Jack Johnson
That name made you want to gag. How you hated him with such passion. He was always so mean to you. Making remarks on everything you do. At first you kinda did like him and you still did but you could never tell him that. You didn't want to. You thought it wouldn't change anything. He hates you to you thought. But little did you know Jack felt the same exact way. He didn't think the comment he told you hurt you. He was doing it because he wanted to get your attention.
" he's what ? " you practically yell.
" I said Jack is coming with us to the mall with several of his friend" your bestfriend repeats.
" why ? You know how much I hate
him " you roll your eyes.
" I know you do but Cameron is gonna be there so just do me this one solid please ? " she gives you a puppy face.
You roll your eyes and agree. You both begin to drive to the mall to meet up with the Boys. For a while you all just begin to walk around. Your best friend walking infront with Cameron. While you walk behind them next to Matt. You just wanted to get out of here. You weren't even gonna come if it wasn't for you friend making you come. You groan making Matt laugh. You smile and somehow you could feel jacks eyes on you. You smirk and continue walking.
Somehow something caught your eyes. You walk over to a jewelry court and begin to look around. You completely lost track of the group and then you heard a voice behind you.
" those black ones would look good on you " you turn around and see Jack.
" what do you want Jack ? " You say in annoyance.
" I gave you a complement stop being a bitch and take it" he said.
You were shocked and mad. You walked past him. Trying to find your group and Jack calling you from behind. You tried to avoid him by walking into some stores. Thinking you would lose him after a while you gave up and walked into forever 21. Looking around while Jack was still behind you. You looked through the clothes trying not to make eye contact. But Jack had enough of your shit. He pinned you on a near by wall. It seemed like that was the only thing he could do to get your attention. Your lips were a few inches close. You could feel his hot breath on your neck. Sending shivers up your spine. Then minutes later. Your lips collided with his. And when you pulled away. You saw your best friend with her phone at your direction kinda like she was taking a picture and as soon as you saw she ran off giggling.
" I guess this means you don't hate me " he smirks
" I never did. "
