TheChristianLion

     I stare up at my ceiling. Last night had been amazing. I recall dancing under flashing neon lights and the loud music ringing in my ears. I remember how nice that Jack had been. I remember giving him my number. And then I remember leaving, saying goodbye and driving home around midnight.     My phone goes off and I pick it up. Jack is on the other end, I could tell because his accent was enchanting. Jack asked if I was free around two in the afternoon. I say yes. He says awesome and that I meet him at Starbucks. I say alright. Later I meet him and he has on a blue hoodie and a knit beanie. I wave and he waved back. "Hi Christy! Comes i

Alright, before I start, this story was originally on my instagram as an Imagine Jack series, but my mom deleted it. Therefore I am rewriting it here for my friends who miss it. Please Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------    I let out a sigh. I’ve been bored out of my mind just sitting here at this night club. All of the guys are just perverts and creeps and the only one that is actually nice is the bartender. I take another sip of my dr