I woke up to Jack sprawled over most of my bed and laying half on top of me. Shit. If Jack was here then that meant I must have or been about to... Carefully I removed myself from the bed and padded quietly over to the bathroom to see if I did. When I looked into the mirror, I saw that I hadn’t any new additions. That was good, or so I kept telling myself while my mind kept insisting that it needed to feel that release. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Not even five minutes into the day and already I was having these thoughts. I turned around to go back to bed and hug Jack some more (he just had a calming effect on me okay?) when I saw him leaning in the doorway looking at me.
“See something you like?” I smirked walking over to him.
“Maybe,” he grinned back at me slapping my ass as I walked past him and collapsed on my bed. We had a really ‘weird’ relationship. We were best friends, but were constantly acting like we were together. We were both comfortable with it though and it was funny seeing our friend’s reactions to it. “I'll just help myself to your shower then?”
“Always do,” I muttered under my breath while calling out “You know where everything is.” I heard the shower turn on and reached for my phone, knowing that Jack would take his time and all the hot water. I opened Twitter and scrolled through for a couple of minutes before switching to Tumblr. Eventually Jack came out of the shower wearing only some of my boxers that he must have taken in with him.
“Please stop staring at me, I know I’m sexy but there’s no need to stare,” He grinned at me. I just rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to my phone. It wasn’t even that interesting; it was just something to do. After a couple of minutes I heard my mom shouting.
“Jack bloody Barakat stop using all my hot water!” I saw Jack was smirking as always when he was caught out, which was pretty much every day seeing as he practically lived around here.
“Jack, apologize to her. It’s not nice using all the water.” I mocked.
“Sorry Isobel,” he shouted back before turning to me. “Happy now?”
“Not really, I either have to wait for the water to heat up again, or have to go without a shower and I need one.” I whined at him.
“You know you could always shower with me. Saves time, water and energy. Plus you get to see my sexy body up close,” he offered pointing to his still near-naked body. I got up and walked over to him so we were chest to chest.
“I already get to see your body up close and sometimes I really wish I didn’t,” I joked poking him in the sides before running off to the bathroom before he could get me back. Also, so I could have my cold shower.
“Running offs not going to help. I'll just get you back at some other time!” he yelled through the door, over the sound of the running water. I had no doubt that he would and told myself to stay on guard for when he did.
