There is absolutely nothing on TV, it is honestly pissing me off. I was literally watching some shitty show on. I probably looked like a zombie watching it, so in other words I looked pretty attractive. Not.
"What you watching?" said the nosy bastard.
"Something. Boring shit." I answered, turning to look at him.
"Waiting for Zack?"
"Mhm, well see ya. I'm going to my room. Let him know I'm waiting for him there when he comes." I winked at Jay as I walked past him.
"Give me a kiss and I will?" he offered. I gave him the finger as I gracefully walked to my room. And by gracefully I mean tripping over my own feet a few times due to a lack of coordination.
"Come on, just one? Pretty boy won't have to know."
"How about no?"
"I don't like that answer."
"Well you better get used to it. Cause you're going to hear it a lot." I stormed past him and back into the living room. Why doesn't he leave me alone? Sitting down on the couch, I looked over at him as he slowly approached me.
"As I said, I do whatever the fuck I want when I want." He said and I just turned my attention back to the television.
"Well go kiss some girl at school."
"What if I don't want to? What if you're the only one I want?" I stood up and crossed my arms.
"What if you only want me to get one thing?" I said in an overly cheery voice. I walked back to my room, again. I pace a lot when I'm angry if you can't tell.
"Come on, you will enjoy it, promise." He said cornering me against my bed. Me, being a coordinated person, tripped over and my back landed on my bed.
Not my smartest move because he hovered on top of me, pinning my wrists down.
"Let me go!" I screamed, hoping someone would hear. No such luck.
"Please Valentine, I only will do it when you're willing." He whispered in my ear.
"Then I think you'll be waiting all your life in that case." I muttered. I gasped loudly as he kissed his way up my neck, across my jawline until he got to the one place I was dreading for him to kiss. My lips. But I couldn't do anything, other than scream. But I couldn't even do that, I was in too much shock.
He kissed me and as good as if felt, I felt bad for Zack. But Jay is taking advantage of me technically, although my body responded and started kissing him back. His lips were wram and I liked this, I liked doing this with him. Wait, what am I saying? Or worse, what was I doing? He kept my wrist pinned above my head. When I realised what he was doing, used my legs to pry him off. He was left breathless and looking at me.
"What did you do? Never do that to me again. Okay? You can't just take advantage of girls! Especially me."
"You could have pushed me off the whole time." He said calmly.
"I was in shock!"
"I don't think that if you were in shock you wold kiss me back."
"Ah! Shut up! Just...die!"
He was about to reply when there was a knock at the door. "Go get that." I ordered him.
"Do it yourself, I'm not your slave." He said walking off. I got up off my lazy ass and opened the door for Zack. I felt guilty, how could I do this to him? Jay was right, I did kiss him back, but I didn't know what came over me!
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