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YES PLS POST ALL OF THEM 😭😭😭😭 I luv ur writing miss u and ur writing

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Druski had been trying to get you to do a skit with him forever, partially because you were the It girl that everyone was obsessed with and maybe partially because Jack Harlow had an insane crush on you that he had yet to make any move on and to be honest Druski was sick and tired of hearing him moan and groan about how “Y/N doesn’t even follow me man, I followed her and nothing… Why the fuck does she even follow you?” 

He was just about done with Jack, so he wanted to do something about it.

“No Druski, I’m not doing a skit…” You shook your head as you answered his phone call.

“Nah, nah, nah! It’s chill, not a skit well maybe kinda… It’s more like a cooking show but different.”

You couldn’t lie, you were interested. 

So that’s how you ended up at Druski’s house in Atlanta getting ready to cook a whole meal with his two friends Urban and Jack. 

You had walked in a little late, saying sorry as you rushed through the door. 

“Man, I told y’all she was gonna come!” Druski loudly yelled as a camera came up to you, “Look it’s Y/N and it’s not no clickbait… Say hi girl, make sure they know you ain’t no AI.”

You laughed while waving at the camera, “Hiiiiii.”

“Anyways now that we got everyone here, let me introduce y’all to the Chefs that are gonna be feeding me and the homies.” Druski moved the camera back to him, “We’re gonna really test these motherf*ckers and see how they can work together.” 

You looked over at the other people, Urban and Jack. You knew Urban, you had met him once at a party that someone had thrown and Jack well you knew of him… but you didn’t occasionally listen to his music.

“It’s nice to see you again,” You hugged Urban first, “And nice to meet you I’m Y/N.” You smiled at Jack shaking his hand which made him give you a confused look but nonetheless he shook your hand. 

“Nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Jack.” He responded, “I just want to let you know that I’m not the best cook.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “It’s all good I can pull us through this as long as yall just follow my lead.” 

Druski immediately cut in, “I don’t know about all that because here are the rules. Basically one of yall can’t hear nothing, the next one can't see, and the last one can’t do either. So you all have to rely on each other to not f*ck it up. Especially my kitchen.”

Your eyes widen, “What the hell Druski you didn’t mention any of this?” There was no way you were about to trust two guys you didn’t even know with open fire and knives around you like that.

Jack however did not care, he was hoping to impress you and earn your trust. God, he hardly knew you and yet here he was actively trying to get into a situation where his hand could potentially be cut or burnt off just for you.

Urban was just down with it all, he had seen the trend on Tiktok a couple days earlier and thought it looked fun. 

“I swear we’re not gonna let anything happen to you.” Jack smiled at you, which made you feel a little better.

“I don’t know I’m actually kinda clumsy with my hands so don’t put too much pressure on me.” Urban put his hands up in defense making you laugh.

You sighed, giving the three of them a look before shrugging. “Fuck it.”

“Alright, alright!” Druski nodded, “And before we start Coulda Been Records is not at fault for anyone's clumsy ass and we made all three of em’ sign an NDA.”

Druski had the three of you pick a paper out of hat with what position you were gonna be. 

You were going to be completely deaf with the headphones on blast, Jack couldn’t see anything with his blindfold, and Urban was going to be completely useless because he was both. 

“We’re making pasta!” You just knew you were screaming and it made you laugh, “I’m gonna carry us!”

“Damn shawty is yelling.” Jack laughed, but you couldn’t even hear him. “She fine though so she gets a pass, matter of fact it’s turning me on.”

“What did you say?”  You yelled at Jack.

Jack shrugged, putting up his hands. “Just lead the way!” 

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n

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been waiting for you to post your jack drafts since you don’t write for him anymore 🥺 love your writing!!!

here you go, these are VERY unfinished and unedited lol... hope you enjoy or not <33 not sure where I was going with this one

Jack had been in Denver for about a week now, feeling shittier than ever. He was not even sure what the hell he was even doing there, maybe getting away from things... Things he couldn’t even pinpoint.

You on the other hand were in Denver because you lived there and went to school there. But besides that, you were on his same page. You didn’t know what the hell you were doing with your life. You weren’t even from Denver, you just had gotten a full ride to a small school. 

You were just trying to get through the days, all of them moving in a blur that meshed together.

“Have you tried any of the coffee here?” A random voice broke you out of your daze. 

You shook your head a little, your head feeling like it still wasn't in your body.

“No?”

“Huh?” You still felt like you were in a daze.

