel sorry?

I went downstairs to see Jack J. on the couch eating. “Hey.” He said.

“Hey, did Jack try to get ahold of you last night? Or this morning?” I asked, curious.

“He didn’t. Why? Did he try to get ahold of you?”

“Well, does 48 texts, 25 missed calls, and 7 voicemails sound like he was trying to get ahold of me?”

Jack got a surprised look on his face. “Well, did you listen to the voicemails?”


“What did they say?”

“Just how he was wrong and it was bad and he regrets everything and he wants to see me and apologize to me in person.”

“Well, do you want to see him?”

“Kinda, yeah.”

“Well, I’ll text him and tell him to come over.”

“Okay.” I went upstairs and got ready.


I heard the doorbell, signaling that Jack was here. I ran down the stairs and sat on the couch, thinking of what I was going to say to him.

“I’m going to go upstairs if you need me.” Jack J. said, climbing up the stairs.

Jack sat down next to me and started talking. “Michelle, listen, I’m sorry. I screwed up and I regret everything I said last night and I regret sleeping with another girl. I love you and I just want you to know that I understand if you want to split I mean I get it but-”

I stopped him by kissing him. “I forgive you. I thought about it last night. You were drunk. Everyone does something stupid when they’re drunk. I forgive you.”

Jack smiles as he kisses me. “Shall we go?” He asks.

“Yeah.” I say, getting up. I yell for Jack J. “Jack we’re leaving!”

“Okay, bye!”

As we walked out the door I told Jack, “Would now be a good time to tell you I hooked up with Johnson last night?”

“You WHAT?” Jack asked, worried.

“Kidding. Only kidding, babe.”

“I hate you.” He said as he kissed me.