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Blue Ain’t Your Colour- Jack Gilinsky Imagine

A/N: I’ve been loving Keith Urban’s new album Ripcord and this is definitely one of my favourite songs from it. Here’s a link to the song: (x) Anyway, I decided to write an imagine based on it! Enjoy!

As you sat in the bar staring at your drink, you thought about all the reasons why. Why did he do it? Why did it have to happen this way? Why did it have to happen to you? Your friends always warn you about guys. They always tell you who to go for and who to avoid and unfortunately, they were wrong about this one. They told you he was a good guy, they told you he would treat you right and he did everything they said he wouldn’t. So here you were, in a bar drowning your sorrows in alcohol. 

“You know, blue ain’t your colour.” The bartender said. You looked at yourself and realized you weren’t even wearing blue.

“I’m not even wearing blue.” You said, not really wanting to have a conversation with anyone.

“Not literally.” He said as he cleaned some glasses. 

After a few minutes, you finally understood what he meant. You had looked like you were going to cry from the minute you walked through the door and your expression hadn’t changed in the slightest at any point throughout the night. 

“You don’t need him.” 

“That doesn’t really make it any better.” You said, honestly. 

“Look,” He said, putting down the glasses and leaning his elbows on the bar in front of you. “It’s pretty obvious that he’s not gonna treat you right and it’s probably not my place to say it but the jerk is stealing your thunder.”

“Meaning…” You said, since you were a little confused as to what he meant.

“Long story short, you’re still young and there are a million guys out there and whether or not you thought this jerk would do what he did, he did it. You shouldn’t be sitting in a bar, wearing the colour blue because some guy didn’t understand what he had. Cause babe, like I said before; blue ain’t your colour…it doesn’t match your eyes.”

You watched as the bartender walked away to help another customer and you thought about what he said. It was true. Whether or not you thought he would do it, he did it and that’s just something you have to deal with. You can’t sit in a bar trying to understand what went wrong. 

As you went to pay for your drink, a hand stopped you. 

“It’s on the house.” The bartender said to you.                                           

“Thanks.” You said, getting up to leave but before you actually left, you turned back around to the bartender. “What would you say if I asked you to have a dinner with me?”

“Chinese or Italian?” He said, with a smile. You let out a laugh and pulled out your phone to get his number.

“Nice to meet you, (y/n).” He said.

“You too, Jack.”

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