#jack harlow blurbs

[etoroma]

“You were losing me inch by inch when you were leaving me alone to meet the dawns”

Jack Harlow x fem!reader

Summary: Your boyfriend became cold and distant, he just doesn’t see you anymore. How long can you last? Disclaimer: English is not my first language and lately I've started to forget it, so I decided to write stories to practice. I really love and respect your language so I apologize if I’ve made a lot of mistakes, I will try my best! Feel free to give feedback and correct mistakes A/N: it’s my first imagine hope it’s not that bad✊🏻😔 Warnings: language, angst, open ending Word count: 1986

“I’m positive that I’ve made the right decision, but not a day passes that I don’t wish I’ve made a different choice”. You were laying on a grass in your best friend’s backyard, your fingers and legs intertwined, eyes closed, wind was gently playing with your hair but the pleasure of such an intimate moment that you’ve missed for so long is overshadowed by past events. 

Y/bf/n moved in a different country and you never managed to find time to visit her, you were too immersed in your relationships, work and daily routine that the best you could do was calling her once a week. Now when you were finally together, you feel extremely guilty for showing up only because you’re a wreck but both of you are too mature to make a big deal out of it.

“He left you no choice, Y/N” she sighed and squeezed your hand “It wasn’t even a choice…I mean..” y/bf/n let go of you and rolled over on her belly to find you trying your best to hold the tears since crying was the only thing you’ve been doing for the entire time of your stay.

“He took your hand in his and promised you to walk this vicious world by your side but instead he walked you to a blind alley and left you there alone. He knew about every apprehension of yours, how scared you was to even think about the relationships, but still he did everything to make you believe that he’ll become your safe space, your home, your man that can be trusted, that will always be there for you… He put you in a fairytale just to make you look crazy for thinking they exist. He made you vulnerable, Y/N”. She gently caressed your face studying your emotions. “And you know what pisses me off even more? That you still think that all of this is your fault”.

“You know what pisses me off even more?” you finally found the guts to look into her eyes “That I still love him, y/bf/n”.

*two weeks earlier*

4 am.

You stood leaning to a kitchen counter draining a bottle of wine that soon was thrown to a garbage. You were skimming the living room. Each corner, each piece of furniture held so many memories of the time you and Jack were crazy in love. It used to warm your heart but now the sight of your shared home shredded it into million pieces. You even refused to drink from glasses he brought you from Czech a couple years ago just because you mentioned you always wanted glasses made of Czech crystal in your dream house. These glasses were a reminder of his attentiveness to the smallest details that made you happy, now they are clear evidence that he could do anything for you but he just doesn’t want to anymore.

What did you do wrong? What did you do to deserve this type of treatment? Was there anything you could do to prevent it? Aren’t you enough? When coming home from a studio and hovering you in kisses turned to a kiss on a cheek with a face expression like this action takes a year of life from him?

You were taken out of your thoughts by the sound of keys. Wow…Your man of the night found his way home.

Tired sight.

Kiss on a cheek.

Pain in your chest.

And your favorite part “I’m going to bed. Night”.

He didn’t even noticed that you’re fully dressed. Well, there’s a plenty things he didn’t pay attention to and tonight he’ll have to acknowledge all of them. His loving girlfriend will help him, right? Right.

“Jack” no response. “Jackman!” you raised your voice. It was the first time you called him like that but you needed him to listen.

“Y/N, if you wanna make a scene you’ve picked the wrong time” he simply sighed and kept going upstairs.

“That’s the only time I’ve got! Fucking 3 minutes in the am before you go to bed and disappear before I wake up!” You could feel your blood boiling in your veins, just a few moments and you’ll be ready to whistle like a soviet kettle. “Why are you wasting my time like that? You think that you are an alfa kind of a man who’s in charge and keeps everything under his control but in fact you’re a wuss with a lack of guts to say straight to my face that you don’t love me anymore or cheating on me or both. But you have enough courage to act like a dick!”

Now you captured his attention.

He turned around on his heels with an explicit anger written on his face “What the fuck is wrong with you? I’m not cheating on you! Why are you always have to be such an attention seeker?” he rushed to you and only kitchen counter separated you both. 

“Attention seeker? For real? Since when wanting the bare minimum of a relationship makes me an attention seeker?”

“Since I working my ass off for BOTH of us and have more important things than …”

“Than being with me?” you interrupted him holding eye contact

“That’s not what I wanted to say.. Fuck can’t you show care and support at least for once or you’re gonna explode once you do?”

“WHEN?” at this moment you’ve lost it. Understanding that he doesn’t see any problem in his behavior hits you. You’re done. Enough holding everything inside and pretend that nothing’s going on. For all these 3 months, you tried to convince yourself that you’re overreacting, that it’s your traumas are talking. Every day and night that you spent by your own you told yourself that he’s trying his best, he’ll make it up to you, he sees the problem but just can’t fix things yet, but you were wrong, delusional to be exactly.

“I see you for a couple of minutes and not even every day. All of my texts left on read, you NEVER text me back. I find out that you’re fine from Urban! Every time I try to talk to you, to check on you, to figure the reason you just brush me off telling me you don’t want to have this conversation and I’m too clingy”

Jack opened his mouth to fight back but you raised your pointing finger in front of you to shut him. There goes the hardest part. You’re about to say something that was too painful to even acknowledge but you have to open his eyes.

“So I gave you space, Jack. I was away for a whole week” once you said it your anger was replaced by stone cold sight. It’s like you had to say it out loud more for yourself to realize than for him to understand

“I texted you about it but the message wasn’t sent. When saw it, I got curious when you would notice that I was gone” looking at his puzzled face you gave him an ironic smile “you didn’t. That’s how you care”

“Y/N..Baby..I” oh your boy begins to understand how your monologue will end but you haven’t finished yet so you shut him up again

“When I came back, I packed my things but I was still hoping we’ll work things out so I decided to divide my stuff into several parts and transport each one after every failed conversation with you, after every night you left me alone, after every “why don’t you stop fucking my brain out and just let me sleep”…so” you took a step back pushing the suitcase out from behind the kitchen counter “you can guess that that’s my last one”

Jack looked at you terrified catching the air in attempts to say something. He nervously spun around to find with his eyes at least something that belongs to you in the living room but it was all in vain.

“Y/N..Please..” he returned his gaze to you “listen..I’m so sorry. Let me fix this mess I’ve created, please” his voice begin to shake, eyes blinking fast to stop the tears. He finally woke up and grasped what kind of treatment he was giving to you all these months. The realization of what you about to do made him freeze on a spot. 

“Please give me the last chance, fight for us, baby please let’s talk things out” Panic began to slowly crawling towards him like a tsunami

“I gave you thousands chances. I was fighting for us alone for too long, it’s exhausting” you grab a suitcase handle walking to the front door “Now I’m tired and you’re the one who have picked the wrong time to make a scene”

“I don’t wanna lose you please let me make it up to you!” Jack ran outside after you watching you place your suitcase in a back of your car. You stopped for a second to look at him for the last time. Tears streaming down his cheeks, you could barely see in the dark but you could tell his face were bright red, lips shaking.

The sight of him made it even harder to leave, you wanted to kiss him so bad, you wished you could forgive him, hold him, believe him… but you remember how many nights you’ve spent in a state he is in now. You can’t let him do it to you again. You don’t trust him anymore.

“You haven’t figured it yet? You’ve already lost me. You were losing me inch by inch when you were leaving me alone to meet the dawns. It’s too late, Jackman” you got in the car just to find Jack knocking your window. You tried so hard to ignore him and focus but gave up and lowered the car window, which Jack immediately clung to

“Listen I know I’m an asshole. I fucked everything up, I was the worst boyfriend and I understand why you wanna leave, but I’ll change. I’ll do anything to make you trust me again, because I love you. I don’t see anyone else by my side, only you! Forgive me please, let me explain and fix this, I love you so bad it hurts” you squeezed the steering wheel holding your emotions and trying to think straight. You loved him still but the wound on your heart is still too fresh and deep for you to change your decision.

“Well…You have really weird ways to show it” and with this words you escaped from his life. 

He watched your car getting out of his sight and couldn’t believe that it wasn’t just a nightmare. Well, actually, it was. but he is living in it now. It was his personal hell that made him reliving this night over and over again. You’re gone. You’re not his woman anymore.

*present time*

“I know girl, it takes time, but I swear” Y/bf/n genially smiled at you playing with your hair “one month with your hot, EXTREEEEEMLY cool, UNBELIIIIEVABLY hilarious and adventurous friend and you won’t remember his name!” you were laughing for the first time in a while at your friend’s silliness when a doorbell caught your attention

“C'mon! I’ve already forgot it! Jake? Check?” Y/bf/n was so existed to see you smile that haven’t heard anything

“Firstly, Check is not even a name and secondly, are you expecting someone?”

“Aha, triplets. Don’t know who their dad is though it was a rough night” you laughed again and pushed her slightly

“Stop fucking with me, I heard the doorbell” You knew that it’s impossible. You blocked him everywhere and he didn’t know anything about y/bf/n, but something deep inside of you made you think it was him.

“Oh, it must be Mary, my neighbor, she’s an old lady and gets lonely sometimes so she comes to talk” y/bf/n stood up and headed to the front door “I’ll be quick”

__________________________ p.s i wanted to give this story an open ending for you to decide whether he found you or it was just a neighbor and your story is over. But now I'm thinking of doing part 2. What do you think? Should I? Do you forgive this cute asshole?

[lcandothisallday]

Wedding Season - Jack Harlow x f!reader

Summary: Jack is invited to an old friend’s wedding and he’s been convinced by his friends to bring the girl he hates as his plus one.

It was a rather chill summer day for Jack. He had gone to the studio earlier in the day which allowed him to have a relaxing rest of the night. So that’s where he was now, chilling in his living room of the apartment he shared with Urban while the both of them ate the takeout they ordered.

Earlier in the month, both boys were invited to an old high school friend’s wedding back in Louisville and neither one of them had the heart to say no despite their busy schedules. Now there was only a couple days until the wedding and Jack felt like an absolute loser for not having a date.

“You bringing anyone to Colton’s wedding?” Jack asked Urban before he scooped up a mouthful of mashed potato to eat.

Urban couldn't help but smile. “You know how I started talking to Nia again?” Jack nodded, showing that he was listening as he chewed. “Yeah...invited her as my plus one...gonna try to make things official with her after the wedding,” he explained.

Jack groaned, “fuck outta here, man. You letting me ride solo on this one?” he half joked in question. Urban only shrugged with a laugh. “Not my fault you ain't got anyone at the moment...or you know...you could always ask y/n to be your date,” he suggested cautiously. 

Upon hearing that, Jack scoffed. “Bro--y’all gotta stop bringing her up I swear,” he muttered. “We have never and will never get along,” he persisted arrogantly.

“She’s Nia’s best friend--”

“And what does that have to do with me?” Jack asked in annoyance. “You just want to get on Nia’s good side but I’m the one that’s gonna end up suffering.”

Urban furrowed his brows before he scoffed. “You’re so fucking dramatic bro. I don't even understand what happened for you to hate her so much,” he tsked. “It’s like you were in love with her one minute during high school--wanting to ask her out for junior prom-- and the next you hated her guts. But whatever man. If you wanna be the hottest rapper out there and still not be able to cop a date then that’s up to you,” he shrugged.

Jack rolled his eyes before he let out a defeated sigh. “I’ll think about it...but no fuckin’ promises,” he mumbled.

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You stood in front of the mirror, staring and picking apart your appearance in the dress you had chosen for Colton and Grace’s wedding. It was an outdoor wedding and so you dressed in a simple silk-like dress that hugged your body perfectly and the colour complementing your beautiful and glowing skin. Despite knowing you looked good, you couldn’t help but be nervous.

“You need to stop picking apart your look,” Nia spoke up matter of factly, noticing your nerves, as she applied her gloss. She looked absolutely stunning as well, her dress choice also being the most perfect look for her. Urban was going to be hella impressed to say the least.

You let out a sigh. “I’m not I’m just--I don’t understand why Jack asked me to be his plus one,” you frowned. “I feel like it’s some cruel prank,” you mumbled, smoothing down your dress anxiously. 

“Well I mean people change,” Nia pointed out. “So give it a chance. Maybe this is him trying to make amends,” she offered, ever the optimist. “Now come on! We’re gonna be late!” she exclaimed, grabbing hold of your hand before the both of you stumbled out of the apartment with your heels clicking behind you.

As you arrived to the venue, you were in complete awe of the setup. It was beautiful--from the grand archway, down to the details in the flowers that stood as centrepieces on each table. 

You took in a breath as you scanned the venue, noting how you were met with familiar faces from your high school days. “This...is gonna be a long ass day. I can already tell,” you whined, your friend humming in agreement.