The curly haired man gave you a confused look, “The coffee? Anything worth recommending?”

“Oh…” You nodded, “Uhm I like the tea. I don’t really drink coffee if I’m being honest.”

He gave you a soft smile, “I don’t drink coffee either I was just... pondering I guess.”

You laughed, “Yeah that’s a way to put it.”

“Cherry-Hibiscus Iced Tea for Y/N!” 

“Well, whatever you get I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. Have a nice day.” You smiled at the stranger before grabbing your tea and walking out the door heading down to the record store right next door. 

Y/N… Jack had thought that was a nice name. 

“Next in line!”

“Um yeah, can I get a Cherry-Hibiscus Iced Tea?”

You loved Saturdays just like any other person, the one day of the week where you knew yesterday was yesterday and tomorrow would be tomorrow. The only day of the week were days felt separated. 

You usually spend it doing all your favorite things. Today you allowed yourself to wander into the record shop that you hardly ever went into for the sake of your wallet. 

Today would be a good day, you just knew it. 

“Crystal Castles?” A familiar voice speaks from beside you. 

You look up at the stranger from the coffee shop, “Yeah.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever listened to them.” 

“I’m sure you have, just without knowing it. They’re having a moment on TikTok right now.” You shrug.

“Is that where you found them?” 

You shake your head, “No I just watched a lot of Skins growing up and had a damaging amount of internet access at twelve.”

You expect this to be the last of the conversation but it’s not because he proceeds to introduce himself. 

“I’m Jack by the way.” 

You nod, “Nice to meet you Jack. I’m Y/N.”

Now you really expect it to be the last time the two of you talk but he’s still standing in front of you and now you feel nervous, but not in a way were you want to tell him to fuck off.

“Do you live around here?” Jack asks and you give him a questioning look, making him retract his words, “I’m sorry that sounded creepy as hell, I’m just asking because I’m not from here I’m just like visiting… Tryna get my head straight. I’m from Louisville by the way.”

His nerves somehow ease yours and you find yourself answering his question. “Mhm, I go to school here. The small one in the next town over.”

“Cool, you like it? Is this where you’re originally from?” Jack browses next to you, keeping conversation. 

You look down at his hand, he has the exact same drink as you and you smile. “No and no. What about you?”

“I think that you’re probably the coolest person I’ve met in this state in a whole week.” Jack says.

You look back up from the vinyls, staring him straight in the eyes. “Have you ever tried chocolate shrooms?”

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n

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Do u reply to anon asks?

helloooooooooo

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Hiiiiiii will u be able to write for Jack again?

i don’t know, me and him haven’t really been clicking like we used to :( … i do however have so many unfinished drafts written for him, so maybe i’ll post one of those if you’d like?

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joel miller driving with one hand is my kink

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JOEL MILLER

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I hope I live long enough to see the children of Palestine, Afghanistan, Iraq and Syria wake up to the sound of birds not bombs

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i don’t lose hyperfixations they just go dormant until I hear something about it like a sleeper agent

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HOW TO FAKE IT 2

part i.

summary: when jack and yours management team come together to create a perfect pr relationship you and jack must do your best to keep it as professional as possible... but when you have to spend a year together the lines between real and fake can become a little blurry.

STAGE TWO:  A Little Bit Of Water

It had been maybe three weeks since your trip to Louisville with Jack, where you got to spend some time with his family and friends. You were glad everyone in his circle loved him and that he trusted them because for the entirety of the time that you were with him there beside the random fan picture there was really nothing else that tied the two of you together. 

But now it was game time, because the two of you were back to the real world. 

“And you're wearing Tommy?” You asked wrapping your arms around Jack as the two of you walked into the hotel the both of you were staying at, noticing all the lingering people who were not subtle with their secret picture taking.

He nodded, looking down at you stealing a sip from your Starbucks. “Mm that’s too sweet Y/N.” 

You shrugged, “I like it sweet.”

“I know you do.” He winked at you, making you laugh.

“I’ll drink some Phocus next time.” 

“Okay actual question, do you actually like it?” Jack asks you as he presses up for the elevator.

You’re silent for a moment before you shake your head earning a dramatic look from him. “It’s not that it’s not good, it's just that I don't like energy drinks.”

“Oh but you’ll drink a twelve pack of coke in like a day?” 

You frowned, “Leave my caffeine addiction alone.”

The elevator opened up letting the two of you walk in and just as it was about to close for the two of you another person walked in pressing another floor. You politely smiled at the person. 

