Poison (Jacksepticeye x reader)

Chapter 39

"Close your mouth. You're gonna catch flys." I chuckled and walked up the stairs, leading to my room. I opened the door to be hit by a big gash of air that smells like you're in Hawaii. And yes, I like my room smelling like I'm on vacation. That's why I use air fresher that smells like Hawaii.

"Welcome, one and all to my abomination called my room." I said with a big smile. My room was dirty as all hell. Clothes everywhere and I swear, I can't see my bed. "Have you guys seen my bed anywhere?" I asked. Yeah..... I kinda forgot to clean my room before leaving for the trip.

"How the hell are we supposed to know?!" The Irish people behind me said at the same time.

"I don't fucking know. Now help me clean this place." I said and took off my jacket before going off and picking off clothes from the ground. I looked behind me to see them doing the same thing then pick up clothes and fold them. 3 minutes into it and someone is already complaining.

"Are we gonna do this in quite or are we gonna have some music?" Martiza asked. She had a point. It was getting quite. Too quite for my liking. Shrugging my shoulders,  I went over to my drawer and garbed my small speaker and connected it via Bluetooth. I then played 'Miss Jackson' by Panic! At the Disco. We danced as we countiued to clean my mess. (CLIMBING OUT THE BACK DOOR, DIDN'T LEAVE A MARK! NO ONE KNOWS IT'S YOU MISS JACKSON!! FOUND ANOTHER VICTIM BUT NO ONE'S GONNA FIND MISS JACKSON, JACKSON, JACKSON!!! No lie, I literally have that song just because of that part. Nothing else....)

-------30 minutes later-----

"And that's all I told them and all they have to know." I said as I typed in some words on the computer. I was telling Jack what I told them about the overnight trip while working on the 5 page essay. Jack worked on another page on his phone while Signe and Martiza play with the PS4 in my room after they were done with their homework.

"So you're telling me that y'all have a thing?" Signe asked.

"Well, kinda. I confessed to her, but she said she needs time to think. (Y/N), IT'S BEEN OVER A WEEK!! DO YOU LOVE ME OR NAH?!" Jack yelled while shacking me.

"Well, how the hell do you expect me to answer to when that shit has been pushed to the back of my mind?" I turned my head to his way and looked at him with stern eyes. "How you do fuckin expect me to get an answer when I've been focusing on other shit?"

"Well, I mean, it's a simple yes or no answer..." He mumbled. I then hit him on the side of his head. Hard, but not hard enough to make him blackout. "OW!!!" He screamed. I kissed my teeth before continuing with my essay.

"Well, the same thing goes for you, Jack." Martiza said.

"Come again?" He asked, confused.

"Do you want (Y/N) or the hoe?" Signe said before Martiza could say a word.

"What Signe meant was that you have a month to choose. Either Ashely or (Y/N)." She clarified before hitting Singe over head.

"Hey!" Came out of Signe's mouth.

"Watch your mouth." Martiza hissed. I was her roll her eyes then countiued with their game. I looked over to Jack who looked like his life was flashing before his eyes.

"Jack, I kinda agree with them. I don't want to feel like you're using me and I'm definitely not going to be a second choice or booty call. Just know, you have one month to choose who fucks you better. Like, she can fuck you good, but I could fuck you better." I said and chucked.

Jack's P.O.V

"Just know, you have one month to choose who fucks you better. Like, she can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better." She chuckled. What the hell am I supposed to do?! Like, if I do pick (Y/N), how am I supposed to break the news to Ashely. If I do tell her that I pick- "Just know I respect your choice..." She mumbled. Yep, this is gonna get harder and harder every second. (Y/N) is cute, but Ashely is hot. Ahsely has a big booty, but (Y/N) got huge tittes. OH MAH GOD!! WHY DOES LIFE HAVE TO BE OF HARD?! But on a real note, who in God's mighty name shall I choose? I really don't want to break any of their hearts and I don't want to go through all that break up drama. Sighing, I went back to work, listening to what the girls were saying since they were telling (Y/N) what happend when we were gone. Eventually, it was 1 in the morning, but we were passed out in parts of (Y/N)'s room. Note, I didn't intend for (Y/N) to be my my arms while we were sleeping, but it somehow happend. I looked down to her sleeping face since the light from the room was making it clear so I can see her face. I smiled before going back to sleep.