“There’s Urban,” Nia breathed out with love struck eyes, causing you to giggle. “Ooooh your man looks good,” you teased, causing her to blush madly. “Shut up,” she mumbled while still blushing. “He’s not officially my man...yet.”

When Urban finally set eyes on you and Nia, he started approaching with Jack dragging behind him reluctantly. Truth be told he was nervous. He hadn’t seen you in quite some time and the last time he spoke to you, it was full of hostility.

Urban immediately pulled Nia aside, whispering in her ear and complimenting her in all the ways he should, leaving you and Jack standing alone.

“Hey,” he mumbled in greeting. “You uh...you look nice...I guess.”

You smile awkwardly and begin to anxiously play around with the rings on your fingers. “Thanks. So do you.”

As the night progressed, the tension between Jack and you seemed to linger in the air. Despite the polite exchanges and forced smiles, there was an underlying current of animosity that couldn't be ignored. It was as if both of you were tiptoeing around a minefield, waiting for the first explosion to occur.

After dinner, the DJ started playing a slow, romantic song, and couples began to take the dance floor. Nia and Urban shared a loving glance before swaying together, lost in their own world. Feeling a mix of discomfort and curiosity, you and Jack found yourselves standing near each other.

Jack cleared his throat. “Do you want to dance?” he asked. You shook your head. “Not really,” you responded quietly, causing Jack to audibly scoff. “God you’re such a bitch,” he muttered, running his hands through his curls. “I don’t know why I’m even trying.”

Your eyes widened as you took full offence. “I’m the bitch?! Oh I’m sorry for not wanting to dance with the guy who’s always been an asshole to me! If I remember correctly--you’re the one who blocked me out of the blue!”

“Don’t act like you don’t know why y/n.”

You scoffed. “Actually why don’t you enlighten me because I don’t remember ever doing anything to you to make you hate me so much! I liked you and I thought the feelings were mutual—”

“They were until I overheard you telling your friends you thought I was ugly and that I was stupid for trying to pursue a rap career,” he mumbled.

Hearing that made your heart sink to your stomach. “Jack,” you sighed. “You weren’t supposed to hear that,” you say softly. “Because I didn’t actually mean any of that—”

“Then why did you say it?” he asked, his voice quiet and almost quivering. “I really fucking liked you and I know I always played it off like I’m a confident motherfucker but that crushed me.”

Your heart absolutely broke at hearing his confession. “Oh Jack—I only said that because Tina was a bitch and she noticed you and me getting closer and she started saying that someone as likeable and popular as you wouldn’t romantically go for someone like me. She also said that the two of you had started hooking up and it wasn’t long before you would’ve started dating so I had to back off and the only way to protect myself in front of her was to make it seem like I never cared about you from the start,” you explained softly.

“She’s a liar. I never fucked around with her like that—”

“Yeah well how was I supposed to know?! She was the blonde skinny popular white girl—and I was me—I guess it just made sense to me,” you sighed.

Jack groaned, “well that was up to me to decide don’t y’a think? God—I just wish you would’ve just told me or something.”

“Yeah well can’t change the past now,” you muttered sarcastically under your breath but loud enough for him to hear.

Jack licked his lips in thought before a small smirk started to make its way onto his lips. “You’re right…but we can definitely influence the future,” he hummed, taking your hand and pulling you onto the dance floor.

The slow romantic song was still playing so he took the opportunity to take both your hands and place them on his broad shoulders before his own rested against your hips, leading the dance with gentle sways.

Your cheeks were on fire at the entire interaction, but you welcomed it easily, thankful that he was the one that was able to take charge.

The both of you swayed in silence, you choosing to look anywhere but his eyes while he stared intently at you, loving the chance to admire you up close.

“Jack…I really am sorry. I never meant to hurt you,” you whispered, the guilt eating you alive.

“I don’t think I stressed enough earlier how beautiful you look,” he mused, looking down at you with his charming smile.

You can’t help your own smile making its way onto your lips. “Jack.”

“Y/N,” he mocked back teasingly.

“I was being serious!” you laughed.

Jack rolled his eyes playfully. “Isn’t it obvious that I forgive you already?” he asked with a raised brow, his hands giving your hips a squeeze.

You shrugged. “Just want the confirmation.”

“If you let me kiss you would that be enough confirmation?”

“Yes,” you whispered timidly, a blush overtaking your cheeks.

As the words left your lips, Jack wasted no time in closing the distance between you. His hand cupped your cheek gently, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. And then, his lips met yours in a soft, tender kiss.

Time seemed to stand still as you melted into the embrace, the animosity of the past melting away with every lingering touch. The world around you faded into the background as Jack deepened the kiss, his other hand finding its way to the small of your back, pulling you closer.

When you finally pulled away, breathless and with flushed cheeks, Jack rested his forehead against yours, a contented smile gracing his lips. "I've wanted to do that for so long," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

A genuine smile spread across your face as you looked into his eyes, seeing a mixture of vulnerability and hope. "I wish I had been honest with you from the beginning," you confessed. "But I promise, I'll make it up to you."

Jack's smile widened, and he brushed his thumb gently across your cheek. "I believe you," he said softly. "We both made mistakes, but we can start fresh--starting with a proper first date?"

“I’d like that a lot.”

[harlowcomehome]

Valentine’s Day concepts:

“You’re the first person who’s made this holiday worth celebrating with.”

Jack wants a Valentine’s Day basket too.

Reader gets Jack a huge bear and flowers.

Receiving flowers that aren’t from Jack.

Jack misses your dinner reservation and you both end up having to spend Valentines Day at home. (Full fic.)

Hazel gets the flu and Valentine’s Day is cancelled.

You and Jack are both nervous about what to get each other for Valentine’s Day. (Full fic.)

You are allergic to the Valentine’s bouquet Jack brings home. (Full fic)

Hazel brings a valentine card home and Jack is overprotective about it.

Jack buys you a lingerie set for Valentine's Day that you hate.

You’re sick on Valentine’s Day so Jack improvises.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Jack and readers first Valentine’s Day married.

Galentines Day!

[starythewriter]

Jack Harlow X you- VMAS

TW: CREAMPIE. Breeding.

You step out of a black bently. Feeling the shiny exterior as you stepped out with Jack Harlow trailing closely behind you. He had a big bright flashy smile and so did you. The both of you decided to hold hands. Quickly you saw fans and paparazzi swirling all around you but you both kept walking to enter the VMAs. Today was a giant night one where you and Jack would see your dreams come into fruition, this night would mark a moment in history so life changing.

You and Jack made 2 different hit songs once was named “astronomy” this was a soft hiphop song mixed with some heavy rap. The cover had the both of you in it. This was the story of 2 lovers who loved eachother very much but who were spilt apart and trying to find eachother in almost you could say another life.

The 2nd song. Was called “Triángulo amoroso” which was somewhat reflective of what was happening to you as you were close with Jack at the same time you were near Maluma. You remember when Maluma took you out to date and you were both at a giant restaurant with an amazing rose garden.

You kept walking entering the vmas quickly rushing over and sitting next to Maluma. You and Jack held hands under the table smiling. “I’m excited I already feel like tonight will be just a great night especially because I’m spending it with you Jack”

“I know and by the way you look fabulous you went all out with your look.” Said Jack with a flashy smile he grinned from ear to ear feeling a little spicy already he wanted you all for him. “Thank you” you smiled slowly doing the triangle method with your eyes.

“Y- you… your so fucking… se- sexy” he stuttered loosing his composure. He smiled nervously quickly recentering himself tightening his grasp on your hand as you both watched the announcements.

“Next up is Triángulo amoroso best rap song of the year” they announced he got up you followed him as the both of you cheered and laughed.

You walked up with him holding hands “thank you so much. To my parents mom and dad I love you, to our DJs and producers to Jack Harlow… for just being amazing my people and being so welcoming. Thank you to all of the wonderful people on my team.”

You said with a bright smile “thank you Y/N and my mom, my dad. Thank you so much to the recording academy. Thank you to my friends and my entire family. Thank you to everyone who supported me and kept me safe.

This night has been a true honor and I wanted to give props to Y/N for the amount of support and hard work Y/N put into this record our producers and just everybody. I hope you all continue to enjoy our music and just know we have something special coming soon”

You both finished your speeches smiling and laughing heading off of the stage onto the afternoon party.

You walked toward a table, but Jack grabbed your arm “we’ve waited long enough darling” he whispered he pulled you closer to a stall and the both of you hid in there locking the door so no one could get into your secret stall.

“Ah-“ you heard Jack groan as you kissed him. You both made out you felt his smooth pale skin.

You slowly raised his shirt touching his bare V line making him gasp.

You kissed him moaning. He sat down on a chair you slowly grinded against him taking off your shirt, he slowly did the same kissing your stomach.

You moaned feeling hotter and hotter by the second. You both were exploring eachothers minds through your eyes.

You kissed him, he kissed you. You slowly took off your clothing along with him.

“Relax” he whispered slowly placing his cock inside of you. Making you moan loudly.

You started to kiss his neck, slowly leaving a HICKY he groaned making you moan,

“I love your groans” you said. Slowly riding him faster causing him to groan again. He stared into your soul as you both felt amazing…

You both felt almost as if you were in a whole new world among the stars in just pure pleasure.

You kept riding him you couldn’t stop… not that you wanted to. He once again groaned your name bucking his hips along with yours.

“You’re so tight” he said with a growl fucking you harder. You grabbed onto him the hardest you’ve ever done so, mentally claiming him as yours.

Almost as if he read your mind he whispered “I’m all yours” you moaned feeling horny… “I know…. You’re all fucking mine…. But act like it don’t just say it”

You said teasing him still piercing his back with your nails drawing out blood. He bucked his hips into yours even harder groaning endlessly into your ear.

“How about it? Someone can’t take this.” He said smirking as he fucked you ruthlessly you both moaned and groaned with no intend to stop,

You looked into his eyes feeling magic, you both went as fast as possible as you hit your peak… you both moaned eachothers names.

He grabbed your hand intertwining your fingers and kissing you “I’m yours forever”

“I know missionary Jack”

“Oh you haven’t seen missionary yet. Just wait” he whispered.

You both started into eachothers eyes feeling so much love.

“We almost created a whole new universe” you giggled teasing him. “I know…”

He said giggling.

The end

[harlowsbby]

Heated

Being in a secret relationship with Jack wasn’t really your ideal relationship but he always told you how he wanted things between the two of you to be kept a secret to be his little secret you were the one thing nobody knew about, and he wanted to keep it that way.

It was the night before Jack’s final show in Australia only a few people knew that Jack and you were a thing and that was Neelam and Urban and a few of your close friends back home but that was about it.

“You look so good tonight, Jack.” Straddling Jack’s lap, you smiled and admired him he had on black cargos and white tank top but that was one thing about Jack he always made the most basic outfits not look so basic.

“Thank you baby you look good too.. I’m trynna see you in that birthday suit if we’re being honest.” You moaned as Jack started kissing on your neck softly, his lips were so soft ever kiss he left on your neck made you want more and more but unfortunately Jack was due to be on stage in a few minutes, so this moment had to wait till later.

“Not right now Jack you’re about to be on in a few minutes.” Groaning Jack pulled away from you.

“When are you going to tell everyone about us.” You mumbled and started twiddling with your thumps, everytime you brought that question up it led to an argument.

“When I’m ready baby I don’t think it’s a good time to announce us being together especially with my career taking off.” That was his excuse recently he didn’t want you being the reason his rise of fame fell so quickly.

“Let’s go then yeah I know everyone’s probably wondering where we are.” Getting off of him you took his hand and headed over towards where everyone was at.

“What we’re you two doing?” 2fo gave Jack and You a questioning look as did everyone else.

“I didn’t really like the outfit I had tried on earlier for tonight, so Y/N helped style me into this one really quick.” Jack lied quickly and the boys nodded in approval of Jack’s outfit but 2fo was too busy looking at you he had a feeling Jack wasn’t exactly telling the truth, but he decided to put it to rest for now.

“Well, are we just going to be standing around or put on a show for the fans?” Urban questioned and everyone 2fo and the rest of the guys went on first and then Jack went on.

You watched on the side of the stage in awe at Jack seeing him perform for his fans never failed to amaze you he was talented and there was no doubt about it he always puts on a show that he knew his fans would remember for a lifetime.

“You know it’s still so unreal for him at times.” Urban came from behind you now standing next to you, he took a few pictures of Jack before turning his attention back to you.

“I bet it is especially for you as well.”

“Yeah, I’m not even the famous one but yet I still feel famous.” The both of you watched Jack in awe just truly soaking up all his glory Jack was made for this lifestyle, and you truly couldn’t see him doing anything else.

After the show you all decided to head over to one of the many clubs in Australia just to unwind and enjoy your last time here for a while. You didn’t really pack anything fancy like that you had that thought in the back of your head that you should but wearing dresses and tight clothing all the time wasn’t really your thing. Wearing sweatpants and a baggy or oversized shirt was more your style you always did feel a bit insecure seeing all the girls Jack follows or talks about and seeing just how differently their style was to yours. 