It was quiet before the lady turned to the both of you before smiling again, “Do you mind if I get a picture with you? I mean my daughter would kill me if I didn't. She loves your latest EP, what's it called, Honeymoon Avenue?”

You smile, nodding your head excitedly. “Of course baby, can you take the picture?” You ask Jack.

He nods, “I got y'all with a good picture.”

Jack gently takes the phone from the lady’s hand taking as many pictures of you two, smiling, hugging and laughing. You even record a video for her daughter who you learned is named Jasmine.

The two of you say goodbye as she gets off on her floor leaving you two alone for a minute longer before getting off on your floor. 

“You’re so kind and gentle with all of them, you put me to shame.” Jack smiles at you as you enter the two bedroom suite the two of you are sharing to get ready. 

“I try to be as kind as I can be, I know what it’s like to be awkward and stuff and just say things at the wrong time.” I laugh, “I was homeschooled so…”

“That makes sense.” Jack laughs along.

You push him gently, “Jerk.”

Jack pulls you into him on the small couch, shaking his head. “I’m just messing with you sunshine.”

You can’t help but notice all the freckles on Jack’s face as he speaks closely to you and you feel woozy at how blue his eyes are and you can see all the crinkles near his eyes. You stand up fast almost falling over, “Hair and makeup is here I have to take a shower.”

Jack gives you a confusing look before nodding. “Okay, I’ll let them in when they knock. Neelam and Iris should be here any minute anyways.”

You can’t even respond to him, all you can do is throw a thumbs up and shut the door behind you. 

“Oh fuck no, this can’t be happening.” You mumble. 

Jack actually has no idea what just happened and can’t even think too much about it because a whole glam team is entering the room as soon as you shut the door behind you. 

You and Jack ride separately to the VMA’s since he has to be there earlier since he’s performing and presenting. You’re excited to see him bring out Fergie.

You get out of the car and are immediately led to the carpet where fans are lined up behind barriers and cameras flashed every second. You waved at the loud crowd to your left, immediately backing up to take pictures.

“Y/N, I knew you were going to be here!” A girl screams and you laugh. 

“You look so good!” 

“I love you all so much!” You practically scream giving as many people as you can hugs, and taking selfies.

“Where’s the new music girl? And tour?” 

You bring your index fingers to your lips, “Patience is key!” 

You pose for several pictures before being led to a few people for short interviews. 

“Hello gorgeous, you look stunning.” A random interview compliments you as you walk up to them.

“Thank you, you look absolutely gorgeous as well.”

“Your outfit is seriously so simple but stunning, very classic.”

You nod, “I had to take some inspo from Mimi, the queen, her VMA look from 1997 has always been etched into my brain so I had to pull that inspiration from her.”

“Well you are pulling it off. What about music should we be looking out for that?”

You shrug, “Maybeeeee.”

You move on getting mostly the same questions. 

“And Jack Harlow?”

You know that they want you to slip up but you just give them a cheeky grin, “He’s performing today isn't he? I like his song First Class, so I’m excited to hear that.”

You’re getting escorted away before she can even respond to you.

“Good?” You ask Iris.

“Just enough.” She winks back leading you to your seat that’s right next to Jack who’s opening up the show.

Right before it’s about to begin though Neelma rushes through pulling you up, whispering something in Iris’ ear and before you know it you’re being dragged away backstage to fake airplane set. 

“First Class set, makes sense.” You giggle as you walk up to Jack who's getting mic’d up. 

You see everyone else, random models who are seat filling and several celebrities. 

Fuck it, let’s put on a show. 

You place a soft kiss on his lips, “Kill it baby.” 

Jack looks taken back for a second before pulling you back onto him and placing another kiss on your lips, “Two times for good luck.”

They lead you to your seat right across from Becky G and when you know he can’t see you touch your lips a bit. 

“You two are so cute.” You hear the familiar voice of Becky G, “You both compliment each other really well.”

You smile shyly, “Thank you.”

Just as you thought the performance is a hit and goes ever so smoothly except for when you can’t keep a straight face as Jack wraps his famous pineapple juice line to you.

And when he wins his award your heart soars with pride and you’re the loudest in the room.

“I have the most amazing support system, and the sunshine in my life right now is very bright… Thank you.”

You know the cameras are on you but the smile on your face is not for them.

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n #come home the kids miss you

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HOW TO FAKE IT

pt ii.

summary: when jack and yours management team come together to create a perfect pr relationship you and jack must do your best to keep it as professional as possible... but when you have to spend a year together the lines between real and fake can become a little blurry.

