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3:54am [from jack:] baby, call me
I don't read the message, getting out of my boyfriend's bed quickly and carefully. Luke stirs in his sleep then rolls over with his arm wrapped around a pillow. I sigh softly, walking into the living room. I call Jack, sitting down on the couch.
"Gilinsky."
"Hi." I breathe.
"Haven?" He mumbles.
"Yeah. What's up?" I play with the ends of my hair.
"I miss you." He says. It's been about two weeks since we hooked up.
"Jack, we can't be anything."
"What, why?"
"I have a boyfriend."
"I fucking knew he was your boyfriend."
I sigh. "Were you watching me?"
"Yes, fuck. I had to make sure you were safe!" He basically raises his voice.
"Tell me what he do." Jack says calmly.
"I...I." I stutter, knowing Jack could give me everything Luke couldn't give me.
"Exactly, just let me see you babe. Let me prove it."
"Jack, I don't want to fuck." I shake my head and run my hand through my hair a couple times.
"Come over." He whispers.
"Okay." I obey, hanging up.
I change out of Luke's clothing and into a pair of leggings and a long sleeve vs pink shirt. I place my hair into a ponytail and kiss Luke's cheek.
I walk out to my car in the cold then start to drive to his apartment. Toronto is awful when in the winter.
I park and jog out to apartment 278, knocking.
Jack answers wearing a pair of sweats that clung low to his hips. He was shirtless, tattoos were exposed all over his arms and chest. His messy black hair showed that he was just in bed. Jack smiles, letting me in and then hugging me tightly. His hand gives my ass a quick squeeze, making me welp out of surprise. Jack gives me a lazy smile, making me giggle.
"Hi." I whisper.
"Haven." Jack mumbles, moving me into his room. "Why are you even with him?" He ask.
"Look, I didn't mean to hook up with you. It was just I went to the club after we had a big fight. And I was so-" he cuts me up with a rough kiss.
"Jack." I mutter, pulling away. "I'm still with Luke."
"He's what you want but I'm what you need." Jack pushes me back so I'm laying down on his bed. I sigh, letting Jack kissing up and down my neck.
"Come on baby, we could be everything." Jack's hands trail downwards to my stomach, lifting my shirt.
"Give me time, we barely know each other." I sit up. Jack sits up too, nodding his head.
"Alright." He lays back against the head board, pulling me back. Jack places my head on his chest and I quickly cuddle my body into his side. He wraps an arm around me tightly.
"Haven, tell me about yourself."
"I'm a sophomore at the University of Toronto. 19 years old, uhh. I work at a record store downtown. I don't know what else." I shrug, looking up at Jack.
"I'm 21. Never went to college. I bathe in the amount of money I make but I still have this okay apartment. I'm a drug dealer and your future boyfriend." He winks, kissing my forehead. I laugh, looking at the clock.
"It's almost 5." I giggle.
"Let's sleep baby."
We both drift to sleep, keeping each other warm throughout the night.
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The next morning I wake up with Jack's arm tight against my waist.
"Jack." I mumble. He stirs, turning his head the other way.
"Let go." I whisper. He hesitates then lets go. I stand up, moving towards the door to get my phone from the living room.
"Haven, don't leave." He reaches his hand towards me.
"Let me get my phone." I smile, leaving and grabbing my phone from the table. I crawl back in bed and turn it on to see a bunch of missed calls and texts from Luke.
"Fuck I have class in a hour." I say, looking to see its about 10. He nods, opening his eyes finally. Jack looks at all notifications on my iphone from Luke. He rolls his eyes, kissing my lips repeatedly moving my phone away. Jack gets on top of me and kisses me roughly.
"Don't go to class." He says against my lips. I shake my head. He gets off of me and stands up. I stand up also, fixing my tangled hair.
"Will you be okay?" Jack ask. He leans against the doorway to his bathroom.
"Yeah, don't worry about me." I smile. He walks over, kissing my forehead.
"Bye baby."
"Bye Jack." I leave through the front door and drive to my apartment, ignoring a call from Luke.
I get ready and go to class quickly, only a few minutes late.
"Haven." I hear, I turn around to see Luke walking to me. I bite my lip.
"Hi."
"Where did you go?" He ask, walking beside me. I head towards the starbucks on campus.
"Record store needed me to help file some new vinyls." I lie softly, getting in line.
"Mhm." He shakes his head, catching my lie easily. "Don't lie."
"I'm not." I order a venti ginger ale and move towards the other counter. "Look, I have work in like ten minutes. I'll see you later." I grab my drink and walk to my car, ignoring Luke's calls for me to come back.
"Hey Sam." I smile, giving him a hug. Sam Wilkinson was my hot boss who was only 20, running pretty successful record store.
"Hey pretty girl. You got cashier register." He goes back to sorting some cds.
I nod, sitting on the chair in front of the register. I sort things around the desk, checking out a few people who come by.
"Hav." A raspy voice. I bring my head up from my phone, looking up at Jack.
"Jack, what are you doing?" I ask softly.
"Checking on you babe." He takes off his shades, giving me a lazy smile.
"I'm okay." I move around the counter to hug him tightly. He wraps his arms around my small frame, hugging my 5'5 height.
"What's going on with you and Luke?" He ask, shaking his head.
"Nothing." I mutter, going back around the counter. I start to braid my hair quickly, tossing it over my shoulder. Jack leans forward, kissing my cheek.
"Okay, okay. I want you to be mine soon though." He whispers, leaving the store before I could reply.
