Miss You || J.S.

pt. 29

so i guess we're going to my house today because everyone is downstairs clanging and banging around and it's only 6:45am.

i slowly got out of bed until someone grabbed my wrist.

i turned around.

jacob.

"what the-"

"shhh" he said closing his eyes again.

"why are you in my bed, why aren't you with julia or something?" i whispered.

"i don't like julia," his eyes opened revealing a glowing green color as his grip tightened, "after all you are my girlfriend." his eyes back to his dull hazel color.

"your actions prove otherwise." i said as i jerked my hand away from him.

i walked downstairs revealing a shirtless jax blaring 80s music dancing around.

"hello young kinyard" i say in one of my many voice impressions.

"oh shit" he said backing into a cabinet, shocked to see me.

"guess i scared you" i said as i pulled down a cereal box and took his already-used bowl that i decided to use instead of getting my own.

"sure as hell did" he said placing his hand over his heart dramatically.

as i was about to say something smart jacob came downstairs.

"thick mama" jacob said eyeballing me, the one dumb enough to come downstairs in just a long shirt and some panties.

"can you not"

"not my fault you decided to wear literally nothing"

"i am wearing something!" i say as i jumped up from the chair making the shirt fly up so my ass was clear as day.

both jax and jacob drew their attention to me.

fuck.

"goddammit" i said as i flung myself back down.

"mami" jacob moaned out, trying to get me riled up.

"you need to stop" i said as i brought my soggy cereal to the sink to pour it down the drain.

this is going to be a long day.

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"give me my fucking pants" i yelled to jax who was pouncing around with my sweatpants gripped in his hand tightly.

"why?" jax said jumping all over the bed.

"im not in the mood, give me my pants." i spoke sternly.

"its already bad enough i have to live with you" i mumbled.

he threw me the pants, "fine, be a bitch" he added on.

"if you hate me so much i'll find somewhere else to live" he said as he headed toward the door.

"i don't hate you" i said walking over to him.

he turned around.

we were close, totally too close.

"hey," he said in a soothing voice, gently moving a strand of my hair out of my face so he could see my soft eyes. electricity shot through my body.

with his eyes locked on mine, he took a step closer. i wasn't sure my heart had ever pounded so fast in my life.

i noticed a small scar on the bridge of his nose. for a fleeting moment i wondered how he got it. i wanted to know everything about the boy standing in front of me. And more than anything, i wanted to feel his lips on mine, but i don't know why . . .

just as the longing became unbearable, his lips met met. the warmth of his mouth sent a current running through my body. i threw my arms around his neck as i lost myself in his peppermint breath and soft lips.

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his lips

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were so

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fucking soft.

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i can't do this. its not right.