STAGE ONE: Planting The Seed

You could feel the goosebumps rise against your skin as you sat in the cold conference room watching as your manager spoke with a shorter woman, before pointing back at you. You looked away scrolling back on your phone. You knew why you were here, you didn’t really agree to it but he was on a roll in his career right now and he didn’t need anything stopping it soon which is where you came in. 

You were an up and coming singer, you were happy with your fans. You weren't the biggest but you had no complaints. You understood why they wanted this for you, why your label was going out of its way to make you the next Taylor Swift or Ariana Grande. You just didn’t understand why it had to be this way.

“Y/N…” Your manager taps at you making you lift up your head, next to her stands Jack Harlow. “This is Jack, I’m gonna leave you two here to get to know each other and stuff while me and Neelam discuss some stuff.”

You nod, giving her a small smile as she walks out. The room feels warm now, and you can sense the sweat building at the bottom of your back.

“Hi.” Jack says from across the table, he decides to make the first move. 

“Hi.” You respond.

It doesn’t last long because it’s quiet again and awkward, very awkward. 

“Look, I think we should talk and like discuss some things… we are gonna be dating I guess.” Jack rubs at the back of his neck and for the first time you can tell that he is nervous as well. 

“Okay, what do you want to talk about?” You ask.

He leans over, crossing his arms over his chest. “Well first of all are you okay with all of this? I don’t want to do this if you’re not okay with it.” 

You raise an eyebrow at him, “This was your idea?”

“What? No.” He shakes his head, “But I’m not against it. I want a Grammy Y/N and there's… Look, let's just say that some people don’t want me to have one. I’m sure you want one too.” 

You did. It was one of your biggest dreams but in order for that to happen you had to do something about it, and the industry was cut throat. 

“Fine.”

“Fine?” Jack smiled.

“Yes, fine.”

He nodded, “I like your music by the way.”

You laughed. “Yours isn't too bad either.”

Your manager came back into the room as the two of you were in conversation, coming up with things you wanted to do and didn’t.

“Ready to do this?”

You and Jack looked at each other, before nodding. 

Within the next week the four of you had multiple upon multiple meetings coming up with terms and conditions that both you and Jack would be fine with. 

“And one last thing, no one can know. Only the four of us,” Your manager starts looking over at Neelam who continues.

“Not even Urban Jack, no one. To everyone else outside this room the two of you are a real couple and you must act that way.” 

You and Jack sign for a year, enough time to get some exposure on his new album that revolves around love rather than his usual fuck boy persona, and so that the audience can put a face to the alluded person and so that you can kickstart a long and accomplishing career. 

You spend the first few weeks slowly getting used to each other. He follows you on Instagram and you follow back maybe two people notice but you don’t get a huge reaction besides a random account getting excited that two of her favorite artists follow each other.

The two of you are steady with texting about random things, wanting to at least become friends before things get more serious for the public eye. Within a month you’re flying out to Louisville to stay with him for a bit. 

“How do you like it so far?” Jack asks as the two of you eat ice cream in his apartment. 

You take the spoon that was full of chocolate ice cream out of your mouth, “Louisville or this situation?” You blubber through the coldness.

“Both.”

“I don’t think we’ve gotten far enough for me to really feel a certain way, but I haven’t been called any degrading names on the internet so I think it’s fine?” You shrug, “And I haven’t seen much of Atlanta besides your guest room and the Whole Foods down the block.” 

“Let’s do something then?” Jack looked over at you.

“Can we?”

“I don’t see why not? It’s already been a month, a little sighting wouldn’t be too bad.” Jack sits up, “Plus there's a place I really want to show you.”

The place Jack wanted to show you was only just a five minute walk around his apartment complex. A park right under a highway that overlooked a river. The moon twinkled over the water, it was really pretty. 

You looked up at Jack, “Do you come here a lot?”

Jack adjusted his hoodie, shrugging. “Not really. Not these days at least.”

“It’s pretty, and close. I think I'd be here a lot.”

Jack looked at you, “I’m headlining a festival they have here in a few months.”

“Really? That’s so fucking cool!” You smile at him.

“It’s pretty nuts, I remember sneaking into it and then when I first got my slot to perform at the smallest stage with a small crowd of mostly people that knew me from high school– Feels unreal still.”

