Getting a fake number isn't always that bad? (Jack D. Grazer)

I was sitting behind someone on a moving motorcyckle. I didnt see his face, just his back and curly brown hair. Weirdly, I knew who he was. Jack Smith. Even if I didnt see his face, I knew it was him. We sat there in a total silence. After a while, out of nowhere he started to go faster and faster.

"Jack! Slow down!" I scream
"I love you" he said.
"I-I I love you to" I say and smile
"Can you hug me, Olivia" He asked. I was bit confused, whyd he ask, and tell something like this to me now, but I didnt ask. I just huged him.
"Can you take my helmet of, and put it on you, its hurting my ears" Jack said. I hesitated but took of his helmet and put it on my head. I didnt have a helmet, cuz I left mine at home.
"I have it on now, why" I said. After that, it all went black.

Next day in the news there was an article about a boy and a girl in a motorcyckle accident. "The boy didn't have a helmet on and his brakes were broken. The boy told the girl, that he loved her and asked for a hug. Then asked can the girl take of his helmet and put it on herslef. The girl did as she was told. The boy didnt tell the girl about the brakes, he didnt want her to worry. After that the boy crushed into a building and only the girl survived. The boy give his life away for the love of his life. That night the world lost Jack Dylan Grazer."

Right now Im torturing my self as well😭 Im a terrible person...But yeah. This was only Olivias dream so it didnt rly happen. Thanks for reading❤️

~Cia✨