Deciding on wearing just a basic crop top and leggings was going to be your outfit for tonight and Jack’s orange and blue north face puffer jacket as well you went to shower and do your hair and makeup. 

“Baby you almost ready to go were about to leave in ten minutes baby.” Jack’s voice yelled from the other side of the door you looked yourself over one last time before opening the door, Jack’s smile that was once placed on his face quickly turned into a frown. 

“This is what you’re wearing for tonight baby? I thought you were going to dress up you do know this is a club appearance as well.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You now felt insecure in what you were wearing you knew you should’ve brought a dress or something, but Jack always said he loved you in anything you wore he always said he preferred you without all the glitz and glam. 

“It means there will be cameras there baby people taking pictures of us all together and you decided to keep it safe.. like you always do.” He mumbled that last part but you heard him loud and clear.

“I can change real quick if you want.” Biting your lip, you watched how Jack grew frustrated but there was no time for you to change. 

“We don’t have time baby just come on you look good enough.” You didn’t want to ruin Jack’s image that was the only thought running through your mind the entire car ride there, while everyone else was socializing and drinking and going over their favorite moments on the trip you were too busy looking out the window and praying and hoping you weren’t going to mess up tonight.

Once you all arrived at the club Neelam and Urban got out first followed by 2fo and the rest of the guys, Jack and You being the last ones left in the SUV.

“You ready baby?” No, you weren’t ready especially after what he said to you earlier, you’d so rather go back to the hotel room then act like you’re having a good time in this club.

“I’m ready.” You whispered while Jack offered his hand to you which you took, and he helped lead you out of the SUV.

As soon as the two of you stepped out the paparazzi was going crazy people yelling Jack’s name from left to right cameras being shoved in his face and your face.

“Jack over here.”

“Jack who’s the girl?”

“Jack, can we get a picture of you really quick.”

Jack’s security guard safety got the two of you inside the club.

“Neelam said she already found a booth for us all I’ll just meet her over there.”

“Sounds good baby.” There was a VIP line that the two of you had to wait in and even if Jack was a celebrity he still had to be dressed to impress for the club and if he wasn’t well, they’d kick him out the club.

“Jack Harlow the man of the hour glad to see you in Australia.” One of the club owners greeted Jack the two of them talked for a few minutes before he left Jack in, once his attention was on yours, he couldn’t help but to turn his nose up to you.

“This.. I’m sorry but you are aware this is a club correct? Leggings and a crop top really don’t pass the club dress code.” Your eyes darted over towards Jack who just scratched the back of his head and shrugged his shoulders at you.

“Well Jack is my..”

You huffed you couldn’t even tell this man that Jack and You were actually together.

“Jack knows me so can’t I just come in anyways.” The club owner looked over at Jack then back at you.

“Jack, you know this girl?” Jack didn’t know what to do or say he loved you he truly did, but he knew how the media was and how people got so he felt like what he was about to say next was actually going to protect you but instead it hurt you.

“Never seen her in my life.”

( I hope y’all like this 😭 )

[tinydeskwriter]

Request: Jack being obsessed with gf reader. Clingy, touchy, jealous, possessive, etc. Constantly has to have her around and gets cranky when she's not.

Mark The Territory

Jack was usually very touchy—almost clingy—, as a rule a part of his body always had to be connected with a part of hers, and it was just with her Y/n learned early in their relationship, he had never been like that with previous girlfriends, at least that's what his friends said, Urban, Jack’s best friend, even once joked that Jack suffered from an Y/n Obsession, which everyone thought was funny, except for Jack himself who blushed when even his girlfriend starts laughing. Whenever they are in the same room he is drawn to her vicinity like a moth to her irresistible flame. No one else even blinks anymore when he pulls her to sit on his lap in the middle of a conversation. Or the way he moves in two seconds if he sees a guy getting too close to Y/n.

They were one of those always touching, always together, teeth-rotting couple.

“Shit, dude.” Urban entered the hotel room. “Metta came out of here cursing you in German, what did you do?”

“He bit her head off, because his outfit isn't all-black and he and Y/n ain’t going to match.” Zack commented bored, while sitting in an armchair, scrolling through his phone. “And he’s grumpy because Y/n is going to meet him at the stadium for the game, and he misses her.” Bia made fun of his friend. “He’s suffering withdrawal.”

“Shut up.” Jack grumbled, finishing the buttons on his dark brown silk shirt.

Yes. He was in a bad mood over his girlfriend's absence.

They had already spent the entire afternoon apart as she had had a photo shoot for a lingerie campaign. And he'd been banned from attending by her manager—just because he'd threatened the photographer in the last photoshoot, it wasn't like the guy didn't deserve it —.

And to worsen his mood, Jack had seen on IG that two of Y/n's ex-boyfriends would be in the game.

He didn't really care about Colson, the guy was engaged and their relationship had ended peacefully, they kept as friends, Y/n even went shopping with Megan.

Jack's problem was the asshole who still DMed her as if he didn't know she was dating him. He didn't have any beef with Gerald till the rapper he collaborated with on the song 'Moana' made it clear he didn't respect his relationship with Y/n.

"C'mon idiots, I don't want to keep my girl waiting." Jack took his cell phone and wallet from the bedside table.

—#—

One of his hand was intertwined with hers over her knee, and the other was playing with his hair. From time to time he would attack her bare neck with his lips—completely aware that he would leave marks—his free hand gently holding her jaw in place, as if she were his prey.

Jack was also aware of the other rapper sitting across the court, apparently unable to take his eyes off his girlfriend.

“Just ignore.” He heard Y/n whisper in her ear, and turned to look at her.

“Hard when he can't stop looking this way.”

“You're the one who's going to take me home… or rather to our hotel room.” Y/n rested her chin on her boyfriend's shoulder. “While he's the guy who messed up all his relationships and he's going back to a big empty house.”

“How did you know….” He turned to face her in time to see her roll her eyes.

“Please Jack, give me some credit, I know you.” She said. “And since you arrived, all that's left is for you to piss on me to mark your territory.”

Jack blushes.

And then he heard Zack and Urban choke on their drink.

Assholes. That's what you get by listening to other people's conversation.

“I'm yours Jack, there's no reason for you to be jealous or feel insecure, Gerald, Colson, all the other guys are in the past, none of them made me feel the way you do.” Y/n kisses her boyfriend just as the kissing cam focused on the couple.

[a-moment-captured]

I can’t stop thinking about Jack almost desperate for the pussy. He can’t stop thinking about it, needs it on his face and needs it fucking right now. He craves it, the taste is intoxicating to him, and he gets off on the noises you make. He gets drunk on it really. Wants you to soak his face, get him soaked and then have it all creamy when you cum, he would probably cum if you squirted on his face. He just loves making you cum multiple times on his face, having you gripping his hair and way past the point of being able to use words. He just wants, he wants it so bad. Just wants to eat you forever, his favorite taste in the world if he’s being honest. He just loves his girls pussy so bad.

And ofc he wants it on his dick too, loves how wet warm and silky you feel, how you grip him so tight and can feel your pussy throbbing and clenching around him. He’s so audible at this point, he couldn’t even try to be quiet even if he had too. Feeling your sweet pussy dripping onto him while clenching him as he fucks you raw, he’s feels so fucking good. But even then his priority would be making you cum on his cock, he loves being able to make you cum on just his dick alone, without touching your clit. Loves how desperate you get for his touch but also how you just keep begging to it and to please not stop daddy/sir please. (I prefer daddy but to each their own 😌). He feels so possessive over you in that moment, cause you’re begging for him and clenching him so tight. You def cum at least twice before he cums, (after you cum multiple times on his face) but he drags it out and teases you with the tip, gives you nasty kisses then pulls away, probably edges you a bit too, and by then you’re so fucked out, are cockdrunk and can hardly speak with the exception of daddy/sir please and don’t stop please don’t stop. And you had both discussed it previously, when you get to this point, what you’re okay with him doing.

He’s still just in complete bliss cause your pussy is just so fucking good, he can’t even believe this is real and actually happening because he feels so good. And after you’ve cum you’re probably so wet he’s soaked too along with the sheets and he can’t fight the urge for just another taste. Just a little taste he tells you. But when he’s done he’s so hard, his cock angry red and dripping precum everywhere (that he probably feeds to you and has you lick it off his fingers), he just can’t take it anymore.

So he holds you down with one hand and towers over top of you. You’re completely pinned under him, couldn’t move an inch. Have no choice but to lay there and just take what he’s giving you.

He fucks you so hard and deep, feels your pussy completely clench and lock down around him and he’s done for. Can’t help the load moans and other noises he’s making because he’s almost out of it too, in complete bliss.

And it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been together and how often this happens, when you let him fuck u raw and fill u up he can’t handle how it makes him feel. Makes him feel so dominate over you, almost like a power trip. Just wants you to be his.

Also feel like he’s the type of guy that can’t stop fucking you even after he’s cum, cause it’s so good, to the point he’s hard and ends up cumming again. He just loves his pussy so fucking much he will never be able to get enough.

and even tho ur still on the pill or whatever he still can’t help but touch your tummy after he cums in you and imagine you carrying his child. it’s a possessive sort of feeling, he just wants to claim you as his so everyone knows.

But after he would be so sweet and bring you some juice and a snack, help clean you up and change the sheets or maybe even help u into a bath to take together. you can both feel the bond between you strengthening in real time at that moment, and how you just want to be so so so close to each other, don’t want anything but each other. will never be close enough to each other.

after the bath he’ll have you pulled tight to him, arms wrapped around u, face right by his so he can give you little pecks and forehead kisses. Telling you how you’re such a good girl for him, did so well, he’s so proud.

This got unexpectedly soft but the main point is: he has needs, and pussy is his number one. needs to watch it drip as you get all messy, also needs to be able to touch it, smell it, taste it. he’s probably cum just thinking about it on a few lonely nights on tour. doesn’t even need a picture anything just thinking about it is enough for him. 💋

💋 anon, you have outdone yourself once again! Please never stop sending these to me!

I swear I feel like we are sharing a brain because you legit described everything I think! Especially this one:

“Also feel like he’s the type of guy that can’t stop fucking you even after he’s cum, cause it’s so good, to the point he’s hard and ends up cumming again.”

[astroluvr]

Jack taking noah to the grocery store and he gets hit on and they say noahs really cute so noah goes “thanks i look just like my mommy” or its the reader with noah, you can choose. Cause i like the idea of noah snitching on one of them when they get back home like “daddy/mommy got asked on a date”

-🌎 anon

a/n: this request was a while ago, but i haven't seen my 🌎 anon in a minute... but noah is around three in this story! making jack and y/n 20/21! not very important to this particular story tho lol

***

You and Noah had been out all day long, having a bonding day. After the both of you had a long week with school- being that you were still only two years into your studies, and Noah was just mastering his alphabet- you both got dressed and took the stores.

After getting dressed in a black dress that coordinated Noah's matching sweats, you both had a breakfast at a tiny diner that you all loved to have breakfast at before Jack left for the studio.

Following that, you and Noah treated yourselves to a series of activities. From the zoo where he mimicked each animal with ease, to ice cream at a park where you just so happened to catch a live band. After dancing around the park and making yourselves look silly underneath a tree, you decided to head to the mall where Noah's favorite toy store was.

There was once a time when all you and Jack could do was frown sadly when Noah dug his heels in the floor in front of the store, but now you could walk inside proudly and buy him almost anything he wanted.

Now, with Jack's new singles slowly rising towards popularity, you guys had the ability to splurge more. It wasn't long ago that you all bought a new house- one that was probably bigger than you needed, but Jack was adamant about it- not budging on having enough kids to take up all the room.

You were happy to see that although Noah didn't have an understanding of how he had the new things he did, that he didn't seem significantly happier now than before. Which to you, was a win as a parent.

"Is this what you wanted, bubba?" you asked, reaching towards the giant dinosaur plush.

"Yes, please." he lisped politely, bouncing on his toes as if he could reach it from where he was.

It was just out of your grasp, and you realized just how often Jack was there to pull things that were out of reach down without you even having to think about it.

"Alright, let me get someone to help because-"

The long arm coming from behind you, startled you both, making Noah squeak out a 'hey' and you place a hand on his back instinctively. The man who held the dinosaur chuckled as he handed it to you.

He was obviously much older than you, and you certainly knew that you didn't look to be in his age range- which made the situation all the more uncomfortable when he smirked at you before leaning his head back towards Noah.

"How you doing, shorty?" you cringed at his delivery, and Noah giggled too, forcing a smile from you that the man mistakenly took as his own. "I noticed you couldn't reach it, so I had to come help you."

"Thank you, I was just about to get someone to help us, but..." you gestured out awkwardly and the he chuckled.

