The Bad Boy (Jack Gilinsky)

Chapter Twenty Four

"Hey" A voice said into my ear that made me jump out of my skin completely. "Jack, jesus don't do that" I said trying to catch my breath again. "Sorry.." Jack said smirking as he wrapped his arms around my waist and began to plant soft kisses on my neck. I groaned in pleasure as I leaned my head back. "Excited for this party tonight?" He said between kisses. "Yeah..it should be good" I said pulling his face up to meet mine.

"Maybe you could wear something short just for me.." Jack said biting his lip, suppressing the chuckle. "What are you suggesting?" I teased him wrapping my arms around his neck. "Oh I don't know..I was thinking we could go back to my place and I don't know..cuddle?" He said raising an eyebrow. "Oh you want to cuddle do you?" I said chuckling. "Only if you want to of course.." He said kissing my lips gently. "Yeah that could be fun, i guess" I said smirking at him.

"Hey guys" I heard a voice say from behind me which I instantly recognised as Sam's. I quickly pushed Jack off me. Even though Sam said he was okay with Jack and I, I still didn't think it would be fair to rub it in his face.

"Hey" I said standing awkwardly beside Jack, trying my best not to let our bodies touch. "So this party tonight? you guys going?" He said crossing his arms and leaning against the locker. "Yeah you?" Jack asked him. "Yeah I might as well" Sam said shrugging. "I can drop you two home if you want because I'm not going to drink" He told me us. "Yeah that would be great" I told him and he nodded. "I'll see you guys tonight then" He said before walking off.

I was in my room later that night just double checking myself in the mirror. I had to admit I looked pretty good. My phone buzzed and it was Jack telling me that he was waiting outside for me. I quickly grabbed all my things before heading for the door. I walked towards Jack and he groaned, leaning his head back. "What?" I asked him confused as I made my way towards him. "Nothing you just look incredible" He said placing his hands on my hips. I rolled my eyes. "What?" He asked chuckling at my reaction. "I refuse for us to be a typical couple" I told him. "So I can't tell you that you look good?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

"Exactly" I told him grinning. "Fine, you look like shit then" He said chuckling to himself. "That's better" I said getting into the car.

The party was completely crowded, we could barely squeeze through the crowd into the kitchen. "Ugh I need a drink" I stated as soon as we got into the kitchen. "Starting early?" Jack teased and I hit him playfully. "Shut up, i've had a hard few months" I said taking a shot. "Fair enough, it was probably terrible for you not to have me in your life" He smirked. "Hey don't get cocky, I could break up with you for Sam any second.." I teased him, winking. "Oh that hurt" He said holding his chest. "I'm kidding" I giggled, leaning up to kiss him.

The rest of the night was one big blur. I remember downing more shots than I could count on my fingers. I remember stumbling into the living room and seeing Jack talking to another girl. I ran up to him and began screaming at him how he was a cheater and that I hated him and other ridiculous drunk slurs. "Sparky, you're drunk calm down nothing is going on" He said holding my wrist. Due to the amount of alcohol I had consumed, I was in no mood to reason.

"Fuck you!" I screamed before storming out of the house to see Sam there. "Please take me home" I asked him. "Wait what's wrong?" He asked me. "I don't want to talk about it! just take me home" I demanded getting in the passenger side. Sam got into the car and turned on the radio and Summer by Calvin Harris began to play.

That was the last thing I remember before I woke up in the hospital.

Okay I just wanted to update this, but it could be a while before I update this again. Apologies for the cliffhanger that was a little mean of me but oh well ;)