Attached (Jack Gilinsky)

Thirteen

"Are you having fun?" Jack asks in my ear as we dance in the middle of the dance floor, people surrounding us.

"I am," I smile. The song that was currently playing was, My Nigga by YG. Jack and I just sang along and laughed dancing to the beat.

"I'm glad you're having fun, Carter and Jack planned this for you." He informs me as the song comes to an end.

"I kind of figured since the whole airport thing." I laughed as I'm in luv by T Pain came on. "Holy throwback."

He just laughed at me, observing my every move.

"I'm gonna go get a drink, I'll be back." I say leaning up and kissing Jack's cheek before walking through the mob of people.

I spotted Carter and walked over to him, giving him a big hug.

"Thanks for this, it means a lot." I smile kissing his cheek. "But I need a drink."

"I'll get you one, just stay right here." He says shaking his head before disappearing. I sit down on a chair that must of been Carters.

It had Carters jacket in it so its a good guess.

"Here you go, weirdo. Now go enjoy your party." He says urging me to go back into the crowd. "Maggie and I might leave early, though. So if you don't know where I am I'm at the hotel."

"Alright, just let me know." I say waving my phone at him before walking back into the crowd, sipping on the red cup that had what I'm assuming is Vodka in it. Burning my throat as it went down.

All the time by Jeremih coming on, I didn't see Jack in the spot I left him so I just found the first familiar face, Sam Wilkinson. "Hey Sam," I smile.

"Hey Alyssa," he smiles giving me a hug. "Happy birthday."

"Thanks buddy. Wanna dance?" I ask setting my now empty cup down. He nods his head following me into the center of the dance floor.

We danced to the song, pretty dirty dancing might I add but I didn't mind. I know Sammy and if I didn't I wouldn't be dancing with him so I trust him.

"I really hope Jack doesn't kill me." He murmurs against the skin of my neck as we dance.

"You're funny, Sammy. He won't do shit." I laugh swaying my hips to the music.

"He's protective over what's his." He explains.

As I was looking over Sammy's shoulder I spotted Jack with a girl in his lap, making out with her.

"I'm not a object. I'm nobody's and if he has to be protective over anybody it should be that barbie in his lap. I'll see you later Sammy." I say pulling away from him and looking for Isela.

When I found her, I just pulled her out front where nobody was and the tears just started falling.

I don't even know why I'm crying, he's not mine.

"Jack?" She questions wrapping her arms around me. "If so, don't worry about him. He's not important its your birthday, you should be happy so fuck everyone and be about you."

"I just wanna go back to the hotel and eat ice cream and watch sappy movies with you." I mutter into her shoulder bitterly.

"Then that's what well do, lets go." She smiles not arguing as she calls a taxi.

We sit on the curb and she continues to tell stupid jokes that were so dumb that I found them funny.

"Alyssa, why aren't you inside? I've been looking everywhere for you. Sammy said you were leaving. Why?" Gilinsky asks coming up behind us.

"Don't really feel like talking to a man whore. Sorry," I mutter standing up spotting the cab.

"Man whore? What did I do? I don't understand... Oh..." He says catching on. "Its not what it looks like."

"Yeah okay man whore. Go sleep with your barbie," I shake my head getting into the cab. "I knew I shouldn't have came."

"You came for Carter." Isela reminds me and I sigh shaking my head leaning it against the window.

"Remind me why I even had feelings for Jack? Fuck him. Really."

Isela and I ended up getting tipsy in the hotel room, laughing and going over old stories of our friendship.

Best friends before man whores.