50 Shades of Howell

Chapter 51 - You've Got Jack

~Jeanette's POV~

*London*

We decided that I would be staying with Ivan since Seph was with Mark.

"I can't believe I'm actually in London," I smiled, as I walked into the apartment.

"Don't worry. That feeling will fade soon," Ivan said, closing the door.

"What feeling?"

"The feeling that London is a great place."

"You don't like London?"

"It's alright. Just depressing sometimes."

"You sound like Seph. Why do both of you hate London so much?" I asked, sitting on the couch.

"I don't hate it. I wouldn't have chosen to move here if I hated it," Ivan replied, sitting next to me.

"So what are we going to do now?"

"I'm just going to sit here for now. Later we need to go into town to get groceries and stuff," Ivan blankly stated, turning on the TV.

"Can we go now?"

"We just got home."

"Please. We can invite Dan and Phil and make it an adventure."

"Why not? Go call them and we'll go."

I called Dan.

"Ivan, hurry up!" I shouted, after hanging up the phone.

"Are they coming?" Ivan asked from his room.

"Yeah. We're going to meet at their house."

Ivan came out of his room hopping to get his pants on.

"Struggling?"

"A bit. Have you seen my shoes?"

"Is this them?" I asked, pointing to the dirty vans next to the door.

"Thank God. I thought I lost them."

"Now I can see why you can't live by yourself."

"Why?" Ivan questioned as he put on his shoes.

"Because you lose everything and need someone to find your things."

"That is very true."

"I know. Now let's go."

"You are not patient whatsoever."

"Yes, captain obvious. Now let's go."

We left our house and went Dan and Phil's house.

"Shopping, yeah. Shopping, fun. Shopping with friends. It's the best, yeah," Phil sang all the way to town. 

"Phil!" Dan scolded.

"What?" Phil frowned.

"Shut up."

"You used to love my singing, sweetie," Phil teased.

Dan crossed his arms and huffed. I put my arm around Dan's waist and kissed him on the cheek.

"Don't be grumpy. You've got a girlfriend," Phil smiled.

"Phil, apologize," I ordered, removing my arm from Dan's waist.

"For what?"

"Teasing Dan. He didn't do anything to you so apologize."

Phil slumped and sighed.

"Phil."

"Fine. I'm sorry," Phil mumbled.

"Thank you," Dan replied.

"Whatever," Phil turned and started to stomp away.

"You don't have to be upset either," Dan called to Phil.

I knew exactly what Dan was going to say.

"Dan, don't you dare."

He ignored me and said, "You've got Jack."

Phil immediately stopped, balled up his fists, and started running toward Dan.

"Phil! No!" I screamed.

Phil wasn't listening. When he got to Dan, he tackled him onto the ground.

"What the hell, Ph-"

Dan got cut off by Phil's fist hitting him in the mouth. Then again on the side of the head. Dan lay unconscious with Phil on top of him. Phil was in shock, his fists still clenched and tears streaming down his face.