Can I Say I'm Sorry?

"Babe, wake up," Jack whispered next to my ear.

I groaned as I fluttered my eyes open. I looked up at the luggage racks that were above us. I wrapped Jack's hoodie closer to my body, it wasn't because I was cold but instead it was like a security blanket that I enjoyed having close to me. I climbed out of the seat going to grab my bag but Jack picked it up before I could grab it. I jokingly frowned at him because I could and I didn't like it when he did this.

"You know I can grab my own shit," I muttered.

"You could but so can I," he said.

"Fuck you."

"I know you want to."

I smirked and pecked his lips. I grabbed his hand and we walked out of the plane. I was really hoping that my luggage wasn't going to be held back again. Then again I wasn't in a rush and that's the only time it ever seemed to happen. It felt so weird to be back in Baltimore, I hadn't really thought that I would be here again for a long time. I mean tours didn't really count because I couldn't always go spend time with people here like I could this time. It would be nice to get lunch with my parents one day; I hadn't told them I was coming into town but they'd be more than happy to find out that I'm here.

"Oh my god," a teenaged girl screamed.

I heard Jack sigh. He didn't put much thought into it; it seems like they were a bigger band than I had initially thought. The girl came up and asked to get Jack's picture; neither her nor her friend payed me any mind and I was completely fine with that. They got their pictures and left, it was obvious how excited they were to see him.

"You don't realize how visible those hickies are do you," I asked.

"Well, it's your fault," he whispered into my hair.

He slapped my ass as I went to grab our bags from the conveyor belt. I turned around and gasped at him, not because I didn't like it but because it took me by surprise. I grabbed the bags and they were immediately taken from my hands. He had my backpack on his back and a suitcase in each hand. I felt bad because I could take something but I wasn't sure he'd let me.

"You know I can take something babe," I said.

"You don't need to, you're fine gorgeous," he told me.

I rolled my eyes and walked ahead of him. I started skipping like a young girl, whistling a tone under my breath. I immediately went to a coffee stand and bought a large one. I found Jack again and he was just staring at me.

"Shay, you really are a unique girl," he told me.

"Tell me something I don't know," I replied.

I held the drink out to him and he took a sip from it before handing it back. I leaned over and pecked his lips softly. He let me take one of the suitcases and I smiled at him. I appreciated him doing all the little things for me that I could do because it made me feel really special. It also made me feel strange because I wasn't used to this happening at all.

"Oh, so my mom is going to be picking us up so I'm sorry," he told me.

"It's fine, I love your mom," I told him.

We walked to where the crowd was and his mom saw us very quickly. She ran over and wrapped Jack in her arms, engulfing him in a huge hug. She smiled at me and gave me a huge hug too. She ushered us to her car outside before taking all our bags and throwing them in the trunk. I assumed we'd be staying with his parents but he hadn't said anything about this situation.

"Shay, it's good to see you again," Joyce told me.

"It's good to see you again too, it's been a really long time," I replied.

"What have you been up to?"

"I've been a studio musician and I actually just got off of tour with Sixx: Am recently."

She looked into the rear view mirror and took note of Jack's arm around my shoulder. She looked back down towards the road and opened her mouth as if to say something but shut it again quickly. I wasn't sure what Jack had told her about me so I wasn't really going to say anything about it.

"You didn't tell me about a girlfriend Jacky, you should really tell your mother these things," she scolded.

"Mom, stop, I'm twenty-two, I don't need to tell you everything," he groaned, throwing his head back.

"What are those on your neck Jay?"

I turned bright red and turned towards the window, giggling under my breath. I didn't look at him but he was probably redder than I was. I took note of the dirty look we got as she looked back towards the road. It was very strange to have her there, acting like a parent. I hadn't lived with a parent since I was eighteen so I wasn't used to this situation. We pulled up to the house that I remembered him living in back in high school. It was weird to see how little things had changed since then.

Joyce shut the car off and we all started getting out of the vehicle. Jack grabbed all of the bags from the trunk and we walked into the house. He laid all of the bags by the stairs trying to think of how to word his next sentence appropriately. It seemed like nothing had changed since I had last been here all those years ago. It was weird to go from something so fast paced as the constant tour life to something this slow paced.

"We're a little jet-lagged Mom, we're gonna go get some sleep," Jack said.

"I know you're not. If you're going to be loud bite a pillow. You're twenty-two so I'm not going to scold you. Just be safe," she said from the kitchen.

"Mom!"

I laughed as I grabbed my two bags from the floor and followed him up the stairs to his old room. Once we were both in he excused himself to go to the bathroom. I smirked to myself and dug through my bag for the lingerie that I had bought recently. I changed into it and laid down on his bed. I heard the door close and I looked over at him.

"Shay, you really are a special girl," he said as he walked over to his bed.

He captured my lips with his and I melted into his touch. It felt nice to really forget the real reason we were here. He climbed on top of me, his hands carefully touching my sides. Maybe falling for Jack wasn't so bad, even if we were never official I knew deep down that he would never hurt. Maybe I just wanted someone to sleep with all the time and I knew he was always down for that. Maybe that was all I wanted. At least he was going to help me forget about Alex's wedding which was the only thing I wanted to forget.

Notes

I'm really bored after work just about every day so that's why I've been updating lately and this is just the easiest for me to update lately. I will be writing more for Undercover soon so that is going to be worth the wait. Also, this trip was for Alex's wedding? What?

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Title credit: Too Much - All Time Low