Truth or Dare (Jack and Finn Harries fanfiction)

Chapter 15

And he leaned in and it felt like an explosion went off inside me as our lips touched. Such calming, but energetic, but soothing, but contradicting fireworks. And if his lips left mine I was going to die, and my racing heart would cease. He was so gentle, I watched as his closed eyelids fluttered slightly.

And I pulled back looking at Jack with angry confused eyes.

A guilt overwhelmed me and I had ruined the false innocence of this kiss because I shouldn't have ever let this happen. Because I had Finn, who made inconceivably happy. I had the urge to slit my own throat because I could already see the pain I was going to cause.

Finn's green teary eyes that ran down to his chiseled cheeks, his small nose was red from being wiped. The lips that I had kissed before were now being bitten harshly to transfer the immense emotional pain into physical controllable pain. He wasn't as angry as he was disappointed.

Jack had a small innocent smile on that was trying to make me feel better.

" if you loved me Jack, you would pretend that this never happened for me" his smile disappeared and I knew he would do it for me. But I also knew it would break us and more importantly, him.

"I'm so sorry" I tried to console the immense pain he felt. Tears slowly leaked from his unwavering stare at me. He left with out saying a word. Quietly closing my door behind him.

I cried and I only stopped when my phone started ringing. I gawked at my pile of clothes that muffled my crying phone. I hadn't seen it in days.

I tackled my suitcase with clothes spread around it. Underneath a loose sanitary pad, I retrieved my still ringing phone.

"Hello?" I sounded more tired than I expected.

"It's your mother" she sounded authoritative and slightly resigned.

"Hello Mother and how are you?" I said politely.

"What's going on with you and Finn?" She ignored my question and sounded a little impatient.

"How did you find out about that?" I was surprised and angered by her tone.

"His parents, Liv, stop changing the subject" I tried to speak but she just spoke over me. " If you want my two cents, I don't want you going out with the boy"

I gasped quietly, audibly shocked at the women who had begged me to get a boyfriend the last 5 years of my life.

"Excuse me, mother?"

"What about Jack? What a lovely boy!"

"But" I tried to speak all the things wrong with what she was saying but the list kept getting longer and longer, getting tangled and confused.

"Just, " she sighed heavily, like talking to me was such an absolute effort. "can you not do this to me, Liv?"

"Oh just fuck off Mother, would you?" I questioned, angrily. I was over this confusing, ridiculous, and hurtful conversation. I listened to her incessant sighing on the other end of the phone for another ten seconds and then turned of the phone.

What the fuck was my mum on about?