call it what you want

Chapter 33

Jackson

I throw the wet washrag I used to clean up Ameeriah into the washer and jump back into bed.
We didn't sleep together but I swear that I could just look at her for the rest of my life and be content.

Her cheeks are still flushed and her lips still swollen. She looks at me like she has something to say.
She opens her mouth slightly to say something but stops.

"What?" I kinda laugh.
She scrunch her brows a little. "Nothing I just," she pauses and turns her body to face me.
I'm sitting with my back on the headboard and an arm behind my head, with it turned to look at her.
"Are we like..a thing?"

I laugh a little because there's no fucking way in hell I'm letting her go now.

"Yes, fuck yes Ameeriah. Yes we're a thing now," I laugh. "I tried fucking telling you that the other day and you patted me on the back."

She puts her hands over her face. "That's so mortifying, I didn't even mean to do that."

I pull her hand from her face. "I really care about Meeriah, like a fucking lot."

She gulps. "Yeah dude, yeah," she nods her head. "I care about you too I just," another pause. "I know that that doesn't have to mean we're together," she says, referring to what we just did. "And I know that it doesn't mean anything but I just—"

"Doesn't mean anything?" I scrunch my brows. "That meant fucking everything to me. Do you know how long I've wanted to kiss you? For real? Not because someone was looking or because we were pretending, but for real?"
She sighs a little. "Jackson I know you're not a virgin that was nothing," she says.

I sit up a little. "I know that I used to sleep around and I was stupid and I wish I could change what I've done but I can't but I'm telling you now, that that with you, yeah Ameeriah that means something to me."

She looks at me with sincere eyes. "Don't be mad at me I just don't want you to—"
"I'm not mad at you Ameeriah," I exhale and rub my hands over my eyes and then through my hair quickly. I'm really not good at this.

"I'm new at this, okay? I'm not mad at all I just," I sigh. "I just need you to know that you mean a lot to me, so anything we do is gonna mean a lot to me. I've never had that before," I say quietly. "And obviously I'm not gonna expect you to just take my word for it but like," I gulp. "Let me show you that I can be what you need me to be."

She smiles softly. "Okay, yeah."

I raise my hand up and she grabs it. "Go team," she smiles.
"You're such a dork," I laugh as I lean in to kiss her.

She melts into me and after a second she leans back, leaving me with my head leaned on hers.
"So we are like, dating right?"
"Call it what you want babe," I say as I lean back in to kiss her but am met with a shove to the chest.

"Yes of course we are," I laugh. "I'm pulling a tswift," I say as I lean back into her and press my mouth to hers.
"Oh my gosh don't ever say that again," she mumbles against my mouth before she fully kisses me back.

In a swift motion, I pull her over me quickly so that she's sitting on top of me and the quick shifts makes her gasp.

I move my hands down to her hips and I feel her hands go to the sides of my head.
I feel her smile against me and in this moment I feel like pinching myself because there's no fucking way this is real right now. I feel like I'm dreaming on cloud nine.

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