Just Friends || j.g.

9

*jack's pov*

Sarah and I haven't spoken in three days. I have been thinking about calling her.

It's 7:30 p.m. I don't know what she's doing so I don't want to disturb her. She could be taking a nap, eating, etc.

I don't know. She doesn't like to be disturbed when she's eating. This one time we were sitting on the couch watching tv and eating pizza. She got a phone call, and it's like a wave of anger washed over her.

She picked up the phone and started yelling at the person. Turns out it was her mom and she ended up getting yelled at. It was hilarious. And then I got yelled at for laughing.

I need my best friend.

*sarah's pov*

Deja and I just got back from the hospital. She was jumping on the trampoline and landed on her foot wrong. Thankfully she didn't break it, but she has to wear one of those temporary cast things.

I'm in my room, sitting on my bed, working on my resumé. I need a job. I need one so I can pay for college. Even though my parents are probably going to end up paying, I still want to have that feeling of independence. I want to know that I can buy stuff without having to "borrow" money from my them.

I was thinking something smaller for now. Like Starbucks. Yea, Starbucks. That's great. Discounted drinks. I love Starbucks.

My phone rings and I don't bother looking at the call id, immediately regretting it when I hear the voice on the other end speak up.

"Hi Sarah." Jack nervously speaks.

"What do you want?" Shit. That came out with way more attitude than I wanted it to.

"Um, I wanted to talk, if you were free." He's so nervous.

"Yea. Sure. Just come in." I hung up.

I quickly got up and ran to my bathroom. He was going to be here any minute and I wanted to look decent.

I ran my fingers through my hair, smoothing it back, fixed my makeup and ran back to my bed. I turned on my stereo because I didn't want there to be any awkward silence.

Change Locations by Drake and Future came on. I didn't feel the need to change it. I heard Jack open my front door and walk up the stairs.

I tried to act natural. It's been three days and I just wanted to get up and jump into his arms, but I need to stand my ground. What he did was wrong. He should've never gotten mad.

I grabbed my MacBook from the end of my bed and turned it on, logging in almost immediately. I repeatedly clicked on the Safari browser, opening 10 windows.

There was a knock on my door.

"Come in." I said, closing the laptop. Well that was pointless.

Jack walked in. He stood by the door awkwardly.

"Aren't you going to come sit?" I patted the spot in front of me on my bed.

He smiled, more to himself, and walked over, sitting in front of me.

"How've you been." I looked at him.

"Good. You?" He turned to me.

"I've been good. A lot has happened in the past three days." I lightly chuckled.

It was silent, except for the quiet music playing in the background.

"I just wanted-," I cut Jack off.

"Jack, I'm sorry for overreacting. I didn't mean too. I just didn't want to ruin what we had." I looked down at my fingers.

His hand moved under my chin, lifting my head so I was now looking at him.

"No. Don't apologize. It was my fault." His eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips.

I just stared into those big brown eyes.

He started to lean in and I didn't stop him. I leaned in, joining our lips. They felt like puzzle pieces finally being put together. Our lips seemed to move in perfect sync.

((Play Own It by Drake))

The song changed to Own It by Drake and things started to get heated. Jack had pushed me back onto my bed. His lips went down to my neck, sucking intensely and then leaving soft kisses to "make up for the pain".

I arched my back every time he did this, but I could tell he wasn't satisfied. He was eagerly searching for my spot.

When he found it, I tried to contain my moans, but failed miserably. I could feel Jack's smile against my neck.

He kissed down my body, lifting my shirt over my head and tossing it to the ground.

He trailed his hand down my stomach, past my heat, and onto the side of my thigh near my butt. He moved it up and down in a soothing manner.

He kissed all the way down to my lower stomach, leaving small kisses.

"You're such a tease." I told him, arching my back as he kissed my chest.

"I know." He cupped my face in his rough hands and forcefully kissed me. I kissed back with as much force deepening the kiss even more.

He suddenly pulled away.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He cautiously asked.

"I'm sure Jack." I giggled.

"God you're beautiful." He licked his lips before smashing them into mine. I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled slightly. He groaned the sexiest groan I have ever heard.

I moved my hands down to the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head. I ran my hands down his chest towards his abdomen. Oh my lord, he's a fucking god.

I brought my hands back up to his neck, pulling his face down, making our lips meet.

He went back to my neck, sucking harshly at times. He's definitely leaving hickeys.

"Why do you keep going to my neck?" I pushed him slightly off of me.

"Marking my territory." He smirked.

"Lol, ok." I smiled.

Five minutes later, things started getting very heated.

Jack had pulled off my pants. He kissed down my body for like the fourth time, but now, he was in between my legs.

He softly kissed the inside of my thighs. He looked at me the whole time, processing my every move and expression.

Before I knew it my underwear was pulled down revealing my core. He stared at it with hungry eyes, but it only made me want to close my legs.

He placed his hands on my thighs, pushing them towards the bed.

"Are you ready?"

Well that escalated quickly. Do you want me to describe the smut or...?

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-Lyssa