Chapter 34

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Ameeriah

Me and Adare are walking to the guys' apartment to study when she starts to smile.
"So...when did you find out you liked Jackson?" She smirks and giggles a little.

I roll my eyes. "I don't really know honestly. I guess we just started getting a little closer this semester."
"You guys looked pretty close yesterday.." She drifts off.
I playfully hit her and say, "okay okay," I laugh.

Thinking about yesterday makes me want to melt. Jackson is like the most attentive person ever, which I wouldn't have expected but after yesterday? Yeah.

We open the door to their apartment and Wes is yelling at Jackson for something.

"Jackson I swear I'm gonna beat your fucking ass if you take my charger again."
"I didn't know where mine was!"
"I don't care!"

Jackson turns to us when he realizes we walked in. "Tell your boyfriend to stop being such a fucking asshole Adare."
"Fuck you," Wes bites back as he walks to the pantry and grabs a granola bar box.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" He sighs as he holds up the empty box.

Jackson widens his eyes and holds his hands up defensively. "Now that one actually wasn't me," he says backing up and Wes walks over to him.

He grabs his shirt while Jackson pushes to get Wes off of him. "I didn't even do that!"
I'm laughing while Adare goes over to the side of Wes.

"You guys are like fucking twelve year olds," she sighs as she pulls Wes towards her.
Wes rolls his eyes as Jackson smiles at him.

"I took the last granola bar," Adare says as she sits down.
"Oh so you're not gonna yell at her?" Jackson says sarcastically.

"I like her," Wes says as he throws the empty box in the trash.
"You love me Wes," Jackson says.
"Do you ever stop fucking talking?" Wes says to Jackson.

Now that they're not bickering like a married couple, we all get out our computers to study.

I'm sitting by Jackson and normally I feel so comfortable around him, but right now I feel nothing but nerves as I try and avoid eye contact.

We're busy studying and the tv is playing in the background. I think Jackson can sense that things are off because I'm not being very cool about showing how nervous I am and not looking at him.

Every time I think about yesterday, my heart picks up and I feel my face get flushed.
When I try and distract myself by looking at him typing, I feel my face heat up when I see his hands and—

I gulp.
I need some water.

I get up and Wes is busy working on some type of math work and Adare is focused on writing as essay that I get up and they don't notice.

I go over to the fridge and open it when I feel someone behind me. Immediately I smell his shampoo and know it's Jackson.

He puts his arms on the fridge on both sides of me, boxing me in.
I feel actual goosebumps when he leans down slightly and whispers into my ear.

"You know there's no point in being nervous around me when I know what you taste like," he whispers so lowly and quietly that I'm certain there's no way Wes or Adare heard it.

I gulp and feel my pulse speed up.
"Jackson," I mumble. I feel my face getting more red before Jackson slightly sighs and starts to take a step and he pulls my arm with him.

"There's no more waters in there," he says in a normal voice so Wes and Adare can hear. "I have some in my room come on."
Jackson's not paying attention to them, but I look over and Wes side eyes Adare. I swear they have their own language.

Jackson pulls me in his room and shuts the door. "What is it gonna take for you to fucking look at me again Ameeriah?"

"What," I drag out. "I'm looking at you right now." I try and act nonchalant.
"You're acting so weird, like why are you nervous right now?" He says, sounding a little annoyed. The annoyance leaves his face and is soon covered with sincerity and worry. "Do you regret what we did yesterday?"

"No!" I say back quickly. My gosh no way in hell could I ever regret that.

"I'm not that it's just," I exhale and puts my hands over my face for a second. "It's just weird in front of them dude, I don't know."
He scrunches his brows slightly. "It's not weird," he laughs. "It'd be weird if I was making out with you in front of them, us just being in the same room as them isn't weird Ameeriah."

I don't respond when I see Jackson look from my eyes to my lips, back to my eyes, and then back to my lips and he leans in quickly and presses my mouth to his.

I tense up for a second before I realize that he's kissing me and easily melt into him. He moves both of his hands to the sides of my face and we move slightly back so that I'm pressed against the door.
He works his mouth with mine and moves his head to the other side, while continuing to kiss me.

He steps back, and I slowly open my eyes to look back at him. "It'd be weird if I did that in front of them."

He smiles slightly before grabbing my waist and pulling me tighter into him as he leans down to the side of my neck and sucks lightly.

"Jackson," I sigh. I don't know if that was for him to stop or for him to keep going.

He leans back again and looks at me. "It'd be weird if I did that."
"Yeah you can't do that," I whisper.
"In front of them," he adds and I squint my eyes slightly as I look at him.

"Or like it'd be weird if I—" he says as he leans into me and I put a hand over his face.
"Okay Jackson I get it," I laugh and he smiles.

"There she is," he says with a smile as looks at me with his big brown eyes.
"Am I gonna have to pull you in a room to maul you every time we're around other people?" He says sarcastically. "I mean it's fine," he emphasizes with closing his eyes dramatically for a second. "I just wanna know for future reference."

"You're so annoying," I roll my eyes with a laugh and slap his shoulder. "Let's go out before they think we're doing something."
"Yeah God forbid they know we kiss," he says sarcastically and I shove him a little as he opens the door.

When we walk out Wes and Adare look up. "Where's the water?" Wes says.
"Ran out," Jackson says confidently as he walks past Wes and hits the back of his head.

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