I Hate That I Love You (JeffxJane)

Roommates 2

(Jeff's POV)

A few months later~

"Jeff! Come on, it's time to clean up."
It's been two months since Jane's been staying, and our relationship developed into a harsh understanding of dislike. At first she was able to bear with my antics but she got sick after some time. In short, my plan of making her voluntarily leave did not work. Even forcing her to leave didn't cut it.

"Hurry and get your a** moving, this place isn't going to clean itself ya know!" A very annoying voice demanded from my room..... our room.

So I gave up trying to. Even after a month, our dislike towards each other has not at all degraded.

"Yeah, right. I'm not cleaning sh*t!" I shouted back, jogging away in hopes that she won't follow me.

I turned and was face to face with her at the exit. She glared at me, hands crossed in front of her chest, determined not to let me leave.

"Oh yes you are. You're not going anywhere until that room is clean down to your bed sheets." She stood with her eyes furrowed and lips pursed.

"You're not the boss of me." I spat glaring through her eyes that reflected the same flaming distaste.

"I never said I was, but you have got to get organized. You'll get nowhere in life if you're that messy." She said trying to act all mature.

"So was Alexander Fleming but he sure got to places. Even made one of the most amazing discoveries in the line of medicine." I argued, which wasn't a lie.

Man, I've been hanging out with EJ way too much.

She looked at me with eyebrows raised, half lidded eyes and pursed lips. Over all she had a facial expression that clearly showed she was unimpressed.

"You can start by disinfecting your whole bed. I don't want to catch whatever disease you discovered." Sharp wit once again evident in her tone.

"It's not like you'll ever be in it." I rolled my eyes.

"Just go and help me clean our room!" Obviously frustrated, she started tugging at my sleeve.

"Uhhhhmm let me think..... No." I tried to make a break for it and ran.

"You're not getting away this time!" She screamed as she jumped me from behind.

"Get off! Ya little-" I struggled to get her off but she proved to have quite the grip on me.

"Tch, let me f*cking go you filthy wh*re!" I knew she didn't take swearing too kindly.

"Fine, if that's how you're going to be." She huffed and started to walk away.

"This means war Woods!" She announced, I shrugged it off and continued on my way.

Finally she stopped following me, I thought as I got into my car.
I was surprised to find myself patting every inch of my clothing to look for my keys. My thoughts went back to the time she hugged me from behind.

That sneaky b*tch.

"Looking for these~" she dangled them in front of my eyes. All the while a smug grin on her face. She took them out of reach as I tried to grasp them.

"Help me clean and you'll get them back."

"Tch... Fine."

If it's a war she wants it's a war she'll get.

The next day~

"Woods hurry up in there, I'm going to be late for class!" I heard her shouting through the door and knocking on it constantly.