"So, who is little man you're with? Your nephew?"

"This is my mommy!" Noah frowned, and you rubbed his back.

"Yeah, he's my son. It's hard to tell because he looks just like his daddy, I know."

"He with you?" the man quirked an eyebrow, and you laughed. "What?"

"I think this is all very flattering, but I'm engaged." you tried to ease out of the exchange before Noah's fist balled up any tighter, but the man was seeing no way out.

"I don't see no ring. What? Your dude can't afford it?"

That line irritated you. You had heard it a thousand times in every variation, but it always came from someone who had no idea how amazing Jack was, or how much you loved each other.

"Actually, my 'dude' is the reason that I'm in this store right now, and I'm able to buy our son whatever the fuck he wants out of this store."

"Chill." he said, laughing as if he hadn't been in the wrong. "I'm just saying, I could buy your son whatever he wanted. And however many of these dresses you want because you look good."

"There is no way in hell I'd leave my man for your sorry ass." you scoffed, and Noah unballed his fist from the fabric of your dress.

"That's how you feel?"

"Was it not clear?" you raised an eyebrow and in the beat of silence, Noah gathered up his entire vocabulary.

"My mama loves my daddy, not you."

And without another word, you pulled Noah to your hip and grabbed his plush to head straight for the register.

The drive back to your home was short, but it was enough for Noah to giggle to himself several times. After stopping for one more treat to have for desert, you were both walking into your home to find Jack in the kitchen.

"Hey, baby, hey bubba!" he yelled out, setting down what he was using to cook to get to you both and kiss you respectively.

"Hey, shorty!" Noah yelled back, and your cheeks warmed before Jack laughed and looked down at the boy.

"What did you say?"

"Said, hey, shorty!" Noah let out another round of giggles that made Jack shake his head before looking at you.

"What have you been teaching our son?"

"I-"

"Mama didn't teach it, the man did?"

"The man?"

"Noah, baby-"

"Ah, ah, ah. Let me hear this." Jack picked up his son and set him on the counter, crossing his arms to hear.

To spare yourself from the imminent teasing, you tried to walk out of the kitchen, but Jack's arm wrapped around your waist to reel you back into him.

"When we were at the store, somebody said, 'hey, shorty' to my mama!"

"Oh, yeah?"

"Mmhmm. What'd Mama do?" Jack turned to look at you to find you rolling your eyes.

"She said bad words! A-and I said that Mama loves you, not him!"

"That's my man." Jack grabbed Noah's face to leave a loud kiss to his forehead. "Alright, you're free to go until dinner."

After Noah ran towards the living room, Jack turned back to you, pulling you against his chest and kissing your forehead. You assumed that he'd let it go, but with Noah being inclined to tell anyone everything, that was not very likely.

"So, you cussed someone out because they flirted with you? I knew you had a little crush on me, but damn."

"I really don't like you that much." you eased your way from his arms and went to the fridge to pull out a water bottle.

"Then, why, Mama?" Jack narrowed his eyes at you as you opened the water bottle. "Hm?"

"Because he was talking shit about you."

"He doesn't even know me, it doesn't matter."

"Either way, he has no business talking about you. It just irritated me." you shrugged it off and Jack frowned when he noticed how closed off you became.

"Is that all?"

"Yeah. I'm the only person allowed to talk about you." you teased him, and he chuckled before pulling you back into him.

"You know I don't care about what people say about me, right?" he told you, his voice low as he spoke into your neck.

"I know, but you're good to us. And I know it was stupid to go off on that guy, but I'm tired of hearing it. You work hard, and you love us."

"I love you more than anything."

"I love you, too." you told him, leaning up for a kiss.

"Oh, I know you love your man." You rolled your eyes and Jack laughed before letting you go. "Now, I really have to put a ring on that finger, so people know you're my girl."

"Yeah, that would save me a lot of trouble. I mean, look at me, I'm bound to get hit on." you turned slightly to give him the best angle of your butt and giggled when he blushed.

"Hey, that's mine!" Jack yelled behind you, as you ran out of the kitchen before he could grab you again.

[jackmanduh]

He looks so adorable!!! My stinka!!!����

[kilbygrl]

NSFW ALPHABET; jack harlow

pairing: jack harlow x fem!reader

category: smut

summary: my version of the nsfw alphabet with jack.

warnings: the whole thing is pure smut. MINORS DNI or you'll be blocked.

a/n: hello! i hope y'all like my version of this! i was thinking about doing it for a long time now and i finally did it! good reading lovies!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Jack might be the king of aftercare. He loves taking care of you after sex, even if it’s a quickie he always makes sure you’re fine. He loves giving you baths, feeding you if you’re hungry, or just cuddling. You could ask him anything and he would do it, he’s badly in love.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

In himself, he likes his arms, he works out and just love flexing it, he’s so proud of them too. And about you, he loves just everything, but always pays special attention to your ass, thighs and boobs. He loves holding your hand during sex too.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person)

Favorite: inside you. He has a breeding kink and absolutely love seeing his cum dripping of you. He loves coming in your boobs and ass too, he surely would take Polaroid pictures of it to keep on his wallet.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He would like to go to a swing club, but never brings it up, cause he fear you would accept it. So he keeps it to himself, just thinking about how amazing would be fucking you in front of all those people.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Jack’s pretty experienced. He’s been with a lot of girls before you, but he always make sure to experience new things with you too, so you can have your own “firsts” together.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

They call him “Missionary Jack” for a reason. Man just loves it. But he loves cowgirl and doggy just as much. He loves seeing your boobs bouncing while he fucks you, holding them, and loves kissing your back while he fucks you from behind too.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Man’s a goofball. He jokes all the time, mostly to make you feel comfortable and just because it’s the way he is. He’s so fucking funny without trying. But if he’s jealous, he wouldn't make any jokes. He’s serious and only cares about fucking any attitude out of you.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He keeps it trimmed, not completely shaved though, he feels more masculine when there’s some hair, and doesn’t really like the feeling of it without any hair. And yes, the carpet match the drapes. Down there his hair color it’s the same as his beard.

As for you, he doesn’t care. He’s an adult and understands that body hair it’s a natural thing, and just goes with whatever you want to keep it. And if you let it grow, he'd make the bad "let's explore the jungle" joke before going down on you.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

He absolutely loves the intimacy he has with you. He loves holding your hand, praising you, whispering things on your ear, he just enjoy loving you closely. And he loves being praised too, it’s an turn on for him.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t have the time, mostly, so if he’s home, having sex it’s way easier, and if he’s on tour, he would probably do it a few times, late at night, he would call you or maybe see some videos you send him, or that you two filmed.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink. He absolutely loves filling you up. I’d say spiting kink to, he loves spiting on your pussy and mouth whenever he gets a change. Public sex. The anxiety about getting caught absolutely has he going. He doesn’t have a lot of kinks, though.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

As mentioned previously, he likes public sex. Could be in a bathroom of a restaurant, some corner where no one checks, you two even did it on a plane bathroom once. And his bed. He put some money on it, and god, that man loves having sex on his bed. Kitchen counter too.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Mostly anything you do, to be honest. Isn’t hard to turn him on, he loves when you touch his neck, caressing his skin, he’d get instantly hard. You wearing just panties and any of his big shirts. Your legs are a big turn on to him. And whispers. You whispering on his ear make him crazy.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that involves you getting really hurt. Or him, either. Anything about age play it’s a big no to him too.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

This man knows how to eat pussy. He spent some time perfecting his skills on you, and now you just thinks it is fucking perfect. And he loves it. He could eat you out all day and wouldn’t complain about it.

He loves receiving too. Not a big fan of deep throat as everyone knows, but he wouldn't say no to a good head. Specially from you.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends. He could do both. He likes slow and sensual sex as much he likes fast and rough sex. You usually alternate between the two.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

You two prefer having sex, but quickies are not out of deal. You mostly do it before shows, backstage, when he gets to be on the stage in like 10 minutes.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Oh, yes. You two love experimenting, as much as you like talking risks.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

Jack could go two good rounds, maybe three if you squint.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

You own some, Jack likes to bring it to bed, using them on you. But you two didn’t own any together, but he wants to change it soon.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Jack’s a fucking tease. He loves to tease you, leaving you dripping for him. He would purposely do things to make you turned on, and wait so long to have sex with you, just to see how you would react. It’s such a fun game to him.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He wasn’t very loud when you two started having sex, but after a long time and telling him that you absolutely love the sounds you make, he stated to be more vocal. Moaning, groaning and whispering your name on your ear any chance he get.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He asked Urban for one of his cameras so he could film you two having sex, with your consent, of course, and forget to take the SD card off, so when he get the camera back to Urb, he saw like three seconds of you two and texted Jack, but he was so pissed that makes you and Jack laugh for about 30 minutes just thinking about it.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

As suspected, he’s big. That man it’s 6’3”, so you wouldn’t expect less. Not that big that would rip you apart, but enough to get you drooling when you see it for the first time. I’d say 7 inches, maybe a little more, pink tip, and some veins running along the sides of it.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s high. But he wouldn’t expect sex of you all the time, and you wouldn’t too. So he keeps it to himself.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not really quickly, only if he’s super tired. Normally he loves spending time with you after having sex.

[badbihk]

What Goes Around... Comes Around

Toxic jack x ex gf reader

part 1 part 2

it had been a year and four months since jack lost you and he hadn’t had a moment of peace since.

486 days of pain.

6 months of sobriety and intensive therapy. jack knew he had his own problems and narcissistic ways. he had convinced himself that if he put in the work, then you would find your way back to him. that’s how manifestation works right? as much as he learned about healthy coping mechanisms and unlearning toxic behaviors; he still found himself on your boyfriends instagram.

liked by yourinstagram and 142 others

yourboyfriendusername 8 months strong 💪🏾💕 @yourinstragram

yourinstagram 💕

wtf? thats all he has to say? jack couldn’t help but laugh. he knew you weren’t as happy as you pretended to be. two months ago, in the middle of the night, you had randomly unblocked him on everything . neither of you had said a word, but jack knew what that meant. you had gave him the opening and now all he needed to do was pick the perfect time to make his move. there was no way in hell he put in all this work to not get his girl back. he didn’t care who you were dating, hell you could be married and you would still be his girl. he went off of Instagram and opened the messages between y’all. should he text you? he really didn’t want to start shit, but at the same time he didn’t give a fuck if he started shit between you and your man.

you sighed as you turned off your phone. were you gonna meet him tonight? of course not. he did you so dirty for so long. what would you even say? what is there to even say? you say your phone down and walked into the empty living room. your boyfriend was out of town visiting family, leaving you with nothing to do all weekend. you truly liked your boyfriend as a person, but as a partner ? not so much. he was thoughtful and loyal but that’s about all you could say. besides that he was messy, annoying, clingy, and as jack said corny. everything he did have you the ick. you felt as if you were dating a child in a grown man’s body. he couldn’t even make you happy; let alone make you cum. that was never a problem with jack. wtf? why am i even thinking of jack. fuck him. you sat down on the couch and turned on the tv half paying attention. maybe you should just go talk to jack. you never really got closure right? but you would be just as bad as jack was to you if you went over there. if it was going to be on your mind so hard maybe you should just go over there? no. absolutely not.

jack stared at the last message he sent.

read at 5:51

damn. so that’s how you was gonna do him? he shot his shot and you blocked the fuck out of it. now you were just gonna ignore him. fuck that. he didn’t care if he had to pull up at your house and sit outside for 3 days straight. he couldn’t do this anymore he wanted to see you. NEEDED to see you. he felt as though he had played his role. yes he constantly stalked all your social media and called you 30 times in one day, but that was months ago. ever since that day he saw you in person, he made the conscious decision to leave you alone. absence makes the heart grow fonder right? he sat there for 45 minutes deep in thought; debating if he should just come see you. he finally just gave up. after all this over thinking he definitely needed a nap.

jack had been asleep for a little over an hour before he was woken up by his phone going off. he rolled over and answered without checking who was calling.

“hello” he said husky voice while sitting up against his headboard.

“why the fuck would you tell me to come over if you aren’t going to answer the door” you say as you ring the doorbell yet again. “i’ve been knocking for ten minutes. You wanted me to come over and i came but im finna leave bc i feel like you are playing”. were you mad? no, but you were irritated. you put your ass on the line to come over here the least he could do is open the door.

“ y/n I swear to god i was asleep and didn’t hear you my bad im coming now.” jack says practically hopping out of bed and racing to open the door.

as he opens the door, he feels his heart skip a beat. you looked beautiful. he felt like he was seeing you for the first time again.

“ are you gonna stare at me or let me in?” you question

“my bad” he says opening the door wider for you and stepping out of the way.

you weren’t trying to be rude but it was like once you saw his face all the anger came back. you truly loved this man and he took advantage of that. why tf did you even come here?

jack could sense your attitude from a mile away. you had been here for 20 minutes and hadn’t said a word. he sat next to you on the couch as he watched you scroll through tik tok aimlessly.