You nod, “I can’t wait to experience that… Don’t get me wrong I love my little fan base so much and I love playing intimate shows where I can really connect with my audience but I also want to experience a crowd so big I can’t even see where it ends.” You nod.

Jack puts his arm around you, bringing you in closer to him and your heart jumps a little surprisingly, “If this goes as planned I'm sure you will.” 

“Oh my god, Jack Harlow!”

And suddenly him wrapping his arm around you makes sense.

JACKHARLOWUPDATES: Jack is currently back home in Louisville!

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JACKHARLOWFAN: he looks so cutie in that picture

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STACYGREENE5: hey! that’s me, he was so sweet even if i was acting a bit crazy lol!

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GAZEBOSTAN: why was he by himself at the waterfront?!

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STACYGREENE5: he wasn’t! he was with a girl… i’m pretty sure they’re dating bc he had his arm around her!

JACKHARLOWUPDATED: Jack and Y/N in Louisville tonight!

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USERNAME: wtf 

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USERNAME1: This is so random

JACKMANTWTAS: Y/N is credited as a writer on multiple albums, including Mac Miller, so I’m sure they’re working on something together.

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USERNAME: if it’s true, i’m sure this will be his best album bc she helped mac with swimming when she was only 17

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n

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Baby Fever part 2 where Jack is still begging to get her pregnant but it’s secretly because Jack has/had a breeding kink

that sounds like a beautiful idea anon but i’m gonna tell you something and don’t get mad at me bc i know how y’all on here don’t play about a certain ~genre~ but i don’t write smut … so sorry

#maybe one day

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this was the first thing i ever posted to tumblr, i had zero followers and a dream lmao… anyways this account got shadow banned and stuff so i had to move here 😢 long story short thank you for 500 followers 😭🩷😭 and thank you SO MUCH for reading my stuff still ILYILYILYILYILY🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

Chicken Shop Date Freestyle

Summary: You never thought you’d hear the words that were promised to only be yours ever again until one night you’re scrolling through Twitter and your curiosity get’s the best of you. Your ex Jack Harlow is saying them on a YouTube comedy dating show.

Warnings: fem!reader, fluff, angst?, a bit suggestive lmao but not really.

A/N: sometimes you watch something and you can’t get it out of your head, jack’s chicken shop date freestyle was one of em. enjoy as i try to navigate writing on here :)

Your heart dropped when you saw it for the first time. The video had almost half a million likes on twitter and it would not stop popping up on your feed and even though he was your ex and things didn’t end well between you two you didn’t stop your fingers from pressing on the tweet letting the video play aloud. 

“Spending time with someone else and I get to wishin’ that she was you…”

You couldn’t comprehend the words that were coming out of his mouth.

“Any girl can be beautiful but not any girl can just be in tune…”

Your mouth had gotten dry from being open, and you could feel your eyes water up. 

“And you so in tune, and you understand me… I make you laugh and you say to me that you can’t stand me…”

You just couldn’t believe that he was using a poem/song he had written for you for Valentine’s Day only a year ago on a fucking Youtube comedy show. And now the internet was eating it up.

It was even weirder seeing him now, the Jack Harlow that everyone was falling for saying the things that baby faced Jack said to you. The Jack that was bordering the come up, and working on What’s Poppin’ still.

You thought back to that day, you both had such a good day. 

After thinking all week that he wasn’t going to be able to come on time after being in Atlanta for so long working on music and you being in Louisville for school you were upset, all you wanted to do was spend Valentine’s Day with your boyfriend. 

You had bought the perfect dress, with tiny straps that held up your girls just perfectly and hugged your body in all the right places. It was a dress you loved and you knew Jack would too. 

So when you got the text the day before from Jack repeating how sorry he was that wasn’t going to be able to make it, you were just so over it. It had been months of him calling and texting, him saying he wasn’t going to make it or be late, or reschedule. 

You understood that Jack was doing music, you had always encouraged that side of him but he was also your boyfriend and you wanted him to care more about that sometimes. 

Something in you had told yourself to get ready and just go to dinner by yourself, you had spent a good amount of money on the dress and getting your nails done, getting waxed… basically everything you could do for someone who you loved. You’d be damned if you let it go to waste. 

So as you stood in front of your mirror, applying the last bit of red lipstick to your lips. You could imagine the surprised look on your face as Jack came out of nowhere, wrapping his arms around your waist, placing a kiss on your cheek mumbling a “Happy Valentine’s baby.”

“Jack?” You quickly turned around, wrapping your arms around his neck jumping up so your legs could wrap around his waist. “Jack!” 

