"Finn! I dont want to be friends with Jack! Do you not remember what fucking happened two, maybe even three, years ago!?" I yelled, grabbing Eggos out the toaster.
"Yes, I bloody remember!"
He stormed out the house, probably out to the coffee shop with his friends who aren't famous. I noticed something on the floor, a letter and it was mailed to me.

'Dear (Y/N), I know I nearly killed you a week ago. And I'm sorry. You just woke up and I decided not to come due to you thinking me as a bad person. And I'm sorry I never spoke to you after that. That day, I was going to ask you out. I didn't know you were on the edge, ready to jump to swim. I was the one that called the hospital and then I left. I dont know what I was thinking. I wanted to say sorry in so many different ways but I thought we would never be friends ever again. I have made a letter, every two weeks I write a new letter to you and my feelings and how everything has happened. But I will never send them. Finn probably has this by now because I trust him the most out of anyone in this world. Unless it's you.
Love Jack'

I love Jack. I know I love Jack. Jack is the one and only. And I know it.

A/N
I know short asf I'm too lazy to write more and it's nearly the Christmas holidays so I'm going to make a Christmas special. Love you all bye!! Xxx