H U N T E D ~ T H

13

I was scrolling down google on Tom's computer, huffing out a sigh.

I feel like Iv been sitting here for hours taking down notes while Tom sat on his bed, scrolling threw Instagram on his phone. Such an amazing help.

I stood up, falling onto the bed beside him. My ass was sore from sitting on his uncomfortable chair.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his arm tucked behind his head.

"I'm tired" I lay on my back, my head tilted to the side, looking to him.

"Take a break then" He replied, his eyes on his phone.

"I am" I yawned "why don't you take a turn."

"That's too much work" He shook his head, scrunching up his nose.

I rolled my eyes, I caught his phone screen in my gaze. "Is that Haz?" I pointed to the Instagram post of what looked like Harrison with his sister.

"Yup" He answered, tilting his phone to let me see.

"He got hot" I nodded, pursing my lips.

"He did" He laughed, agreeing "What about me?"

I looked up to him, my eyes scanning his face. That one curl falling over his head like always, his brown eyes looking into my blue ones, he was definitely attractive.

"Your alright" I shrugged.

He let out a small scoff, turning off his phone, he reached across me and put his phone on his bedside table, his face was so close to mine that I felt my heart leap.

He lay back down, turned on his side to look at me. It was silent for a moment, the only sound coming from the open window where we could hear cars driving past every so often.

"Mackayla."

My stomach sank, I loved hearing him say my name. He always called me Mack, I liked the nickname but there was just something about my full name on his lips that made it sound so special. I looked to him, humming a response.

"Who's Jack?"

"None of your business" I replied, looking up to the ceiling which was illuminated by the lamp beside me. Was he jealous?

He perched up on his elbow, looking down at me. "What happened to you?" He spoke, his brows knitted together "What happened to the Mack who was shy and quiet, who stayed inside all the time and wore those dorky glasses and star-wars shirts?"

"Is this you trying to say you liked it better when you were able to push me around and I would take it?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"That's not what I'm saying" He sighed, running his fingers threw his hair.

"Look, Tom" I began "Both of us aren't going anywhere any time soon, we're just gonna have to put up with each other."

"I can put up with you" He pointed to me, then back to himself "But can you put up with me?"

"Stop looking at me like your fantasising about fucking me then yes" I grinned.

"I don't fantasies about fucking you" He scoffed. I noticed how his eyes suddenly flickered over my face, not meeting my eyes like they normally do, he's lying.

"Look me in my eyes and tell me you haven't thought about what it would be like to be between my legs" My words caught him by surprise, his mouth hanging open slightly.

He looked in my eyes, slowly licking his lips as he shook his head no. "I wanna hear you say it."

"Have you ever thought about fucking me?" He tilted his head to the side, dodging my question "About railing me in the back room at the shop?"