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If someone told you three months ago that you'd be dating Jack Orsino, you probably would've exploded immediately.

But now, it seems irrevocably correct. Like the world would feel wrong if you weren't dating him. Like maybe, without your Friday movie nights and after-school coffees, maybe the Earth would just...stop spinning.

Jack really is your other half--he sees you for everything you are, and makes the decision to stay every day. It sorta baffles you.

One thing about your relationship you wish you didn't love so much is The Talk you have after football games. Buzzed with adrenaline, sitting in Jack's bed and debriefing every move of the game, you feel a little lightheaded.

Jack is sitting against the headboard with his legs stretched out, looking at your socked feet next to his and tilting his head.

''Anyways, yeah, I think Curio's pass was a little sloppy, but Andrew cleaned up nice.'' Jack rambles--he's almost 100% sure you aren't listening, but you're actually really invested, surprisingly.