Jack Wilder X Reader - Two of Hearts

Jesse

~JACK'S P.O.V.~

I was blinded, even through my eyelids. The sun was starting to rise, and it shown right into my eyes. I looked down at (Y/N), who was curled up close to me. I could tell she wasn't asleep anymore, she was blinking, even with her eyes closed. I'd watched her sleep a few times(not in a creepy way), and she's the most beautiful sleeper. "How long have you been up?" I asked, closing my eyes again.

I felt her shrug. "10 minutes," she whispered.

I nodded. "Is there any way to close that sky-light? I'm goin' blind over here."

I felt her reach over to the wall, and press a button, and the room went a lot darker. I opened my eyes. The only light was now coming from a few open windows. I looked down at at her again, and she looked back at me. "Morning, Spade."

"Morning beautiful." I wasn't kidding when I said I'd do anything to make her know she's beautiful.

"Is that my new nickname?"

"Yes."

"Eh, it's better than 'Baby Girl.'"

"Didn't expect that."

"I'm full of surprises."

"That you are. What time is it?"

"I don't know. My phone's over there."

"Then go get it."

"I don't wanna. I'm comfy and you're warm," she said, then she slightly adjusted.

"So, you're saying you enjoy being here in my arms?"

"Shut up, I'm cold. Planes are cold seriously how are you warm?"

I laughed. "Just admit you're enjoying this."

"Don't push it, jackass."

"Fine, whatever you say," I laughed, and I wrapped my other arm around her, and rolled over, taking her with me. I held most of her body over the edge of the couch. 

"Don't you dare drop me," she snapped quietly.

"Motion overruled," I replied, and I dropped her, and she landed on the floor on her chest. She rolled over, and covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing too loudly. I had to do the same. "Now that you're up," I started.

"Yeah, yeah," she said, grabbing her phone from the table, while laying on the ground. "A little after 6 Macau time, 11pm London time, and 4 in Kazakhstan, that's what we're above right now."

"Ughhh," I groaned. "I only got like 6 hours of sleep."

"Yeah, but you were out. A few hours ago I woke up for a few minutes and poked you in the rib cage 6 times and you didn't even stir."

"Yeah, I'm a heavy sleeper," I explained.

"Duly noted."

"Oh God, what're you gonna do?"

"Nothinggggg."

"Uh-huh," I said sarcastically, as I looked back up at the ceiling. Which I would soon regret, seeing that I wasn't watching her. She pounced on me, and landed on my stomach. "Ow," I laughed. I grabbed her like I would grab her for a hug, and rolled over, and landed with my full weight on her.  

She was laughing uncontrollably, and wrapped her arms around my neck. "That was the most fun I've had while being abused in a long time."

I lifted my head, and gave her a "wtf?" face.

"That came out wrong."

"Hell yeah it did."

"What I meant was-"

"Yeah I know what you meant."

We stayed like that for a minute. Her warm breath blew on the back of my neck, and I dug my face in the hair that fell out of her ponytail. 

"Uh, I don't mean to rush you, but I can't breath, so can you-?"

"Oh, sorry," I said, and I got off of her, and we sat up.

Her phone buzzed, and she looked at it. 

"What's up?" I asked.

"There's an issue at the London Private Airport. We're going to the Private Airport in Edinburgh, then driving down to London," she said.

"Sucks."

"Eh, could be worse," she said, getting up, and going over to the table with the laptop. She started typing and clicking, and I got the motivation to get up and see what she was doing. But the instant I got up, she closed the laptop with a panicked look on her face.

"What is it?!"

She opened the laptop. "So happy I got the chance to go to London for New Years. Brent posted that 12 minutes ago."

"Oh shit."

"Yeah."

"What're we gonna do?"

"Go through with the plan. If I find him, I'll make sure he gets exposed in front of the whole world."

"What's going on?" came a voice.

(Y/N) jumped, and I laughed. "Good God, Dylan!"

"Good morning to you, too," Dylan said. "C'mon. The rest of us are up."

"Did we wake them up?" I asked. "Because we've been up for about 10 minutes."

"No, you guys're fine."

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About 10 hours later, the plane started descending. It was about 9am in the UK, so we'd get to the mansion at around 4 in the afternoon. I sat across from Danny, while Marritt sat with (Y/N) and Dylan on the couch. About 10 minutes later, the plane safely landed in Edinburgh, Scotland. 

The door opened, and we all stood and left the plane. Riley stood by the door, and we all thanked him. "Thanks, Rileyta," (Y/N) said. 

"Stawwwwwp eeeetttt," he said in a drawling, girly accent.

She laughed, and we all followed. Outside, there were 2 black cars running. A man in a black suit with brown hair was standing with a sign that said The 5 Horsemen on it. "Jesse!"

"(Y/N)!" Jesse replied, and they hugged each other tightly. 

When they let go, he turned to us. "Hello," he said, waving. "I, know who you all are, so no need for an introduction. We should get on the road. Front car can hold 2, everyone else in the back car."

"Dibs on the front car," me and (Y/N) said together. We looked at each other. "I swear we didn't plan that," I added, as we walked towards the first car with Jesse.

"Just kiss already," Danny called after us.

"In your dreams, Danzilla!" (Y/N) shouted.

Jesse laughed. Me, Dylan, and Marritt have all heard the nickname before.

"Shut up Jes-slay."

"Danzilla?" Danny asked.

"Yup."

We got into the cars, and drove off to London. In those 7 hours in the car, Jesse, (Y/N), and I talked to each other. I told Jesse a little bit about myself, Jesse told me about himself, and (Y/N) told Jesse what she's been up to since they were 16.

The drive was nothing short of breath-taking. The scenery was beautiful, and some of the towns we drove through were, as (Y/N) would say, "quite charming." I couldn't help but find it funny that we saw such scenery while listening to the Emo Trinity and Twenty Øne Piløts. Yup, we listened to The Black Parade, The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys(mouthful), Save Rock and Roll, Folie à Duex, BlurryFace, Vessel, Death of a Bachelor, and Too Weird to Live, to Rare to Die!. 

Yup, if you had doubts that those 2 were emos, there's the proof. 

But hey, it was pretty good music.