I Dare You to Kiss Me (Jax and Miles)

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MILES' POV

I'm woken up by Alya leaving soft kisses along my jawline and down my neck.

"Alya, what are you doing?" I ask, groaning.

"You know what I'm doing Miles baby." She replies between kisses.

I look at the time and school's already started.

"Crap! Alya we have to go! First period has already started!" I exclaim, pushing the heavy sheets off of me.

"But Miles, can't we do it before we go?" She pleads.

"No, we can't. We have to go to school." I respond, quickly changing into a t-shirt and jeans.

"Why don't you ever wanna have sex anymore?" She asks while pouting.

"We had sex last night. And the other night, and the other, and the other..." 

"But why don't you wanna do it now?"

"Because we're late for school, which I actually care about, because unlike you, I'm not planning on getting a sugar daddy to pay for college." I spit out.

Her face crinkles into a look of disgust, and she slaps me. Hard. 

"We are done." She states.

Not even caring that she's naked, she walks into the living room to get her things, and gets in her car, driving away. Surprisingly, her breakup doesn't hurt me too much. All we ever did was have sex. There was no emotional connection. There never really is with girls.

My sexuality has always been a struggle for me. I've been very emotionally connected to guys in the past before, but I brushed off those feelings because I know if my family found out I was gay, they would kick me out. The thought of being left on the streets as a teen terrifies me, but maybe it's worth it.

There is someone, a special someone, at our school who I've been best friends with for a while now. And to be honest, I want to be more than friends. But Jax, he's possibly one of the straightest people I've ever met.

I finally get to school in the middle of second period, which I have with Jax. I hurry into the math classroom, holding the late pass that I hastily faked my mother's handwriting on. My teacher gives me a discouraging look as I hand her the pass, but she takes it anyway. I take my usual seat next to Jax, and finally let out a breath.

"Yo man, why were you so late? You're never late." He asks.

"It was Alya. She wanted to have sex in the morning, again." I reply.

"Oh, did you do it?"

"Of course not."

"Well why not?"

"I just didn't want to."

"Miles, you're telling me that you had a beautiful, naked girl laying in your bed, wanting to have sex with you, and you turned her down? Damn, you're definitely not as straight as I thought you were."

"What are you saying?"

"Nothing." He says with a smirk, and goes back to his work.

Jax's words replay in my head throughout the period. Is he able to tell that I'm gay? Is it obvious I have feelings for him?

Finally, class gets out and I'm off to third period, which turns out to be uneventful and boring as usual. 

During lunch, I walk to my normal lunch spot where I always meet Jax. But... he's not there. I look around for him, probably looking like a lost idiot.

"Jax?" I call out.

I suck in a breath as a cold hand yanks me into a the nearby janitor's closet. I turn around and I'm face to face with Jax.

"There you are! Um... why are we in here?" I question.

"Because, I want to do something."

"Well what?"

"I've seen the way you look at me."

"U-um excuse me?" 

"Don't deny it Lennox. You and I both know what I'm talking about."

"I can assure you that that's not true."

"Really? If it is, then I dare you to kiss me."

"What?!"

"Well, kiss me. If you really have no feelings for me then this kiss should mean nothing to you."

"Are you serious?"

"I'm dead serious. Now do it. Just kiss me." He says.

I slowly lean in, staring directly at his dark brown eyes. I continue to lean it slowly, only to be yanked closer by Jax's hand gripping my shirt collar. My lips crash onto his, and I wrap my arms around his waist, pressing him hard against me. He cautiously bites my lip, begging for entrance, and I gladly let him in. Feeling risky, I wrap my leg around his waist, and I pull him even closer. I hear him groan in response, and the pressure rises in his pants against me. We both pull away, completely out of breath.

"So, I'm guessing that kiss meant something to you?" He asks, smiling.

"Maybe. Now I dare you to kiss me." I smirk.

A/N

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been able to update in a while! Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this one shot. Although I personally don't ship them, this has actually been my favorite one shot to write so far. Also right now I have a huge list of requests so if I don't get to yours right away, please don't think I'm ignoring you! I write down every single request, and I put them in a list of order of which were requested first. Anyways, I hope you all have a wonderful day!




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