If You Want It, Go Get It

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Jack G's POV;

Cam can't really blame me, right?

I only did it so I can't hurt Chloe.

Actually, no...that's a lie.

I only did it so Chloe can't hurt me. I don't like letting people in because that's how I show them who I am and how I get hurt and makes my life suck even more. And on top of this ginormous pile of shit, fucking Taylor pops into the picture.

I haven't even seen him since Christmas in like 2010! I stared up at the ceiling throwing and catching a mini rubber football. Should I go talk to her?

All I wanted to do was run in there, bust the door open and run my hands up her curves and hold her and kiss her forehead and wipe her tears away. I didn't even think she would care this much..

"What am I doing....", I rolled over and put the pillow over my head.

Chloe's POV;

"I want to go talk to him so bad Taylor!! Just to see his take on it...you know? I need a reason why. That's all I need.", I looked down at the bed sheets and played with the string hanging from my sock. Taylor put his hand over mine and squeezed it.

I gave him a weird look and stood up.

"I'm sorry. I have to go talk to him before it drives me insane."

But of course, Taylor beat me to the door.

"You only gonna hurt yourself more Chloe!"

I pushed him out of the way and ran to Jack's bedroom.

"You're making a mistake!", Taylor screamed from the other side of the house.

Whatever. His disapproval was the last thing on my mind right now.

I turned the door knob and I don't know came over me, but I felt so much adrenaline and power go through me. I heard the lock break as I turned it and threw myself into the bedroom.

He didn't even turn around to see who it was. A pillow glued over his head.

"We need to talk. Now.", I ripped the pillow from his hand and after that it was a tangle of emotions and fighting.

No matter how tough I felt those 5 seconds, Jack's wrists gripped mine leaving purple and blue bruises on them. He slammed our bodies up against the wall and breathed onto my neck. I couldn't catch my breath.

"You're so hot when you're pissed. I'm so sorry.", and his lips pressed against mine.

I slid over to the door with our lips still moving perfectly in sync. He took my hand away from the door and held it tight slamming the door shut and since the lock was broken- he pushed the desk in front of it.

"No one will bother us now.", he smirked and flicked off the lights and closed the blinds. The room was pitch black with light blue streaks from the California sun peeking in. My shirt and shorts slid off and I ran my hands up and down his chest feelings the curves of his abs and muscle. I kissed them all over and rolled on the bed.

"No. We're talking.", I said trying to sound stern.

But Jack just laughed and took me in his arms again.

"I'm gonna...."

"Gonna what Jack?"

"Do this. Make it up to you. It's not the same with anyone else.", he said in between kisses catching his breath.

He marked butterfly kisses down my stomach to my hips and I could feel the hickies forming on the insides of my thighs.

I moaned and he slammed his hand over my mouth. I ripped it away.

"Jesus christ why do you ALWAYS do that?", I held his hand away and he pulled it back unclasping my bra.

"Because you're so loud."

I blushed at that and stared at the patterns on the ceiling. They had little cracks from me throwing shit at Shawn whenever we would get into fights.

"Stop teasing.", I groaned and pulled his head up and kissed him hard before he went back down and pulled off his boxers.

"Oh god.", I said wide eyed.

He gave me that half smile that made me die a little inside.

"Guess that's a good thing.", he said before climbing on top of me again.

I can't really explain what happened after that.

But we were both sweating buckets by the end and to make it short- Jack always got what he wanted.

"So this means you forgive me?", he said coming up for air and throwing a blanket over our naked bodies. It took me a minute to speak and he pushed my hair out of my face.

"...Y..yeah.", I pulled open the window to get somewhat breeze and clear the air that smelled like sex and sweat.

His hand reached around my waist and pulled me close to him.

He kissed in front of my ear, "Night babygirl."

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