Uni || Jack Maynard
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A/N: This is the first request I’ve fulfilled in a while, so I really hope you enjoy this anon and everyone else too!! I’ve missed writing for Jack so much tbh xo
“I can’t do this.”
Jack looks up from his laptop and frowns at you as you groan and push your piles upon piles of coursework away angrily. “You okay babe?”
You sigh and look over at him with a reassuring smile. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little stressed about my exams.”
That was a lie; in fact, you were definitely not okay. You had bruises on your arms from pinching yourself and urging your body to stay awake, you constantly had a headache, you were exhausted and you couldn’t remember ever consuming as much caffeine as you had in those last three months.
You’d known since the beginning that Uni was going to prove itself a challenge, but you never imagined that things could get this bad. You didn’t sleep, you were constantly stressed out and all you thought about was when your next deadline was.
And now here you were, sat in your boyfriend’s living room on a Saturday evening, your course work covering up every inch of his breakfast bar. Your hair was a mess from you constantly fiddling with it, you had dark circles under your eyes and your lips were more chapped than they ever had been before.
There was an anatomy book open in front of you, and as hard as you tried to force yourself into being interested in the subject, you physically couldn’t. All you saw were words on a page alongside a few scribbled drawings of human body parts.
You chew on your bottom lip, and inhale deeply, picking up a pencil and staring intently down at one of the many questions on the page. With your hand shaking from the high amount of caffeine running through your veins, you write down the answer and try to feel proud of yourself for knowing the answer automatically, but you couldn’t.
That was when you dropped the pencil and sat back, your eyes wandering over the textbooks and the thick folders of work that you’d done over the past year. The fact that you’d made it this far should’ve been an achievement, something to be proud of, but instead, all you felt in the pit of your stomach was regret.
You didn’t want to be a doctor, you’d never wanted to be a doctor. Your parents had wanted you to be a doctor, just like they had been once upon a time, and for years you’d convinced yourself that you wanted it too. But now, here you were, with tears in your eyes as you stare at the pictures in the book with no emotion at all.
You stand up and shake your head, inhaling shakily before something in your brain clicked and all you felt was utter devastation. You’d wasted the most precious years of your life desperately trying to pursue a career you had no interest in whatsoever.
You look up from the spot that you’d been staring at on the floor and watch silently as Jack stands up and walks over to you, concern on his face as he stops in front of you and cups your cold cheeks in his hands.
You look up into his eyes, leaning into his touch and pressing your lips together softly. “I- I can’t do this anymore.”
“Do what?” Jack frowns, his hands falling from your cheeks as he takes a step back. “Are you- are you breaking up with me?”
Your eyes widen in shock. “What? No! Of course I’m not!” Shaking your head violently, you stick your arm out and point toward the mess of paper on his countertop. “That. I can’t do that anymore.”
“Uni?” He clarifies, and you nod, brushing a stray tear away from your cheek just seconds after you feel it fall. He scrunches up his nose and looks down at you in confusion. “Well then, pretty girl, if you don’t have any plans for the next few weeks, how about we take a little trip?”
You furrow your brows. “Wait, why aren’t you trying to convince me that I should stay in school and focus solely on my studies because my future relies on me becoming a successful doctor?”
“Because I think you’ve already tried to convince yourself that enough times for it to not work when I try.” He smiles softly, shaking his head and running his fingers down your arms. “You’re so exhausted all the time and drinking as much coffee as you do can’t be healthy. You spend more time studying than you do living your life and that isn’t okay.” He speaks with such sincerity that you feel yourself melting into his words. “You deserve a break, love. Whether you completely give up on becoming a doctor or just focus on something else for a while, that doesn’t matter. All that matters to me is that you’re happy.”
There was a moment of silence as you stare into his eyes, tears pooling in your own before you move forward and wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly and pushing your head into his shoulder. “I love you so much.”
“I love you more, pretty girl.” He mumbles, wrapping his arms around you equally as tightly as you had yours around him, only letting you go when your grip on him loosened. “So, where should we go? Maybe America to visit Conor, or maybe we could go to Dubai to see your Aunt?”
You look up at him, laughing slightly in shock. “Wait, are you being serious?”
“Mhm.” He nods, glancing over his shoulder at the mess that you’d made in his kitchen and frowning. “I don’t want to force you into doing or not doing anything. All I want you to do is follow your heart and do what you think’s best. But this?” He gestures toward you and the work. “I can tell that this isn’t making you very happy.”
You nod in agreement, fiddling with the bottoms of your sleeves for a moment before looking at him. “I wanna drop out.”
“Then drop out.” He nods, and you eye him in surprise. “You can drop out, and find something you’re truly passionate about. It’s not like you’re relying on Uni for anything just yet, so just do it. You have me and all of the boys to fall back on if you ever need too. All we care about is you.”
“What about my parents?” You ask, your face falling at the sudden cringe back your boyfriend took.
“You’re gonna have to find a way to break the news to them.” He smiles apologetically, shuddering at the thought of your father’s threatening voice. “If your dad asks, I tried to convince you to stay in school.”
chuckle and nod, glancing between your boyfriend and the kitchen counter, biting your lip.
Never had you been more sure as you were in that moment. Being a doctor wasn’t what you wanted to do with your life, and that was okay. Because you were still young, still finding yourself, and you still had a long journey ahead of you yet.
But for now you had Jack by your side, and he was all you needed.