Could've, Would've, Should've-A Jack Gilinsky Fanfic

Chapter 11

“Uh guys I kinda want icecream, I think I’ll run to the store and get some.” I said, making up an excuse as to why I had to leave the house.

 

“Oh I’ll go with you.” Jack said in a bright tone.

 

“No, it’s okay, I can go alone. It’ll just be real fast.” I replied and it came out rather deffesively.

 

“Okay. Be back soon babe.” He said and kissed me quickly before I got up, grabbed my keys and headed out the door. When I was about halfway to Nate’s I realized I forgot my phone but didn’t really worry about it.

 

Soon I reached Nate’s house with a bad feeling deep down, but my brain was telling me to do it. I knocked on his front door and he answered without a shirt on with his sweats pulled down just enough to where I could see his perfect v-line.

 

“Come in.” He said with a sly smirk. When I entered the house the lights were dimmed and I felt his body come up behind me, his hand reaching in between my thighs making me bite my lip.

 

“You don’t waste any time do you?” I said leaning back into his body.

 

“There’s no time to waste.” He said and grabbed my hips firmly, turning me toward him so he could bring his mouth to my neck. He sucked harshly but it felt good, even though my heart was telling me to stop this all right now. He grabbed the back of my thighs, signalling for me to jump on him and so I did.

 

Next thing I knew I was being carried to his room and being thrown on the bed, and then feeling Nate’s body on top of mine, taking off my clothes one article at a time.

 

“Tell me you want me.” He demanded.

 

“I want you baby.” I whispered into his ear.

 

Jack’s POV:

 

I thought it was weird that Bailey didn’t want me to go to the store with her, but I wasn’t worried about it. Right after she left I heard her phone go off so I leaned over to read her screen out of curiousity.

 

Nate: cant wait to feel u sexy;)

 

“She’s fucking cheating on me!” I yelled out loud. Without explination I ran out the door, got in my car and sped off to thte address on the screen.

 

Was she really cheating? What the hell had gotten into her?

 

“I think I’m freaking out.” I said as I tried to focus on the road the best I could. By this time they were probably already fucking and that wasn’t something I wanted to walk in on. Once I reached the address I pounded on the door, hoping for a response.

 

Bailey’s POV: