3 days to go:
Me and Johnson lived together since we were best friends, he had gone out with Nate to deal with these assholes who hadn't paid them in a week
I opened our fridge to look for some bacon, fuck, no food. greattttt. I turned to look for cereal in the press - nothing
I felt two hands grab my waist and spin me around, he had his hair all messy and spiking up and didn't take his arms off of me
"What's happenin baby girl," he whispered into my ear, causing goosebumps to run down my legs
"Hey baby," I smiled at him, pressing my lips against his
"I brought food, I know how shit Johnson is at keeping fresh food in the place," he chuckled and I smiled as I sat next to him at our counter top
"McMuffin?" He asked me and I nodded
He looked so good right now as I stared into his dark brown eyes, he always looked good - but right now he looked especially good
I could smell his scent from where he was standing and his dimples formed whenever he smiled at me, which made me laugh
"What?" He'd ask every so often
"Nothing," I chuckled before he came over to me to catch me off guard by pressing his plump lips against mine
Of course like usual, our small kiss turned into a make out session quickly. He grabbed hips and I could feel his tongue on my bottom lips, like a poison snake lurking on my mouth, I could feel his smile on my lips as he dragged his hands from my waist to my thigh, making me moan in pain
"I love it when you moan baby," he coaxed into my ear, I shook my head and slightly pushed him away
"No, it's my leg, it's all fucked from that asshole yesterday, I forgot about all about it," I groaned in pain
"Here, I'll help take off your shirt," he said, smirking as he looked down, I slightly hit him on the head, he just chuckled in response
I groan in pain as he touches the wound on my leg, "Shh baby, I'll take care of it," he cooed in my ear, making the hairs on my arms stick up. While he went to get stuff to heal my leg, I slid off my trousers to make it easier for him to see, I sat on the couch only wearing my black bra and matching knickers. He turned around holding vodka and tissues but that didn't stop him to smile down at me. He was wearing a black hoodie (black always was his best colour) with black trousers and was wearing a red SnapBack I got him a while back
He knelt down next to me and softly put the tissue soaked in alcohol over my wound, he quickly squeezed what was in his hand making the substance drip from his hand on to my open cut on my thigh. I hissed in pain and I grabbed onto the couch tightly, I looked at jack who wasn't smiling anymore, his eyebrows were frowned and his dark eyes were focusing on my leg
"Who did this?" He asked in a dark voice, not the Gilinsky he was a few minutes ago
"This guy me, Nate and Sammy tracked down yesterday, no biggie," I muttered the last bit, I looked up at him and he shook his head
"What did he use?"
"Eh, one of the needle point knifes I think,"
"Must be about 5 centimetres deep Margo," he said deep
Jack got the kit from underneath the sink and wrapped the white cloth around my thigh twice, when he was ripping the last bit of cloth of I touched his face with my two hands, making his dark eyes look up at me, i kissed him on his jawline and he grabbed my waist and picked me up
"My hero," I smirked before pressing my lips onto his
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Bad Boy Jack Gilinsky
Teen Fiction"This is getting too risky," "You ain't seen nothing yet baby girl,"