“You know I could never miss Valentine’s Day Mama.” He gave you a cheesy smile, one that mirrored yours just the same. 

You leaned in placing your lips on his, it had been forever since you were able to kiss him and god you missed his lips. They were always so soft, just like yours. You could tell he missed you just as much because he kissed back with just as much passion, biting onto your lips so you would open up for him.

You let out a small moan as he gave your butt a squeeze, letting his tongue find its way into yours. You were so happy you could barely breathe, you didn’t even want to leave the house anymore, you just wanted to be there with him.

So when you dragged his hands to the middle of your back to pull your zipper down, you could imagine just how disappointed you were when he pulled his hand away and his lips. 

You gave him a confused look. 

He brushed his thumb over your red lips, “I know baby. As much as I’d love to rip off that pretty white dress and bend you over right here, we still have that dinner reservation.”  

You pouted looking up at him, “Okay but I’m holding you to that when we get back.” 

“Oh don’t you worry pretty girl, Imma have my way with you believe that.” He winked at you. 

That dinner was one of the best ones you had, the food was good and the two of you could not stop talking. That was one thing you loved, the two of you could talk for hours about anything and everything and it just made you so happy. He made you so happy. 

“And the music is good?” You asked Jack as the two of you dove into conversation about how things were going in Atlanta. “I think this is the one honestly.”

Jack gave you a look, “You said that about all of em’. Your manifestation ain’t doing shit.”

You couldn’t help but snort at his remark, he was so dumb it made you laugh. “I cannot stand you.”

You two were so buzzed, you had to get an uber back to your place. The shots that you both had ordered had piled up and you both were so giggly and extremely horny. You had missed each other so much in ways that you two could never explain or say out loud. 

“I missed you so much.” You mumbled into Jack’s lips and you two hurried into your apartment.

He was quick to take off your dress, letting it drop to the floor Revealing nothing underneath. “God I missed you so fucking bad.” He practically moaned, taking you all in.

You were by far the baddest girl Jack had ever laid eyes on and it was still so crazy to him that you had chosen him out of all people. You were under him, letting him have his way with you because you were undeniably in love with him. 

There was no purer feeling than being Jack, he completed you. 

“I got something for you…” Jack smiled down at you, drawing little circles on your bare back. 

The two of you were tangled in the sheets, sweaty, tired and full on love. 

“Jack, I thought we said we weren’t gonna get anything for each other.” You gave him a look, even though you knew that you had his present in your closet. 

“Okay, let me rephrase that… I wrote something for you.” He hummed, “And only for you.”

Jack had written verses about you before, he wasn’t very cryptic when it came to you so you knew most of the time when certain lyrics were for you. Most of the time though, it was shared on a song that had mentions of girls that weren’t you or things you had never done with him.

You picked your head up, resting it on your hand. “Oh yeah?” 

“Mhmm.”

“Say it…” You leaned in closer to him. 

It was quiet for a second between you two before Jack leaned in closer, “Spending time with someone and I get to wishin’ that she was you…” 

You smiled. 

“Any girl can be beautiful but not any girl can just be in tune… And you so in tune, and you understand me…”

God you could cry. Jack was never good with words when it came down to it, like this. He was someone who had never been in love before you came around, who couldn’t picture himself in such a vulnerable situation like the one he was in. You were it for him, you flipped that switch that he thought was stuck.

“I make you laugh and you say to me that you can’t stand me… You soul food and you eye candy…”

Jack leaned down, placing a small kiss on your lips, “That’s for you and only you.”

“Promise?” You looked into his baby blue eyes. 

“Promise.” He nodded, “I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much, but here you are.”

“I love you Jack Harlow, you’re mine forever.”

Your eyes lingered on the screen as the memory replayed in your head. What was once yours and only yours was no longer. He had given it up entirely. Everyone now had the last thing you had been holding onto.

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Heyy girl are request still open?

yes, they’re always open!

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TEXTING YOUR BOYFRIEND, JACK HARLOW.

a/n: i do these when i’m bored… also i love pedro pascal lmaoo

blue — YOU

grey — JACK

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n #come home the kids miss you #jackman

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question for all my peeps on here that read my work, do you like long or short fics? no right answer, just curious 🤍

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ok that last fic fed my delusions a little too much 😭 it felt really realistic & like that could actually happen!! i loved it

it was feeding my delusions as well lmaoooo … thank you for the love 🫶🏼🩷🫶🏼🩷