You jerk! (Jackson passagila x reader)

Coach confusion.

Y/n's pov

We headed inside the building that held the basketball court, walking side by side down the hall.

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Jackson grabbed his sports duffel bag and we were just about to leave when his coach called out.

"Where's Stilinski?!" His coach asked. "Jackson?"

Jackson turned back around to face his coach.

"Sorry, coach, I haven't seen him since the last time I saw him." Jackson said, trying to confuse him.

"Uh- and when was that?" His coach asked.

"The last time I saw him?" Jackson asked.

Coach gave a nod.

"It's definitely the time I saw him the last." Jackson smiled.

His coach stood there in utter confusion and Jackson quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me away, his face dropping.

"Who's Stilinski?" I asked as we walked back down the hall.

"Just a friend. He's never here so I always have to cover for him." Jackson explained.

"Ah." I gave a nod of understanding.