We heard you like music, and we realize it’s been a while since we’ve been able to see you IRL, so today we’re excited to launch our newest video series, Artist of the Month, on @music.
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Request: You and Jack Harlow are on a first date and you tell him he has gorgeous eyes and he starts blushing and you’re like “come on I know you hear that all the time” and he’s like “not from you though” so you start telling him you like other things about him because it makes him shy
Note from Nicki: I hope I met your expectations
Songs🎶: Why by Shawn Mendes
DON'T COPY MY WORK
The candles were lit and the music played in the background, faintly, as you listened to Jack talk about the Crème de la Crème tour.
The way he talked about it was so moving. He spoke about it with such passion, it was so sweet.
The way his pupils dilated when he spoke about it said a lot. You tried to listen to his words, but you were so captivated by his eyes. It was so easy to get lost in them. The blue was very calming yet so extreme.
"You have very beautiful eyes," you murmured. Jack was taken back by the sudden statement, but was very flattered. He had admired you for a long time and vice versa.
His friendship with you would always lead to a relationship. That he knew for a fact. The feelings have always been mutual; it was just simply a matter of who was going to speak up first.
You always complimented Jack, but this was different for him. Not just for him, but for you also. It wasn't platonic. It meant so much more. It was a confirmation that you were on the same page.
Jack wanted all of you in every way possible. Half of you wasn't enough for him. He wanted you to know that you were all he'd ever wanted.
A slight blush tainted his skin. You watched as he got all nervous and shy.
"Come on, I tell you that all the time", You giggled, placing your hand on top of his. His mind was running wild.
"I know, but this time it's different," he said. You understood what he meant too. I mean, he took you to one of the fanciest places in town. It's more than just a friendship now.
"Well, did you know that I like your smile?" You grinned. He laughed before he spoke.
"Seriously? Did you know that every word that I write? ", he smiled, "you are the muse in the back of my mind."
You squeezed his hand, "You and I, we'll go down in history together."
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Request: Request for Jack: Jack was having a really hard day. He came back from the studio feeling stressed and emotional. You’d never seen him cry before until now
Note from Nicki: I hope you like it love
Songs🎵: Nobody like U from Turning Red (Oh yea. I did that)
DONT COPY MY WORK
Write and erase. That's the painful pattern Jack has been repeating all day. He's been in the studio all day and not one lyric was produced.
Every word he wrote wasn't good enough. All he could do was erase what he had written. The whole day was not going as planned, and he was beginning to feel the pressure. Everyone was waiting for his new album.
The tabloids, the label, and the fans. He was even waiting for But at this rate, it was going to be a long time. The label has been nagging him about the album, and the rehearsals for his Grammy performance with Lil Nas have been stressing him out.
There are no written words.
They say pressure makes diamonds, but Jack couldn't help but feel like he was buried 200 metres under the surface of the Earth. With the pressure so strong that he couldn't move a finger. He couldn't form a thought.
The creative aspect of his mind was being blocked by the constant worry that his music wouldn't be good enough or that he would fail. The anxiety and overthinking, combined with the pressure, were almost suffocating him.
Not only him, but Urban could feel it the moment Jack walked into the studio. And he also felt it when Jack walked out. Out of frustration, he left the studio earlier than usual.
The drive home was slow and painful due to the traffic. It was too quiet. The silence only allowed his mind to run wild and go over the crazy expectations. Upon entering the house, he dropped his keys on the tiny table at the door. He slumped down onto the couch.
As you heard the door, you came rushing around the corner. You hadn't seen him all day and were eager to hear about how the album was.
Jack was always full of life and he was always smiling. But, not today. A surge of sadness washed over you as you looked at him. He sat there looking out of it as if he was drained of life.
This utterly broke your heart. You know, he has been working hard on his performance, trying to learn the choreography and spending late nights at the studio.
Somewhere inside of you, you feel slightly guilty for not noticing the toll it was taking on him.
Somewhere inside of you, you feel slightly guilty for not noticing the toll it was taking on him. You slowly made your way over, taking a seat next to him. You fiddled with your hands while you spoke. "Hi babe, how was the studio?" you asked, trying to sound as optimistic as possible.
Jack rubbed his face, trying to find the right words. He was lost for words. There was this overwhelming sense of emotion that just took over. He could feel the tears of frustration spilling over. Crying in front of you was something he never did.
He didn't want you to see him in such a vulnerable state. You pulled him into your chest instantly. This was breaking your heart. As you wrapped your arms around him, you tried to reassure him.
"It's okay, sweetie. I know it's hard, but I believe in you, "you whispered as you played with his hair, trying to comfort him. All those emotions he was holding onto needed to come out. It was for the better.
Jack stayed in your arms for a couple more moments. The warmth of your embrace made him feel better.
"Thanks, ma," he whispered, looking up at you.
This was your first time witnessing Jack cry, and hopefully your last time. It pained you to see him like that.