hold tight • j.g (on hold)

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Lately Swazz has been the only friend I hang out with. Like I said before, all my friends went to live their dreams in Los Angeles. He's been comforting me and, I appreciate everything he's doing for me. I just can't wait to graduate. 2 weeks left, and I'm out. I can finally move out and live in Los Angeles.

Saturday noon

I have exactly two weeks left until I graduate and today is the day that my mom takes me to get the last bit of my senior pictures taken. My mom found a really cute place, it's exactly what I want. Finishing up my curly hair and makeup for the rest of the photos, I slipped into my outfit. I grabbed my phone, charger and RayBans and walked downstairs. I'm so excited. I have three outfits for the photo shoot, which is also exciting.

The car finally came to a stop. I hopped out along with John and my mom. The place has a beautiful green grass field, some shady trees and a field of flowers. It was beautiful, once again.

"You looked amazing in all of them." I hear Swazz compliment me in the pictures taken, as we hopped in the back seats. I smiled wide and thanked him.
(Huge time jump)
*graduation day*

The day is here. I quickly hopped in the shower, and did my business. After I blowdried my hair a little – since I'm getting my hair done at the salon and it takes a lot for it to air dry. I'm also getting my makeup done at the MAC counter, I love going there. I threw on some shorts and a tank, not caring about my outfit — since I'm wearing a tight-fitted dress and heels later on. After my hair and makeup was done, my mom and I raced home so we can get ready. We're in such rush, and I have to be there by 4:30, which is in a few 3 hours. But you know us ladies, we take our time. An hour later, I was finally done putting on my red dress with tan heels, which will go good because our gowns will be white with a few color on it — also adding last minute touches to my whole outfit. I grabbed my iPhone, clutch, lipstick and Chapstick before heading downstairs. My mom was already downstairs, getting the camera ready. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I received a text from John. I read it.

From baby boy Swazz: I'll see you later tonight baby-girl. Sorry I couldn't be there at your house to see you, I needed a good parking spot and the bleachers are already so full.

I smiled and locked my phone, putting it inside my clutch. I posed for a few pictures and then we were off.
*After the graduation*

Luckily my mom and Swazz were easily seen when everyone scattered around, looking for their friends and family. As I got closer to them I noticed familiar faces. Sammy? Nate? And Johnson? Wait how are they all here? And Gilinsky told me he couldn't make it?
"Sammy!" I yelled excitedly, literally running through the field with six inch heels. I ran to his arms and hugged him tightly. My eyes even got watery but I didn't let them fall. I just miss these fools too much. They've been gone for almost a year and the only contact we have is through a screen.

"Hey cutie! Congratulations, you made it!" I thanked him and went to hug Skate.

"Hi Nathan." I hugged him tightly, as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Hi Abigail. I missed you fool." He chuckled, showing his dimple. I said hi to Johnson and we all talked. Soon after my mom drove me back to the house, the boys obviously following in their cars. In no time, we all arrived. My mom and I decided to not have the graduation party until tomorrow — since it's already late — and my birthday is also tomorrow, so it'll be easier.

"Mom, can the guys stay the night?"

"Of course honey! I'll make you guys some quick snacks." I nodded, as the guys and I walked down to the basement. I kicked off my heels and we all scattered around the floor. It was like the early high school years. Except Gilinsky isn't here.

"Johnson, why did Gilinsky tell me he couldn't make it today? He told me you guys were going all over Europe." I furrowed my eyebrows, since it's always 'Jack and Jack.' Johnson did the same with his eyebrows, confused as ever.

"I wouldn't be here if we had a European tour?" He said confusingly. The fact that he literally lied to me, is bad enough. I don't even want to know the real reason he stayed behind. That's when I heard a FaceTime call ring, knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Who are you calling?" I asked quickly, walking over to the guys where they huddled Johnson's phone.

"Gilinsky." Sammy simply said. What the fuck? Can't they see I'm really upset he couldn't come.
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After a few seconds, Jack's face appeared on the screen. I examined his face. Oh, how I miss him. The guys all made talk with him, while I sat across from them in a bean bag, on my phone.

"Abby would want to know the real reason you stayed behind Gilinsky. Because I know for sure we don't have the European tour for another month or two." I heard Johnson bluntly asked. It caught my attention, looking up at them.

"I really don't care guys." I truthfully said, loud enough for Jack to hear through the call. I heard him sigh loudly. I only shook my head and walked over to the only bed there is in the basement. I covered myself from my waist down — since I have a dress and I'm too lazy to change — and laid in silence. After a few minutes, I heard the guys ending the call. It was silent. Feeling a dip on the opposite side of me, I peeked who it is. It was John, along with the rest of the guys kneeled and scattered around me. I felt a large pair of hands rubbing my back. No one said anything.

"What's the real reason? Please tell me guys." I told them, also sitting up in bed. They all looked at each other back and forth and sighed, before Johnson spoke up.