《Jack Dylan Grazer Imagines》Jack Dylan Grazer
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I'm so sorry these are all Jack and not his characters but if you want this theme to be incorporated into like a series with all his characters, lemme know
I wake up by a blaring noise from my phone. "What the fuck-" I say and look at my beside clock, seeing it's 12:00 A.M. Just then Jack runs through the door. He runs up to the far side of the bed and grabs my face, kissing me deeply. "What is going on," I say pretty creeped out by all of this. "I want to be the one to tell you this so you don't have to find out but..." he takes a long while to look me in the eyes and he sighs deeply. "We're all gonna die at this time tomorrow," he looks deep in my eyes not expecting what reaction I would have. "Alright," I say and lay back in bed. "Wait your not going to do anything about what I just said. I told it's our last day alive and you're gonna sleep through it," he says and I nod. "Well at least I'll be dying in my sleep," I say and close my eyes for the second time. "Baby," he says and I raise my eyebrows, letting him know I'm paying attention but he doesn't speak. I peak one eye at him to see if he left and he's just staring down at me. All of a sudden he breaks out in tears. "Woah woah, what's wrong bubba, tell me what's wrong," I say and I consol him and rub his back. "I don't wanna die, not like this, not this young," he says into my neck as he lets loud sobs leave his body and all I can do is repeat "It's alright, it's ok," over and over again until he eventually stops crying. "Thanks YNN," he says and wipes the last of the tears off his face and goes to grab a tissue. I get off the bed and try to grab another pajama shirt but he stops me. "You wanna go out in style," he says and I smile. "Sure," I say and look for my finest dress and he grabs his best tuxedo. I head into the shower and try to freshen up so I could at least look presentable if I am going to die today. I decide to do the big cut to my hair as well and by big cut I mean I gave myself a buzz cut. I get on the dress and look at myself in the mirror.
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( that's the dress and jus imagine yourself with a buzz it if you don't already have one lol)
I get out of the bathroom and hug Jack from behind as he was fixing his hair in the mirror. He snaps his head to my now lack of hair and smiles. "You should've done it earlier, you look so beautiful," he says and runs his hand through my little stubs of hair. "I wanna dance with you one last time," he says and gives me a kiss on the nose. He takes my hand and leads me to the living room and we shove a bunch of things out of the way and turn off the lights. He plays our favorite song As The World Caves In and I smile faintly and hold onto him as we sway to the music murmuring the lyrics and I realize that this song has never meant so much unlike right now. We're gonna die together. That's all I want. I hold onto him tighter and a single year rolls down my cheek onto his blazer and I don't wanna ever let him go. The song ends but we still sway to the music in our heads. "Can we do the tunnel?!" I say and he nods and smiles weakly as we get into his car. We watched The Perks Of Being A Wallflower together and that has been our favorite movie since. We went on drives looking for a tunnel like that one and when we found it the first song that came up was our tunnel song. It just so happened to be Sweet Talk by Saint Motel
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We arrive at the tunnel and I smile as I let the sun roof go into the car so the air hits us like a nice breeze. I smile as I unbuckle my seat and begin to stand up so I could let my body shoot up into the air. I yell and take my hands and let them fling back and let my back rest on the roof of the car. He turns up the song and I sing along to the lyrics at the top of my lungs. When we get out of the tunnel we see a bunch of old fashioned building led and I smile widely. I get back into my seat and I can see him smiling widely at me which makes me smile as well. "What?" I say and he shakes his head and says "I just thought your were gonna say it," he says and I smile. "I feel infinite," I quote the movie and he smiles even wider. When we arrive home we spend the rest of the day together and when it hits 11:55 we both get into bed. "I love you," he says as a single year rolls down his cheek. "In this life and the next my love," I say and he smiles and I place a meaningful kiss on his lips. We both close our eyes and never open th again.
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