“ look im gonna go. i don’t know why i came here. i thought we would talk about everything or something but im good on this.” you say while standing up and reaching for your purse.

“wait y/n please don’t leave we can talk if you want to i just didn’t want to bring up everything because i didn’t want to trigger you. i figured if you wanted to talk about everything that’s happened you would bring it up”

you sighed and sat back down facing him. “you go first because i’m pretty sure you understand how i feel based on how i left your ass”

damn. that what probably deserved jack thought to himself. “ look i fucked up. you did everything in your power to keep me happy. you stuck around even when you shouldn’t have, even when i didn’t appreciate you. i hate that it had to take me loosing you for me to finally understand. real love is hard to find and you gave that to me. as cliche as it sounds it was never you because it was always me. i let my own insecurities and demons take over and control me. on top of that i was always drunk and high trying to ignore the battle that was going on in my head. you didn’t deserve anything i put you through and i am truly sorry. i don’t care if you don’t forgive me, i need you to know how sorry i am. i will be spending the rest of my life trying to make it up to you, even if that means just being your friend and supporting you from afar. i made my bed and now I have to lie in it. i do love you and always have but i couldn’t be the man you needed, and i have spent months trying to change that.” jack said while tearing up.

“jack i-”

“ im not trying to be rude but i don’t need you to say anything i just wanted you to hear that so maybe it could give you some peace of mind. i want you happy with or without me.”

you don’t know what took over you, but before you could even think about what was happening your lips were on his and you were on top of him. the kiss was so passionate and needy. it was like you both needed the other to breathe. how could you have gone this long without him? his hands had a tight grip on your ass pulling you as close to him as possible as you straddled him. it felt as if you could finally see him for the first time in almost 6 years. this was the jack you had fallen in love with, and this was the jack that brought out the best in you. it was like you were in a trance until you realized what you were doing. you quickly jerked back, breaking the kiss.

“we can’t do t-this jack” you say standing up and taking a few steps away from him. “i can’t hurt him like this”

“okay I understand” jack says while remaining seated and adjusting himself through his pants “why did you say it like that” he questions

“like what?”

“like you are trying to convince yourself that you don’t want this”

you sighed. he was right you did want this but what type of person would that make you?

“just say the word y/n and ill be on my knees for you right now giving you exactly what you want” he says as he gets up and takes a step toward you, causing you to take a step back into the wall.

you feel his thumb against your clit rubbing circles through your leggings. of course you weren’t wearing underwear today. you could feel your wetness soaking through the thin fabric.

“do you want me to stop?” he questions as he applies more pressure causing your knees to buckle.

“no please don’t stop” you moan out while digging your nails into his shoulder trying to steady yourself.

jack drops to his knees in front of you and pulls your leggings down to your ankles. your hands instantly goes to his hair gripping his curls. he runs his finger across your soaked slit and puts the same finger in his mouth, sucking on it.

“you always taste so good” he says before putting two fingers into you causing you to let out an airy moan. his thumb finds its way to your clit as his fingers work in sync pumping in and out of you as his thumb is rubbing delicate circles on your throbbing clit. with his other arm he lifts your leg up and onto his shoulder giving him better access to you. he replaces his thumb with his mouth causing you to dig your nails into his shoulder and moan out his name. it doesn’t take long for you to feel your orgasm building. it had been so long since you actually had an orgasm and it felt as if you were going to explode. jack adds in another finger as his mouth is still latched on to you.

“jac-ck im close” you moan out as you throw your head back against the wall. you legs began shaking uncontrollably but jack placed his free hand firmly below your ass forcing you to stay up and take it. you squeezed your eyes shut as you cum all over his face leaving his beard soaked. any other time you would be embarrassed about the fact it only took you five minutes to cum, but right now you couldn’t care less.

jack stood up giving you a kiss and allowing you to taste yourself all on his lips. he then went in the other room to clean himself off before coming over to do the same to you. he tosses the towel in the hamper before helping you over to the couch.

holy fuck you. you couldn’t believe you had seriously just cheated on your boyfriend but honestly you didn’t regret it one bit.

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I am addicted to your fics but can you do one where y/n breaks up with jack bc he doesn’t spend time with her anymore. Y/n is also famous and her fans ask why they unfollowed each other and they aren’t posting each other anymore. Jack makes it up to her. Like angst to fluff.

Moving On - Jack Harlow x f!reader

Meeting Jack one year ago and him asking you on that first date was possibly the biggest blessing and curse. The nickname Princess that he often used with you was one that was well suited for you considering he always treated you like one. It was for the simple reasoning that Jack Harlow was whipped. The boy loved the chase and when he finally caught you, he held on like his life depended on it. Even fans started to pick up on it and you two slowly began to become the internet’s favourite couple. Part of it was due to you both never shying away from sharing your relationship publicly, especially when both your careers were smaller in scale.

Now with his rise to fame, and his increasingly busier schedule, all of that seemed to slowly fade. FaceTime calls were scarce; growing longer in time between calls. It was frustrating to say the least, especially because it felt like you were putting in more effort into the relationship than he did.

Jack sighed as he ran his free hand through his curls. The other hand held onto his phone tightly in front of him as he stared at your face that was present on his screen. "I thought you of all people would understand this life. So why are you constantly complaining?” he muttered.

You scoff and shake your head in annoyance. One thing about Jack was that he was stubborn. The both of you had always agreed to be communicative during your relationship but whenever you tried to bring up something that was bothering you, he always took offence and an argument ensued. "I want to be dating you, Jack! Not my phone! You barely have time for this relationship--I'm always the one flying out to where you are or rescheduling my shoots. I can't-I can't keep being second place to your work," you say with a sigh. "You don't ever try to compromise--"

“Y/N you know that I’m busy—”

You furrow your brows, the pettiness rising within you. “You weren’t fucking busy when you were in South America letting that brazillian bitch prance around you—”

Jack clenched his jaw as he let out a steady breath, trying to remain calm. “Why do you keep acting like that trip wasn’t also work?” he interrupted with a question. “And I fucking told you before that nothing happened between me and her. She was exaggerating our interactions.”

“Jack you don’t get it! When you asked me if you should do that festival-you knew it was the only week I had free before my next project,” you frowned.

Jack let out a frustrated sigh, “baby I told you to come join me—”

“And I told you I wanted to go back home to see my family that I hadn’t seen in a year and I wanted you come with me and you still didn’t consider it,” you argue. “I always come to Lousville for you and you never do the same Jack.”

“Why don’t you cut the fucking bullshit excuses and just tell me what you want,” Jack said firmly, his tone and expression fully annoyed.

At that, you were truly baffled. You couldn’t believe your ears because after all of this talking, he still didn’t know the root of the argument. All you wanted was for him to be more considerate and spend more time with you but apparently that flew way over his head.

Taking in a shaky breath, you pause a moment before you let out a sigh. “I want to break up with you…Because I just can’t do this anymore,” you admit quietly.

Jack’s eyes widened as he let out a scoff, his face turning red with anger. "Are you fucking kidding me right now?! You’re breaking up with me?” he asked, his voice raising.

“Yes because you don’t care anymore!”

“You know what? Fuck you,” was all he said before he hung up the FaceTime call on you. He proceeded to toss his phone aside before he leaned back in his bed and ran both his hands through his hair then down his face. His heart rate was picking up and the urge to cry was overwhelming. “Fuck,” he muttered, his breathing now laboured.

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It was now two months later and to say you felt empty was an understatement. You missed Jack more than anything. You thought you’d be accustomed to it from the fact that even while you two were together, spending time with one another was difficult. But now you realized you took the little things like your little nightly FaceTime calls for granted.

Since the breakup, you managed to cleanse all of your socials from all occurrences with Jack. Neither of you put out an official statement of the breakup but your fans were able to assume correctly with the way you archived all of your photos together and stopped posting him and showing your support towards his shows.

Now you were sat in a dressing room, preparing to go on Ellen. Your publicist convinced you it was a good idea despite you actually hating the tv personnelle.

“Okay Y/N. You’re on in five,” an assistant spoke, you nodding to confirm.

Also in LA, Urban sat in the van with the tv on, waiting for your appearance on Ellen. Jack was off doing something in preparation for one of his shows later that night which had Urban confidentally use the massive tv rather than his phone.

To his luck, Jack barged right in the second you appeared on screen. Urban slightly panicked, searching for the remote which made Jack laugh at his best friend.

“You’re watching porn on the big screen now?” Jack teased as he toed off his shoes before he glanced up at the tv. “Oh,” he mumbled, his breath getting caught in his throat as he watched you and Ellen greet one another.

Urban instantly felt bad, his fingers finally finding the remote. “I Uh-I can turn it off.”

Jack quickly shook his head, “nah. It’s fine,” he said, plopping down onto the couch next to his best friend. “The fuck is she doing on Ellen? She fucking hates her,” he mumbled, crossing his arm as he watched curiously.

After sharing greetings and talking about your newest project, Ellen started to ask the invasive questions. You truly wished you could’ve avoided it but knowing her, you couldn’t.

“So you’re recently single right?” Ellen began. You licked your lips in annoyance before you shrugged nonchalantly, choosing not to say anything which only made Ellen smirk. “Its not a false assumption considering you deleted all of your photos with the rapper Jack Harlow.”

You sigh. “Well then you assume correctly,” was all you say.

Ellen hums in acknowledgment. “Are any of the rumours of why you broke up true?” she asked.

You shake your head. “None of them are true. It was just…bad timing,” you shrug, anxiously playing with your fingers. “I’d um…I’d honestly rather not talk about it,” you breathed out.

Jack continued to watch with a frown. “Bad timing? She didn’t even try to make things work between us!” he argued, mainly to himself. Urban sighed before he looked to Jack. “Dude if watching this is just gonna make you mad then let’s just go out—”

“I’m fine, Urb.”

Urban threw his hands up in surrender. “Whatever you say.”

Back in the studio, Ellen continued on with her interrogation towards you. “Are you dating around?”

You shake your head and let out a small and almost mocking laugh. “Nah. It’s a bit insulting if I was able to move on that quick don’t you think? I’m working on myself too you know. Don’t think I can say the same about him though,” you mumble under your breath, referring to how multiple photos of Jack and other women were surfacing on the web post breakup. The catch was he wasn’t actually sleeping with any of them.

Ellen grinned, having felt successful at getting some pettiness out of you. “You’re right,” she chuckled. “But it’s been two months and you deserve happiness so…let’s play who’d you rather!”

You furrow your brows and nod slowly. “So what’s the objective?”

“I’ll show you two men and you choose who’d you rather go on a date with,” Ellen put simply. You nod in understanding before you lean back in your seat in preparation.

The screen shifts and presents two men. “Justin Bieber or Drake?” Ellen mused in question.

“Drake for sure,” you respond with a grin. “I love Toronto so he’d be taking me there,” you joke with a shrug.

Jack scoffed but remained silent as he continued to watch, his jaw clenched.

Drake remained on screen and Justin was then replaced by Shawn Mendes. “Hm still Drake,” you confirm. Ellen nods and the next pair showed up.

“Ooh okay…are you still with Drake or are you choosing Chris Evans?” she smirked. Your eyes widened and a small laugh escapes you. “Ooh this one is tough…Chris Evans is really cute,” you think aloud.

“He’s an older man,” Ellen points out. You shrug, “sometimes you need that maturity,” you muse, indirectly insulting Jack. “So I’m choosing Chris.”

Ellen smirked. “Chris or Bryson Tiller?”

“Ooh Bryson is so fine.” You say without hesitation. “But he’s taken and I love his girlfriend so I think I’ll stick to Chris.”

The next photo that appears puts Chris against Jacob Elordi. Eyes widening slightly, you pause a moment for contemplation. “Damn…I think I’m leaning towards Jacob,” you confess with a small blush. “I like how tall he is and his accent is to die for…” you swoon. “He’s definetly very attractive. I wouldn’t mind going on a date with him,” you shrug.

The game continues and you stay persistent with your choice being Jacob which has Jack fuming to say the least.

Rolling his eyes, Jack stood up abruptly. “Fuck this,” he muttered, shaking his head and walking away.

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“Jack Harlow! Thank you for joining us today,” the male radio host mused. Jack smiled politely and nodded, “thanks for having me,” he said back.

“Okay now we’ll definetly get into your upcoming album and the making of it but first…I think we all collectively want to know the tea,” the man smirked.

Jack let out a small laugh before he shrugged nonchalantly. “Shoot man. What you wanna know?” he asked, leaning back in his seat confidentially.

“You and Y/N man…what happened with that? It got messy real quick.”

