One night stand gone wrong- Jack Gilinsky Ft. Sammy Wilkinson Imagine pt. 11
; Sorry for the late post, everyone! My day turned out a lot crazier than i thought it would.
And i am going out of town this weekend, but i will try and post one more imagine tonight and hopefully one tomorrow morning since i won’t be able to at all Saturday.
I also tried something different for this chapter, so please let me know what you think! Feedback is greatly appreciated, and requests are open :) ;
Y/N looked absolutely breathtaking, holding her two
children. It’s like it was meant to be. She smiled at each of them, then looked
up at G and I, giving us a lazy grin. She was exhausted, I know, we all were;
but she just couldn’t stop staring at them. They were perfect. Brendan had hair
as dark as Jack’s, and I already could tell Layla was going to be a little mini
Y/N. I walked up to her and kissed her temple, brushing the hair back that was
sticking to her forehead.
“I’m gonna go get the boys, alright?” I told her. She nodded,
and leaned forward, wanting a kiss. I obliged and gave her a sweet peck on the
lips. She was one strong woman, and I was so thankful to call her mine. I
walked out of her room and into the waiting room. Nate, Swazz, and Johnson all
stood up instantly at the sight of me and rushed over.
“How is she?” Johnson asked.
“How are the babies?” Swazz interjected.
“How was it being in there?” Nate asked, his question
really getting my attention. He knew how tense it was being around G,
especially being around him and Y/N, at the same time.
“Good, good, and fine” I said, answering all of their
questions at once. “Do you guys wanna see them?” I asked. All of their faces
lit up, and I motioned for them to follow me to her room. We walked in, and Y/N
still had both of them in her arms; she was a natural. She gave all of the boys
her famous smile as they crowded around her.
“Hi, guys” She said softly. I could tell her body
wanted to sleep, but she was fighting the urge.
“Hey, babe. How are you feeling?” Johnson asked,
walking closer and brushing the hair out her face that had once again fallen.
“I’m better now.” She said honestly. That’s one thing I
loved about her; she always said the truth, no beating around the bush with
“And how are the little ones?” Swazz stepped forward
and rubbed little Brendan’s head. Her face instantly lit up once she was able
to talk about her babies.
“Great. You wanna hold him, Swazz?” She asked him. He
nodded his head nervously, and then glanced at me, silently asking for my help
to get him into Swazz’s arms. I walked over and picked Brendan up, placing him
in Swazz’s cradled arms. Swazz relaxed once he had him in a comfortable
“Do either of you want to hold Layla?” She asked Nate
and Johnson, who looked at each other, trying to figure out who would hold her
first. Johnson stepped forward, and Y/N gently placed Layla in his arms. God,
seeing her as a mother just made me love her even more; I couldn’t wait until
it would be my children she was holding.
I watched Y/N place Layla in Jack’s arms, and I couldn’t
help but admire her. She was already perfect at being a mother; but then again,
there wasn’t much she wasn’t perfect at. She smiled at Swazz and Johnson
holding her children, and then turned to me.
“Jack, will you hand me my phone?” She asked me,
nothing but kindness in her voice. I nodded and went into her purse, grabbing
it and handing it to her.
“Boys, get together. You too, Sammy. And you Jack, if
you’d like” She said, directing us to stand in front of her bed. Jack and Swazz
stood in the middle, with Nate standing next to Swazz, his hand on Brendan’s
head. I stood next to Jack, while Sammy threw his arms around Jack and Swazz, putting
his head in the middle.
“1, 2, 3” She said, taking the picture. She looked
down at the picture, grinning widely. “My favorite people, all in one picture”
She giggled. She flipped her phone around and showed us all. It really was a
good picture; we all looked happy, and the kids looked peaceful.
“Alright, now the mama gets a picture with her babies”
Johnson said, placing Layla back in her arms. Swazz came forward and placed
Brendan on her other side. She glanced back and forth between the two of them,
and I could see tears forming in the corner of her eyes.
“Y/N, what’s wrong?” I asked her cautiously. She
looked up at me, her eyes glossy.
“I’m just surprised at how much I love them already.
They’ve been here for 10 minutes, and I already can’t imagine my life without
them” She said, sniffling softly. Sammy walked up to her, kissing her cheek
softly and whispering in her ear, most likely saying comforting words. That
should be me doing that…
“Alright, Sammy, get outta the picture” Nate said,
trying to shoo him away. Y/N blinked her eyes a few times, getting rid of the
tears, and looked up at Johnson holding the camera. A megawatt smile was on her
face, and for the first time in a while, she looked genuinely happy with the
“Can I get in a picture?” I asked her quietly. She
looked shocked at my request, but nodded her head.
“Of course, Jack. You can get as many pictures as you
want. I mean, they’re yours, there’s no denying that with Brendan’s hair” She
laughed softly. I blushed and moved towards her, sitting on the edge of her
“Why don’t you take Layla?” She asked me. I grabbed
her out of her arms and cradled her in my own. God, she was perfect. How is it
possible that someone so small can get you wrapped around their finger so
“Aw, look at the cute little family” Nate commented,
and I saw Sammy glare at him, before turning back to us, his eyes small. I just
sighed and smiled for the picture. Johnson took it, and I walked up to him,
Layla still in my arms.
“Can I see it?” I asked Johnson. He pulled up the
photo and showed it to me. It really did look like we were one happy family,
and not in the fucked up situation that we were.
“Wanna send it to me?” I asked him. He nodded and soon
sent it in a message. I heard my phone ding, indicating that I got it.
“Here, wanna hold her?” I asked Johnson, who quickly
took her out of my arms. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened up the
picture, saving it to my phone. I then opened up Instagram, selecting the
everyone. Say hello to Brendan and Layla, the two newest additions in my life.
I posted the photo, and I knew within minutes it would
soon be trending. But I didn’t care; I just knew it was about time I finally
told everyone what they had been suspecting. It had been pretty easy to hide
things the past 8 months, but it was going to be near impossible to do that
“I hope you know that this isn’t going to change
anything” I heard. I turned my head and saw Sammy. I sighed and put my phone
“What do you mean?” I asked him, getting pissed that
he would say anything.
“The fact that Y/N had the babies now. It isn’t going to
change anything” He reiterated to me. I stepped forward, getting closer to him.
“Guess we’ll just have to wait and see” He glared at
me due to my comment, and I could see his nostrils flaring.
“What’s going on, you two?” I heard Y/N calling to us.
“Nothing, babe. I was just wishing him congratulations”
Sammy said, lying through his teeth. He walked over to the mother of my
children and kissed her lightly before bending down and placing kisses atop
both of my kids’ heads. I was not about to lose Y/N to Sammy; not now, not