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Chapter 43

Jackson

Today's my birthday.

Today's also the anniversary of my parent's marriage.

I roll over, rub the sleep off my eyes and reach for my phone and see Ameeriah's name.

Meeriah HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACKIE BABY
Meeriah I have a really early lab today but as soon as I'm done I'll be over
Meeriah don't miss me too much

I grin to myself as I scroll through some other birthday messages from a bunch of my teammates and then see the group chat I'm in with my sisters.

I chuckle to myself as I see the group chat name that's been the same since they were in high school.

The girlypops!!!!! (And Jackson because he is the MOST girlypop of us all!!!!!)
Tay happy birthday princess
Tay If u were here I'd throw u a Cinderella themed bday party

Lizzie JACKIEEEEE BOY HAPPY BDAY

Meg Love u happy happy birthday you idiot

I reply back to my messages and see a my mom calling me.
When I answer, she obviously tells me happy birthday and we talk for a little.

I don't say anything about dad, she doesn't say anything about dad, but we both know we're thinking about it.

After I get off the phone, I hop in the shower and then head to the kitchen to make something for breakfast.

As soon as I open the door, something is thrown at my chest hard.
When it hits the ground, I see that it's a confetti tube.

"Ow," I double over a little bit because of how unexpected it was and then look to my left and see Wes standing here with a stupid fucking grin on his face.

"Sorry I didn't know I was supposed to pull the string," Wes says innocently.
"You dick," I laugh and walk to the kitchen.

"Happy birthday," Wes says as he pours himself a cup of coffee.
"Thanks," I roll my eyes.

"Wait did you do the confetti already?" Adare says a little disappointed as she walks out from the bathroom.
Wes doesn't answer, just smirks as he pulls the mug to his face.

Adare walks over to the confetti tube on the ground and picks it up.
"Why is this on the ground?"
"Because your lovely boyfriend decided to chuck it at me," I say.

"Wes," she says as she walks over closer to where he's sitting.
"I didn't know how to open it," Wes tries to say but he laughs a little.
She innocently smiles as she puts her hand over to his shoulder and pinches.

"Okay okay fine," he says as he grabs the tube from her hand and extends it to pull the string of confetti. "Yay," he drags out in a sarcastic voice.

"I fucking hate you," I laugh.

Adare smiles and then hops over to the other side of the counter.
"Happy birthday Jackson," she says and pulls me into a hug.
Adare is like my fourth sister, but if my sister was nice.

As soon as I turn to open the fridge, I hear someone knock on the door.
There's no way Ameeriah is done with her lab yet, so I have no clue who it is.

When I open the door, there's no one.
I glance down and see a bag of Chick Fil A sitting on the ground.

There's a note on the side of the bag.

Doordashed u some breakfast, still have like 2 hours of this lab
- A

I smile as I bring the food back to the kitchen.

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After a couple hours, Ameeriah texts me that she's done with her lab and is heading over.

Wes and Adare had class, so they left a couple minutes ago.
I hear Ameeriah knock at the door, and I let her in.

"Hi," she smiles and shuts the door and sets down her bag.
She pulls me into a hug and I hold onto her tight.
I put my arms around her waist and my head into the crook of her neck. She smells incredible as always.

We sit in the hug for at least thirty seconds, just breathing each other in, holding onto each other tightly, and rocking back and forth ever so lightly. "Happy birthday," she says softly

I bend down slightly to pick her feet up the slightest bit.
"Thank you."

She leans over to pick up her bag while saying. "You only gave me a two days notice, so I couldn't get you anything thoughtful but," she drags out. "I tried my best." She hands me a small box with a red bow on it, and a slightly larger box.

I smile as I open the larger box first. "These ones are just cookies, so don't get too excited."
When I open the larger box, a pile of fresh cookie aroma fills the room. I fucking love her cookies.

I grab one to stuff into my mouth, and it's soft and warm and so fucking good. "Thank you," I say with a stuffed mouth.

"Okay," she says passing the small box to me. "This one next."

I unwrap the ribbon and take the top off to uncover the small silver chain.
"The first time we met, I saw you had a chain on, but then this semester you didn't have one and Adare said you broke it," she says as I pull the chain out of the box. "So I got you a new one."

I smile and marvel in the fact that she actually noticed that.

"And this whole time I thought I made a fool out of myself the first night I met you. Obviously not because you noticed such a small detail. Gosh and I thought I was obsessed."
She shoves my shoulder and little bit and then scrunches her nose. "You did make a fool out of yourself the first night we met."

I scrunch my face. "Thank you," I say softly. "I lov—"
You.

But I cut myself off being continuing and clear my throat. "I love it."
Ameeriah's not the best with talking about her feelings, and the last fucking thing I'm gonna do is scare her away by moving too fast and dropping the L word on her.

I unclasp the necklace to put it onto me.
"How'd you do that so fast dude, it takes me like five minutes," she says.
"I'm good with my hands," I say cockily and without missing a beat, her faces gets the slightly shade of pink.

She shoves me a little. "You're such a tool."
I step closer to her and hear her breathing hitch slightly. "Clasps are actually really easy," I say.

I bend down to press my lips to hers and move one of my hands to her waist, and then slowly move my hands up under her shirt.

In a second, I quickly move my hand up higher and unclasp her bra with the hand that's under her shirt and then take a step away from her.

Right when she realizes, she bends to hold the front of her shirt.
"See," I shrug and take a sip of my water.

"You asshole," she says as she picks her hands up to clasp her bra back on.

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ONE MY FAV CHAPTERS TO WRITE
I love Jackson & his silly little confident tension scenes
-m