Jack let out a sigh. “It is what it is,” he shrugged. “Aight but who broke up with who? Cos she’s moved on pretty quick—”

“She broke up with me…for some shitty ass reasons too. But I gotta clarify and clear my name cos some people think I cheated but I didn’t. I loved her too damn much to do that to her,” he mumbled, looking away momentarily and clearing his throat.

The interviewer furrowed his brows. “So why y’all break up then?”

“She wanted more attention then I could give her,” he shrugged. “Nothing nasty happened. It’s just life.”

The interviewer examined Jack’s reaction a moment before he asked the next question. “You still in love with her?”

Jack let out a sarcastic laugh. “All ima say—haven’t been laid in a hot minute. Can’t seem to get it up for anyone but her,” he joked.

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When fans caught wind that Jack was still in love with you and couldn’t move on, some hated you for it while others encouraged him to win you back.

He wanted so badly to text you or reach out in any way but he never did. Partly due to the fact that he didn’t want to lose his dignity but the other factor being that he thought you’d reject him. You did break up with him after all.

After hearing about Jack’s interview, you became desperate for him. Nothing serious ended up happening with Jacob and it was mainly because Jack was still on your mind 24/7 and after hearing he still loved you—you wanted him back.

When his album released, you listened to it the second it hit midnight, a mix of anxiety and excitement present as you heard it. By the end of it, you were so incredibly proud of him.

At that moment, you decided to just bite the bullet and text him. You had missed him so much and you thought maybe this was your only chance.

You: Hey J. I just heard the album. I’m so fucking proud of you. I know how hard you worked on it and it shows. It’s a masterpiece.

Neelam saw Jack’s phone ding and light up with a notification and she couldn’t help but glance to see who it was. When she did, her eyes widened.

“Who is it?” Jack asked, munching happily on some chips. Neelam licked her lips and cringed slightly. “It’s Y/N…but I think you should ignore her text—”

Neelam barely had the chance to finish her sentence before he snatched the phone off of the coffee table, his eyes widening. His heart rate picked up as he read the text over and over, a smile making its way onto his lips. Noticing this, Neelam let out a sigh. “Jack she’s only gonna hurt you again if you text back,” she warned.

“She won’t,” he defied stubbornly. “And it’s none of your business,” he mumbled, slipping out of the room and heading into a more private one. He bit his lip as he contemplated how to respond to your text.

Jack: You in LA?

You: Yeah. Until the end of the month

Jack: I’m doing a meet and greet tomorrow. Come over to my hotel after I’m done?

You: I’d like that a lot

Jack grinned upon reading your reply. It felt like he was on cloud nine in that moment, the giddiness overtaking his entire being. He quickly sent you the details and for the first time in a while, Jack went to bed excited for the next day.

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As you approach the hotel Jack was staying at, your nerves were getting the better of you. You contemplated one too many times if you should turn back but you wanted to see him more than anything.

The second Jack heard your knocks, he immediately swung open the door. Both your breaths got caught in your lungs as you stared at one another. It had been too long for either or your likings.

Without missing a beat, you instantly throw yourself into him, your arms wrapping around his neck. “I’ve missed you so much,” you breath out into the crook of his neck. Jack took the opportunity to embrace you back, his heart beating wildly at you being in his arms again. “Miss you too mamas.”

Eventually he takes the step to pull away with a small smile on his lips. He takes your hand and leads you into the hotel room, the two of you taking a seat on the edge of the king sized bed.

You both sit in this half awkward half comfortable silence before he decided to speak. “So um…you and Jacob?” he mumbled in question, looking down at his feet.

Your brows furrowed and you shook your head. “We went on like two dates but nothing happened.”

“But you wanted something to happen right?”

“What? No,” you respond back firmly. “Was too hung up on you still to allow anything more to happen.”

Jack scoffed, “but you obviously wanted something to happen though? Y’all looked real close in the photos that came out,” he said lowly. “If you were still hung up on me then you wouldn’t have gone out with him.”

You take in a sharp breath as your eyes narrowed at him. “Did you ask me to come here for you to argue and get your frustration out or something?”

Jack let out a defeated sigh as he ran a hand through his curls. “I still love you,” he confessed, so quietly you almost didn’t hear him. “And it hurt me so much that you moved on so quickly.”

Your hand instantly reaches for his, giving them a gentle squeeze. “Except I didn’t move on. I tried because I thought it would make me feel better but I promise you Jack nothing happened. I couldn’t bare the thought of being with someone other than you,” you said softly, looking into his baby blue eyes. “Because I still love you too. But I couldn’t keep going with this relationship being one sided. It wasn’t fair.”

“You keep saying one sided like I fell out of love with you or something,” Jack said in offence, his brows furrowed.

“It’s what it would’ve turned in to,” you said. “Jack-baby it got to the point where we barely talked. You stopped doing all the little things that I loved- you stopped caring completely. I put in so much more effort than you did. Was I supposed to wait until you really did fall out of love with me or found pleasure in someone else?” you asked, not having even realized that you had begun crying.

Jack instantly cupped your cheeks with his larger hands, wiping away the tears with his thumbs as he looked at you with pure determination in his features. “I promise you I’ll do better. I’ll stop blowing off your family and I won’t miss any more anniversaries and I’ll call you every fucking day like it’s a religious obligation. I’ll be the boyfriend you deserve,” he promised. “Just be mine again,” he practically begged.

“I’ve always been yours,” you say, smiling softly before you eagerly sealed the deal by pressing your lips to his in a passionate kiss. Jack kissed back with fever, the two of you desperately clawing at each other to get even closer if possible. You moaned softly into the kiss as Jack laid you both down on the king sized bed, his hands running down your hot body, making butterflies erupt in your stomach and for the wetness to pool between your thighs.

“I love you so much,” he groaned against your mouth, pressing his clothed hard on against your thigh.

“I need you Jack.”

“Fuck—never thought I’d ever hear you say that again,” he mumbled softly, pressing a tender kiss to your lips again. “So let me make you feel good,” he whispered, licking his lips before smirking and inching his way further down your body.

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[harlowcomehome]

Goodbye looks good on you.

Collaboration with @nattinatalia 🦋

Part two here!

“Two years, I’ve loved him for two years, and it’s never enough” you sobbed on the phone to your best friend Marisol.

You and Jack had been together for two years, on and off but mostly on (in your opinion.) The two of you constantly argued about his fear of commitment. You were ready to fully insert yourself into his life, but for some reason he continuously held back which started most of your arguments.

Marisol was your only friend who knew about your relationship with Jack, besides your parents. She was also the only friend you had that would tell it to you straight up, so you were thankful she was the one who knew.

“I think it’s time girl, I think you need to give him an ultimatum” she groaned. Marisol loved you but just like any friend would be, she was tired of watching you get your heart stomped on over and over again.

“What if I lose him? For good this time?” You sobbed, catching your breath was nearly impossible. Your chest was heavy and your stomach was in knots, this unfortunately wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling when it came to your relationship with Jack.

“If you lose him, then it wasn’t meant to be.” Marisol can hear you cry even harder, “Babe, you deserve nothing but the best in the world, yeah he makes you happy and you love him, but what if that’s not enough?”

You nod through the phone, listening to her “I know, you’re right, you’re always right.”

“I don’t do it to be right, I just want you to be at your happiest and the amount of times you’ve called me crying, it’s breaking me too.”

You hear the front door open, so you quickly start wiping your tears “Mar, he just got home.”

“You got this, call me if you need me okay?”

“Okay, thank you.” You hang up the call, make your way to the living room and find Jack sitting down on the couch, his head thrown back and his eyes closed.

“Hi, how was the studio session?”

“I really don’t want to talk about it, if that’s okay” He answers, without looking at you.

You sit down next to him, “You hungry? I can make us some quesadillas.”

He shakes his head, “No, I’m good.” He turned his head to face you, he noticed that you’re fidgeting with your fingers, which always means you’re nervous and need to talk to him. He knew you like the back of his hand, which sometimes was a benefit and sometimes wasn’t.

He sat up, his demeanor, more serious now “What’s wrong?”

You shook your head, “We need to talk, we can do it some other day though, you seem tired.”

He rolled his eyes, sighing heavily “Y/N, just tell me.”

“Why is it that every time I wanna talk to you about my feelings or our relationship, It’s an issue?” You hated how defensive you got, but he knew exactly how to push your buttons.

“Maybe because every time I think we are fine, I come home to a shit storm” his brow furrowed, he was clearly exhausted from work, and maybe now wasn’t the best time to bring this up but you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Fuck it” you stood up, and Jack knew you were about to cry.

“Baby” he sighed, “I’m sorry. I’m just everywhere today. I’m here, talk to me.” He was finally looking at you, he stood in front of you, and waited for your reply.

“Do you love me?” Your lip quivered, and you knew he would think it was a silly question, but you didn’t really know where to start.

“Of course, you should know that I love you. Where is this coming from?” His voice was stern, being vulnerable, was never his strong suit.

“Jack, we just got back together and I don’t want to keep doing this on and off thing” you swallowed.

“Then we won’t break up again, simple” he shrugged, genuinely feeling like that was enough of a solution to stop this conversation from happening.

“And that’s nice to hope for, but I need more of a commitment than that” you sighed, you knew how he felt about this type of conversation.

“You’re bringing up marriage again?” He sat down, still watching you as you stood in front of him.

“Yes and no” You tell him, but he looks at you with confusion and annoyance.

“What is it now?”

“Marry me or let’s go our separate ways” you challenged.

“What? Are you serious right now? An ultimatum?”

You looked up at him, and felt a bit offended and hurt by his reaction. “Jack, we’ve been on and off for years and somehow we always end up in the same place we were when we ended things. I want a real commitment, I want stability, I love you, you love me, so I don’t see the issue.”

He shook his head, rubbing at his face. “So if I don’t propose then that means I don’t love you enough? Is that what you’re saying?”

“No but Jack, I’m just tired, I’m tired of the back and forth between us. If you can’t see or understand where I’m coming from then I don’t know what to tell you anymore.”

“Can we just sleep on it? Today has been exhausting, coming home to this, I just don’t need this right now.”

“Then when? It’s always tomorrow, or later with you. Can’t you see that it’s hurting me?” You shake your head, “You have me here in this condo, hiding away. Nobody even knows I exist.”

“So Urban and Cope are nobodies?” He got defensive, his signature move.

You look at him, raising a brow, “Really? Because to my knowledge, only my parents, your two friends and Marisol know about our relationship.”

Jack sighs, he walked closer to you and wrapped you in a hug. “Okay baby, I get it, I do.” He pulled back, lifting your chin so you can look up at him. “I’ll do better, we’ll do better.”

You chose to believe him, for the sake of not going to sleep angry. You did remind him you were being serious and he seemed to know that.

The next morning you woke up to a giant bouquet of flowers and your favorite drink. Jack was sitting there waiting for you at the table,

“Good morning beautiful” he smiled and you walked over to him, sitting in his lap. Your arm was wrapped around his shoulder. “You don’t have a studio session today?”

“I don’t, I actually wanted to talk to you about what we discussed last night” he seemed to be more calm today than yesterday so you took the bait.

“Yes?” You smiled, eyeing him up and down.

“I did some thinking and” he paused. “I planned a big dinner tonight and I think it’s time you meet everyone” he smiled.

“Really?” Your eyes widened and he laughed at the look of shock on your face.

“Really! Baby girl, I love you and I need everyone to know it” he smiled and you practically started to cry.

“Your parents?” Your eyes continued to water.

“And grandparents” he smirked and you hugged him, feeling him chuckle against your chest.

“Can I invite Marisol?” You asked him, pulling away from the hug.

He nodded, rolling his eyes, “Yes, obviously!”

“Thank you baby.” but a realization dawned on you, you jumped out from your spot “Wait, what am I going to wear? I don’t even have my nails done.”

“Babe relax, I have all that set up for you. You and Marisol will go for a spa day, and get your nails done while I make sure everything is set up.”

You jumped on him, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. “I love you.”

“I love you too, pretty girl.” He pecked your lips.

You and Marisol spent your morning and afternoon shopping and getting your nails done.

You decided on nude nails, and a beautiful black dress, with feathers around the chest area. You and Jack walked into the restaurant, hand in hand.

Jack felt your nerves, “Babe, relax” Jack chuckles.

“I can’t help it, I’m nervous to meet everyone.”

“Everything will be okay.” He reassured you before going inside the hall where dinner would be held.

When you walked in, you immediately scanned the room, looking at the beautiful set up, the lights across the room, the candles and the flowers.

You quickly scanned the room, nervous at all the unfamiliar faces.

Jack walked you towards a table, “Y/N, these are my parents and grandparents.”

You smiled “Nice to finally meet all of you!” They were warm and inviting, and gave good hugs.

“It took some time right?.” Maggie, his mom says, staring at her son. “But we’re happy to be here” she reassured you.

You smiled at that, and wrapped your hand around Jack's arm. The six of you fell into a comfortable conversation until Jack decided it was time to introduce you to everyone else.

