The Other Sugg (COMPLETED)

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I hesitated answering the call but when I did finally answer it, Zoe immediately starts the speed round of questions about what was going on on Twitter today. I sigh as I let her get it out of her system.

"Please tell me you used protection Loe..." Zoe asked once she ranted at me and an expressed sigh fell from the other line. I took a deep breath and sat down.

"Yes Zoe I did." She made a noise that almost made it sound like she was glad.

"Zoe....promise me you won't tell Joe. I mean he's always been over protective with me and not with you but still if he found out...." I trailed off and she sighed. The phone shuffled a bit and I heard Alfie in the background talking to Nala.

"Promise. You're our baby sister of course we're going to be protective." I could hear a smile come through as she spoke, I fell backwards onto my bed just listening to her talk to me until there was a knock on the door.

"Zo, I gotta go someone's at the door. I'll call you later okay? Love you." She said a quick goodbye as I went to answer the door.

Jack?

I stare at the younger Maynard brother standing on the other side of my apartment door.

"Can I come in or are you just gonna stand there gawking at me?" He questions as a smirk forms across his pretty mouth, making me snap out of my trance and move out of the way so he can walk inside. I close the door behind him.

"Jack, why are you here exactly?" I watch as he walks farther into my apartment and leans against the armrest of my couch before turning to look at me.

"So you and Brad, huh?" He looks at me sort of defeated but determined, which confuses me.

"What about me and him?" He pushes himself away from my couch and walks back over to me, our bodies so close he could lean down and kiss me if he wanted, if I wanted.

"I saw the pictures. I knew it was you with him because of the clothes you were wearing. I also watched your vlog, which by the way confirmed everyone's, the fan's and the paps, theories about the girl in the pictures being you. You slept with Brad, didn't you?" He tone in his voice was harsh and that of jealousy. I pushed him away from me and glared at him.

"So what if I did?! It's none of yours or anyone's business!" My voice was loud and harsh at his accusations. Jack's eyes darken as he steps forward again, standing in front of me. His head leans down slightly as mine leans up slightly, our lips a few centimeters apart. I can feel his hot breath flow from his mouth onto my lips and mine onto his. I look up into Jack's eyes through my lashes to see his eyes already focusing on my lips.

Next thing I know, Jack connects or lips in a deep, feverish kiss as his hands grab onto my face to hold me there and my hands tightly grip onto the fabric of his shirt. Jack's kiss differs so much from Brad's. While Brad was sweet and gentle, Jack is rough and feverish but they differ so much it's hard to compare or choose which is better.

Jack's lips pull away from my lips, only long enough so we could take a breath, our mouths longing to meet again. He goes to kiss me again but I stop him.

"Wait... what are we doing?" He smiles at my surprised expression.

"Kissing is what we're doing and I'd like to do it again." He goes to kiss me again but again I stop him.

"But Joe..." I trail off, thinking about how Joe acted when he saw how Jack was toward me yesterday at the restaurant.

"Joe doesn't control my feelings or yours." I look up at Jack through my lashes to see that his face had softened at my worried tone. Jack's lips touch my forehead, making me close my eyes at the loving gesture. His lips trail down to my nose then my cheek and finally my lips as he captures them in a soft, slow, gentle kiss. His hands trail down my back, resting just above my bum as my hands grip tightly onto his shirt again before they trail up to his neck and then to his hair as the kiss grows feverish again. My fingers gets tangled in his soft light colored locks as he trails his hands down, over my bum. He gives it a light squeeze and I gasp as his tongue invades my mouth before moving his hands down further to my thighs, giving them a light trap with his index finger to signal me to jump. I do so and he catches me as my legs wrap around his torso to secure myself and his hands firmly hold onto me by my thighs before his hands move back to my bum. He walks us to somewhere in my apartment and he leans us down before I feel my back hit the soft cushions of my couch. I feel his hands move up my sides as they make their way under my shirt to feel my bare skin. Jack's lips leave my mouth again only to make a trail of kisses down to my neck as he leaves little love bites all over the skin there. I moan from the feeling his lips are giving me.

God I feel like a slut, right now..

But both guys make me feel two very different ways.

Jack makes me want to do reckless things and keep secrets from my family.

Brad makes me feel adored and safe and I want to tell the world about him.

How do you choose between two very different but incredibly amazing guys, who make you feel two very different ways?