After a while you took a bathroom break, quickly finding Marisol and taking her with you.

“Have you seen my parents around?” You asked her, washing your hands.

“No, I was hoping to sit with them since I don’t know anyone here other than the guy with the face tattoos and the one holding the camera.”

You chuckled “that would be Cope and Urban.” You retouched your lipstick. “They should’ve been here by now no?”

Marisol stared at you, “Maybe he didn’t invite them? You think?”

“He wouldn’t do that, I mean this is a huge night so he knew I would’ve loved to have them here.”

“It’s weird isn’t it though? He didn’t include me in any of the planning, and your parents aren’t here.”

“I guess” you sighed, you were trying to focus on the positive aspects.

“Hey, hey, none of that.” She held both of your hands. “Maybe they’ll show up!”

You nodded and walked out, making your way to Jack in the center of the room. He gave you a smirk, one that made you narrow you eyes at him.

“Harlow, what are you up to?” You asked and he just laughed before grabbing a microphone from beside him.

Jack is holding the microphone to his mouth now, “Can I have everyone’s attention please?”

You heard the room go quiet and all eyes were immediately on you both.

“The reason all of you are here wasn't only so you can finally meet the woman in my life, it was because I wanted you here for a special reason” He smiles, squeezing your hand. “Y/N and I have been together for two years now, and like every relationship we have our ups and downs, but if there’s one thing I’m sure about, and it's her. I can’t picture my life without her in it.”

Jack gets on one knee in front of you, you can hear everyone gasping. You clearly weren’t the only one in the room who was shocked.

“Y/N, baby, you make me the happiest man on Earth. Will you do that forever? will you marry me?”

You were immediately overwhelmed, your eyes filled with tears and you couldn’t speak. You simply nodded in response.

He chuckles, “I don’t think anyone can hear you. Use your words baby.”

“Yes, yes, a million times yes” you screamed and he chuckled.

He slid the ring on your finger, standing up and you two shared a long and passionate kiss.

Soon you were surrounded with his family and friends, all congratulating you both. Marisol ran over to you and hugged you tight.

“Bitch, let me see the ring.” You smile and pull back from Marisol and show her.

“That’s beautiful, he did good and so quickly” she smiled.

You agreed but you couldn’t help but feel a bit sad once you realized your parents weren’t there.

“Hey, can I talk to you real quick?” You pull Jack aside, you felt guilty for ruining the moment but you couldn’t help it.

“What’s wrong?” He could tell by your face that you were upset about something.

“My parents, did you not tell them, or invite them?”

He shrugs, “You invited Marisol so I figured you would call them.”

You couldn’t help but feel frustrated. “Jack, are you serious? You didn’t think I would have wanted them here?”

“What do you want from me? I gave you what you asked for, now it’s my fault your parents aren’t here?”

“What I asked for? Did you not want to do this?” Your lip trembled.

“Baby, I spoke to your dad, I asked him for his blessing and he was happy about it. He said yes obviously” he replied.

“You did? You asked?” It didn’t change your mood entirely but it was a start.

“Yes, now can we go back to celebrating?“ he held his hand out to you.

The rest of the night went smoothly, you spent the night talking and dancing with everyone.

When the night was over you and Jack drove around for a while, and just talked about the future.

You felt at peace with your decision, knowing at the end of the day he was your soulmate.

Soulmates always end up together, right?

[starythewriter]

Sex with Jack Harlow all night (ONESHOT)

Minors DNI! Smut. 18+ unprotected sex. Always use protection.

A/N: 7/16/23: omg- y’all thank you for 100 NOTESSSSS I LOVE YALL for all the support!

Jack ends up fucking you roughly and deeply.

You're so fucking good that he barely registers you've come until you groan loudly when he releases his cum inside of you. Jack takes off his own shirt in between pants and looks down at your chest where you're still shuddering from the orgasm. "Shit. I didn't mean to fuck you so much." He pulls out a small towel and wipes at his chest while he waits for you to get your breath back. It only took a couple seconds but you are still catching it as you try to process what just happened. Jack doesn't want you to think this was an accident.

You smile and shrug,

"It wasn't so bad." And then

you give him another kiss. This one has some tongue. You have to pull away after you're finished because both of you can't handle kissing too long or having too intense sex. You need your brain for something more than just lust. You're not a slut like that. But Jack knows you'll go right back if he makes you feel wanted again. That's okay with him, though. He needs to know how to make you feel wanted. So, you don't stop. Not even when he starts to move. His hand is on your hip, holding you to him while he thrusts into you over and over. Your hands slip under his boxers and you touch him through the fabric. It feels good. A lot of things do. Jack lets out an approving noise and holds you tighter against him. The two of you are sweaty now, both breathing heavy. Jack can tell you were enjoying yourself too. The way your legs are wrapped around his hips, the moan you made.

His cock is still hard, leaking precome. Jack tries to pull away but you hold him closer, wanting more of his weight. 'Come here. You whisper.Jack doesn't have to be told twice. He lowers himself and you suck on him gently. Jack's hands travel lower to rest on your ass, pulling you close. One hand goes into your hair, the other rubs gently over your clit until you start moaning again.

Jack's thrusts grow faster, harder. Soon, he can't control himself anymore. He comes hard and fast inside of you and he knows it won't take long before you finish coming too. He kisses you hard as he rides out his orgasm and then he collapses beside you in a heap. When you catch your breath and calm down, you snuggle close to Jack, resting your head on his shoulder. He puts his arm around your waist, rubbing circles into your

back.

The two of you lie there together for several minutes, just basking in the moment. When Jack finally gets up, he kisses you, you kiss at moan at him. He smiles at you fondly when you ask for another kiss. "We need to clean up," you say eventually.

Jack nods, smiling fondly. He helps you to stand and then leads you toward the bathroom, which isn't all that far. Jack turns on the shower once you're both inside. He grabs a washcloth and wet it quickly before running back to you. He cleans your face and neck. While doing this, he tells you about his day and how much fun he had with his friends at school. When he's done cleaning you up and getting rid of the leftover semen in your underwear, he kisses you again. It tastes different this time and you're a little surprised to find Jack isn't kissing you the way he did before. You tilt your head up and meet his eyes before asking him about it. "Is something wrong?"

Jack shakes his head, "No, nothing. Then he pulls you into a hug. He's still holding the washcloth, wiping the sweat from your forehead.

Your skin is sticky. Jack presses a soft kiss to your lips before putting his hand under your thigh and pushing you onto the toilet seat. You gasp in surprise. "What the fuck?" you say. "I thought I was supposed to be washing you?"

Jack laughs, *I'm taking care of you. Now shut up and let me clean you." Before you can argue further, Jack climbs on top of you and starts scrubbing the soap suds away from your body.

It's slow at first but when you realize he's going to keep at it, you reach for his dick. You wrap your hand around it, caressing it gently until Jack pushes you aside gently and continues rinsing your body with the wash cloth. Once he's finished washing your body (he also lathers you up with a nice cream, using his fingers), he pulls you up to stand by your feet. You're naked save for your panties and the wash cloth.

After drying off, Jack grabs your hips and asks if you want to ride him, you agree and start to ride him aganist the well while he fucks you deeply.

It's really fucking amazing. He loves watching your pussy tighten around his cock as he hits your sweet spot. Jack wants to hear you cry out loud with each thrust of his cock. You look so beautiful right now that you could put the stars to shame.

It's like you're glowing with the sun itself. Jack loves it when you come, especially when he

loves it when you come, especially when he watches your face. He likes seeing your eyes close tightly and the look on your face when you lose control. The way you shake your shoulders and grip the counter behind you. When he sees the look of pure ecstasy on your face, he decides to give you a big smacking. His mouth on yours is like nothing else in the world. It doesn't matter that he's being rough or demanding or that your body is writhing underneath him. All that matters is Jack's hands and lips on you, his hands cupping your breasts, his mouth sucking on you.

And all that matters is how much you love it.

Once you're both spent and Jack is done washing you, he carries you to bed. There are no words spoken, but you know this is what they're doing.

You don't care. As long as you're in bed together, nothing else matters. Jack kisses your cheek before climbing onto the bed with you. You roll over and curl up next to him, spooning him. He's warm and smells like his soap. Your hands wander down his bare torso until they land on his belly.

He reaches down and covers your hands with his own. The feeling sends sparks flying through your veins. You sigh happily, leaning your cheek against the side of his ribs. Jack runs a hand up your arm and tugs on a strand of your hair before falling asleep.

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[harlowsbby]

Sorrows

"You don't miss me Jack, I don't know why you're trying to convince me that.”

You were out and having fun with your friends Chloe and Halle they had invited you to tag along with them for the Grammy's after party and you knew there was going to be a 50/50 chance that you'd run into Jack and gosh you wished you hadn't.

Instead you were trapped in a corner with your newly ex trying his best to win you back.

The love both of you had for one another was very strong but there was so much troublesome in your relationship with Jack. He acted as if he reciprocated the same energy as you but he did and there was so much unfaithfulness that you knew you had to end it.

You were lying if you said you weren't yearning for his touch some nights.

"Come on Y/N stop acting like that. You know you miss me just as much as I miss you, let's stop playing this cat and dog game and just kiss and makeup."

He slurred his words, you scrunch your nose up in disgust. Jack was never a drinker but the smell of beer and tequila reeked all over him.

"Jack just move so I can go home we're done and we've been over this many times." You tried to squeeze past him but he was budging.

The two of you were so deeply and madly in love you had a strong relationship and connection right from the start but somewhere in there things started to crumble and end badly on

Jack's end of course. You were lying if you didn't say there was still some underlying love there.

"Please Y/N one more chance that's all l'm asking for and if I don't prove you wrong then WIlleave you alone." You sighed heavily, looking up at him you smiled faintly as he smirked down at you. You hated the way he had you wrapped around his finger.

"Fine, but this is your last chance Jack and if you fuck this up l'm don-.?

"Done with me for good I know I know, I'll text you later baby, I love youuuu." He song sang before removing himself from you and walking away. You watched as he walked away and sighed. Things could either be changing for the better or for the worse.

The next day

“Wait hold up so you took him back? Y/N I thought we were leaving all these weirdo dudes behind this year.” It was the following morning you had spent the night at Chloe’s and of course she was nagging and going on and on about Jack.

“What was I supposed to do Chloe? He had me cornered and I mean I sort of kinda miss him.” You mumbled.

“Are you being serious? Are you hearing everything that’s coming out of your mouth right now. He played you like a violin and you’re taking him back like nothing.” Chloe had a point Jack made you look like a fool on the internet he played you many many times but you went back to him every time.

“It is what it is Chloe just please be nice when he comes to pick me up later please. For my sake at least.” Chloe thought about it for a second with a stone cold look on her face before giving you a half smile.

“For you I’ll let it go but if he acts weird or if I catch him doing something shady I’ll kill him myself.” She joked and went back to stuffing her mouth with pancakes. “Oh I know you will Chloe.”

Later that night

You honestly didn’t even feel like going out tonight all you wanted to do was stay inside and stay warm, winter just started in Louisville and you hated how cold it always got. But staying inside wasn’t an option when it came to Chloe.

You got up and started getting ready for the party is wasn’t anything fancy just a little gathering so you decided on some leggings and a pink hoodie, Jack had gifted you awhile back. After you finished you sat in-front of your vanity and started on your makeup.

You were about to apply your lashes when you got a message. Looking down you noticed it was Jack. You quickly opened the message and rolled your eyes when you read it.

Jack 💗

- sorry baby I can’t make it tonight.. I’m stuck in the studio but I promise I’ll make it up to you tomorrow 💕

You were about to give him shit because it was always something when it came to him but you realized he was getting more popular now and hanging out with you came came second to everything.

You had a gut feeling that he wasn’t telling the truth but you couldn’t help it. He was a liar and a damn good one at that. You always questioned everything that came out of his mouth nowadays.

You quickly texted him back saying it was fine and you’d love to meet up with him tomorrow to which he responded by leaving you on read.

“Figures.” You mumbled but you weren’t about to let this bring you down.

“Who are you over there texting?” “It’s Y/N.” Urban spit out his drink he never thought in a million years he’d be hearing your name coming out of Jack’s mouth again.

“Wait you two are back together or something?! when did this happen.” Jack put his phone down before giving his attention to Urban.

“Yesterday, I followed her to the bathroom and basically cornered her and asked if she’d take me back.”

“So you’re together again?” Jack shrugged his shoulders “I mean I wouldn’t exactly say that but whatever floats your boat.” Urban was confused now and wasn’t understanding anything Jack was saying.

“What does that mean exactly?” Jack sighed. “I mean come on Urban I’m Jack Harlow you know how many girls will die to have a night with me.”

Urban didn’t wanna hear anything else Jack even had to say mainly because he knew a bunch of bullshit was about to come out his mouth.

“Y/N is a good fuck and that’s all.”

Urban didn’t like that one bit even though Urban was use to Jack using girls he didn’t think Jack would ever talk about you that way. You were one in a million and ever dude in Louisville knew that.

Instead of arguing with Jack, Urban suggested they go check out the party you were going to tonight.

“We can’t go there Y/N is going to be there.” The last thing Jack wanted to do was run into you especially after he told you he’d be in the studio. “We can go to Sunni’s party then?” “Yeah that sounds good.”

“Y/N are you almost ready? I hope not because plans got changed we’re going to Sunni’s party. So you might wanna dress down a bit.” Chloe yelled from downstairs.

“What? for what? I was excited for the little get together.” You pouted and put on you all white new balances.

“I guess Ella got sick last minute so Sunni’s party it is.” Your nose scrunched up to the sound of Sunni’s name it isn’t that you didn’t like Sunni he was just one of the main reasons for Jack’s not so loyal ways.

On the way to Sunni’s house Jack was the only thing on your mind you twiddled and turned the ring he had gifted you on your anniversary and smiled weakly at it. It was a promise ring with your birthstone in the middle.

“You know I lied I’m glad you’re back with lover boy I guess.” Chloe joked making you smile at her. “What happened to wanting to kill him earlier?”

“I know you really love him Y/N, I can see how happy he makes you.” Jack made you very happy you just really wished this time around was really different.

Once you pulled up to Sunni’s house you noticed the familiar black Range Rover parked in the driveway.

“Is that Jack’s car? Or am I delusional.” “I’m not sure but didn’t you say he was at the studio?” Chloe said.

You looked back at the car one last time before shrugging your shoulders and letting it go, maybe it was someone else’s car.

The minute you entered Sunni’s house you wish you hadn’t. There was people making out on the couch a few people throwing up outside but what caught your eye was a familiar long haired kentuckian on the couch.

“Urban is that you?” Urban cursed when he heard your voice but he couldn’t let it show that something was up. “Y/N? What are you doing here.” He said with a tight smile, Urban wasn’t that great when under pressure.

“The other party got canceled so we decided to tag along here, I’m surprised you’re here I thought you would’ve been at the studio with Jack.” He furrowed his eyebrows.

“At the studio?” “Yeah that’s where Jack said he’d be tonight.” You watched him intensely as he fiddled with his fingers.

“Oh right yeah no I didn’t wanna go you know I’m always with Jack I just needed some me time.” Urban laughed nervously before turning his attention to anything other than you.

“Are you okay Urban? You seem a bit off.” You noticed the way his chest started to rise and fall and the way his hands clenched around the shot.

“I’m good Y/N, I just need some air so if you don’t mind I’m just gonna step outside for a bit.” He quickly got up and stepped around you. Before you could say anything he was dashing through the crowd of sweaty bodies.

“Well that wasn’t weird at all.” You flopped on the couch and just leaned back watching everyone dance and sing. Man how you wished Jack was here or something you missed him so much being in his arms was some place you’d rather be.

Eventually the many shots of tequila got to you and the only thing calling your name was the nearest bathroom.

“Where are you going?” Chloe removed herself from the guy she was making out with.

“I gotta go pee or else I’m gonna go right here and right now.” You squealed as you did the potty dance. “You want me to come with? I don’t want you to go alone.” By the look of the guys facial expression he didn’t want Chloe going with you.

“No, I’ll be real quick.” She was hesitant but let you go.

Urban eventually came back inside and that’s when he noticed you weren’t on the black leather couch anymore. His eyes widened as he scanned the room, that’s when he saw the back of Chloe’s head.

“Where is Y/N?” Urban asked Chloe, the guy groaned as Chloe pulled away again. “In the bathroom.” Urban’s eyes widened. He knew Jack was upstairs probably deep in some random chick.

Chloe raised her eyebrows. “What’s that face for? Is she not allowed to use the bathroom.”

“I mean she is like she can I just fuck I’ll be back.” Urban quickly dashed up the stairs and after you.

“Hello?! Is somebody in there I have to use the bathroom.” You sighed and banged on the door all you wanted to do was pee.

“Just a minute.” Some girl yelled from behind the door. “Please hurry I have a really weak bladder and I have to go.” You cried out as you began to shift from one leg to another.

“Y/N.” You turned around seeing it was Urban. “Hey Urban.” “Whatcha doing? You know there’s another bathroom downstairs.” Urban knew he had to try and get you downstairs before Jack came out of the bathroom.

“I don’t think I’ll make it downstairs besides she’s almost done.” His eyes grew twice the size. “She?!” Urban yelled which startled you because you weren’t sure what his issue was or why he was yelling. “Yeah she? As in a girl.” You said slowly trying to make sure he understands.

“Well I’m sure if you just run you’d make it.” He tried taking your hand and leading you to the other bathroom but you weren’t nudging.

“Urban can you stop what’s your issue? You’ve been acting weird ever since I got here.” You placed your hands on your hips.

“Are you hiding something from me? If you are tell me what it is.”

“What?” He huffed and laughed.

“You know I’d never hide anything from you Y/N.” You weren’t falling for it and just as you were about to press him to tell you more the bathroom door opened revealing the girl.

“That was so much fun I’m definitely giving you my number so we can have a round two or three, thank you again Jack.” She giggled and placed a big sloppy kiss to his freckled nose.

“Jack?” You said and turned around slowly watching as some red haired chick gave you a look of disgust before brushing past Urban and You.

Jack’s smirk was quickly gone once he saw you standing there.

“Y/N?! What are you doing here.” He said nervously. “I could ask you the same thing Jack, this definitely doesn’t seem like the studio.” You mumbled.

“Uh I got out early and I ended up just coming here to kick it for a bit.”

“Right you just came here to kick it but it seems like the hickey on your neck says otherwise.”

You felt like a fool because once again he had played you but there wasn’t going to be any second chances this time.

“I’m done with you Jack all you do is play in my face I’ve given you chances after chances and you just love to make me look like a fool.” He watched how your eyes begun to get teary. “I hate you so much Jack and I mean that.”

He went to step closer to you but you stepped back. “Please let’s talk about this somewhere else.”

“There isn’t anything to talk about we’re over with Jack.” He tried to grab you but you pulled away and quickly ran away.

Urban clapped his hands slowly which gained Jack’s attention. “I hope you’re happy Jack.”

“Oh fuck off Urban you know she’ll come running back.” Urban chucked. “I don’t think so Jack but if you don’t mind I have a friend to find.”

Jack watched as Urban ran after you, Jack didn’t feel any type of sorrow at first until it finally hit him maybe you were really done with him but he didn’t just lose you that night he also lost his best friend.

“Y/N! Stop running please.” Urban cried out. He sighed in relief when you finally stopped running and leaned against his cry. When he was close enough you just cried in his chest and Urban just let you cry it out.

“Let me take you home please?” You sniffled and nodded and got into the car. You were exhausted mentally and physically.

The entire ride home Jack was the only thing on your mind. Maybe this was how things were supposed to be all along maybe he wasn’t the one for you. Maybe things were never going to be the way you painted them out to be. But something in you so badly wanted things to be different this way but boy were you wrong.

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[tinydeskwriter]

Could you write a Jack fic where (referring to this) where Gerald maybe approaches y/n or keep trying to pursue her even tho she’s in a relationship with jack? (or something along the lines of that, it could even be another celebrity or something) When I read it, i’ve come to realize I loove some jealous!jack… If not, then ignore it 😭

-🍒

BRAWL

She felt Jack’s arm possessively on the back of her chair, and his free hand left the nonalcoholic cocktail on the table and found a place on her thigh, his blue eyes fixed on Gerald, who was glaring back. Y/n smirked, kissing her boyfriend’s jaw and bringing his attention back to her, Jack smirked at her.

They had been together for a couple of months now, and they were going slowly and not so discreetly. Photos of the two together had been leaked—PDA included—, but neither had publicly commented. It had been his idea for them to go out.

Celebrating another successful magazine cover in Y/n career. Zack and Urban had tagged along, as well as two of the model’s best friends, Crystal and Meg.

Crystal was already on her third Cosmopolitan, and trying to convince the group to stretch out for a nightclub, Y/n couldn’t even contain her amusement at her always composed friend enthusiasm.

“Do you girls want another drink?” He asked pointing to the empty glasses around the table.

“Please.” Crystal smiled handing the glass to the tall brunette, Jack just smiled, amused at the woman’s slightly intoxicated state.

Meg refused, she was driving Crystal home later as the two shared a house in Laurel Canyons. Urban offered to go along with his best friend while Zack said he would stay back and gossip with the girls.

“Thanks babe.”Y/n thanked him, offering her lips for a kiss as he got up from the table towering over her.

Jack kissed her. “Always a pleasure, Babygirl.”

The of them just watched the man in all black leather outfit walk away.

Jack had swagger, he was handsome and stylish, it didn’t surprise Y/n that half the unaccompanied women in the room watched him walk.

“Are all rappers like that?” Persephone turned to her friend with a question mark evident on her face, Crystal rolled her eyes. “Little bitches.” The model laughed out loud at what her friend said. “I’m serious, Colson treated you like a goddess when you guys dated back in…2018? 2019?, I still remember him serving us coffee in a pink silk kimono.Gerald was a ass by the end, but he adored you and gave you the world. And now Jack, who is as sweet as sugar and clearly obsessive with you. So my question is: are they all like that?”

“Bitch I’ve only dated three, can’t exactly speak for the entire rapper population on the planet.” Y/n arched her brows, amused by Crystal drunk and uninhibited. “But rappers are usually more intense artists, rappers and rockers really, it seems like 95% have a tragic childhood history and abandonment trauma. They make good boyfriends, at least for a while.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a commotion in the bar.

“Is there fight at the bar?” Crystal asked, turning around to see what was happening.

Y/n quickly recognized the two tall figures facing each other by the bar, a barman and Urban trying to contain the two.

“Shit.” The blonde grabbed her bag and Jack’s cellphone and ran towards where the crowd was starting to gather to watch the rappers fighting, Crystal and Meg following a little behind.

“Y/n stays here.” Zack tried to stop her from approaching the fight.

"Let me help Urban, security will probably break up the fight already." The two of them managed to break through the human barrier just in time to see Jack swung at Gerald. The Bay Area rapper was able to dodge the punch, and threw one of his own, hitting Jack squarely in the face. Y/n yelled at the two of them to stop, and even tried to get closer when Meg stopped her.

“Girl, that’s a $400,000 Diamond Birkin, very hard-to-get Special Edition, you don’t want to risk it in a bar brawl.” She reached for her friend’s purse, taking it with herself as she then walked around the fight towards where she saw her Cosmopolitan sitting at the counter, she sat on a bench not far from where Gerald’s new arm candy was, watching her ‘boyfriend’ fight over his ex. “Your self esteem is very low if you stay with him after seeing him fighting over his ex. It’s rock bottom on another level.” She sipped her drink.

On the floor, Gerald was on top, holding Jack by the collar of his leather jacket, and delivering two punches in sequence to the younger man’s face. The Kentucky rapper managed to punch the other in the face, baffling Gerald enough for Zack to catch him, three security guards arrived and helped keep the two apart.

Jack didn’t need much restraint, while Gerald needed to be held by two bouncers.

“You stay the hell away from my girl.” The Bay Area native singer yelled at the Louisville rapper, loud enough for many in the room to hear as he pointed his finger at the other, bloody knuckles for all to see.

Jack needed to be restrained by the security guard with a hand on his chest, he smiled at his opponent, a smile red from his own blood.

“Man, what girl? Y/n and I’ve been dating for months.” The younger man gloated.“Bro, you only have yourself to blame for the end of your relationship, don’t blame me for your imbecility, it’s logical man, if you have premium steak at home, you don’t go look for cheap burger on the street.”

Y/n finally went to Jack’s side, one hand going immediately to his face and examining the bruises on it.

“I’m fine, Babygirl.” He put his arm around the young woman’s shoulder and kissed her temple, clearly teasing the other man.

The model looked at her ex with fire in her eyes as they were escorted to the entrance of the establishment, Crystal was just behind, drink still in hand, Zack had his arm around her shoulders.

Y/n wrapped her arm around her boyfriend’s waist, the two began to walk out of the establishment without more words, Urban and Meg close behind.

Crystal turned to her best friend’s ex.

“You broke her first you know? She was Ride or Die for you, too bad you didn’t see it before it was too late. Now she got herself someone who treats her right.” She turned to the receptionist, tapping her medium, polished, manicured fingernails on the glass in her hand. “Honey, I haven’t finished my drink yet, I’ll take the glass, put it on his bill. Don’t forget to overcharge.” And so the drunk brunette stalked out of the establishment, comically carrying two Birkins bags— one in each arm— and a glass of Cosmopolitan on her hand.