Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

So it's been about a week since I started talking to Johnson again. I text him sometimes and I talk to him sometimes at school when Jack isn't around.

It's the beginning of May now and I have done a pretty good job shutting everyone out.

It's just the seniors are leaving and I can't act like I wasn't friends with a lot of them.

It just sucks even though I stopped talking to them.

When I go to school I go through my regular boring day. By the end of the day I start heading my way home when I see the music room.

It's empty. I walk in and see this big piano.

I took some piano classes when I was younger but I haven't played in forever.

I knew this one song that I loved called Keep Breathing by Ingrid Michaelson.

I played some notes on the piano and I started to remember the chords and lyrics.

"All that I know is I'm breathing

All I can do is keep breathing

All we can do is keep breathing

All we can do is keep breathing

Now." I sang.

I heard movement like someone was watching me or listening and I saw someone in the doorway but immediately ran out the second I turned around so i didn't see their face.

I got up and walked out of the room because that kinda freaked me out a bit and I headed out of the school.

That song was stuck in my head. But I didn't mind it. I sang it all the time and always hummed it and played it when I was doing homework or walking to school.

A couple days later on Saturday my mom tells me that Katherine invited us to their house for a grill out.

I was not excited at all.

I guess I didn't really tell my mom or dad that me and Jack broke up... And I'm not even sure if Jacks mom knows about it.

So later on we go and walk over to his house.

"Hey guys." Jacks parents says walking up to hug me and my parents.

"Everyone's downstairs Quinn." They said hinting me to go down.

I sucked it up and walked over their just like when I first met him. I walked to the staircase but I didn't go down I couldn't I didn't want to see him.

Everyone down there doesn't even like me I would be all alone.

I finally decided that I'm not going down there. I turned around to leave when I run into someone.

He had a great body I already knew who it was. I look up to see Jacks dark brown eyes shoot down at me.

I get out of my gaze to realize I knocked a bunch of cups out of his hands and there is Fruit punch all over the floor.

"I-I-I'm so sorry." I said looking down.

"It's okay." He said with a slight smirk and I cool feel his eyes on me I didn't even have to look at him.

"I'll I'm go and get some napkins." I rushed over there frantically looking for napkins. I don't know why but my heart was racing I don't know why.

I rushed in the little hallway where the staircase started and I slipped and fell as Jack was bent trying to clean up.

"Woah are you okay?" He asked.

My stomach dropped I was so so so embarrassed it's not even funny.

I couldn't talk I fell on my back really hard to. I had fruit punch all over me.

"Here come with me." He said and reached his hand out for me to help me up. I had cold fruit punch dripping from my clothes.

We walked up to his room. I remembered what we used to do in his room. The good memories flooded my mind.

"You can take a shower I'll give you some new clothes change out of yours and I'll put them in the washer." He said handing me a towel.

I changed and handed him my wet clothes and got in the shower.

I got out and dried off and walked into his room.

"Hey I'm done." I said.

"Oh okay your clothes are still washing." He said looking away from his phone.

I stood in his doorway awkwardly.

"Come here." He said sitting at the edge of his bed. I walked over and sat next to him.

"Your hair looks pretty all curly like that."

"Yeah... It's cause I washed it." I said smiling at him.

"I really miss you... I think everything that happened got blew out of proportion I don't think all that was really needed like us breaking up."

"I know but it happened, and it's mostly my fault anyway." I said looking down at my hands.

"No it's not." He said placing his hand on my leg.

And my heart basically fluttered with butterflies flying from my stomach.

I tried to speak. "Yes it was jack... It's all my fault. I missed you so much and I screwed up so bad."

"We both did things in our relationship... But we are gonna work things out and... And I love you." He totally shocked me by that and he even shocked me when he pressed his soft pink lips against mine.

I loved him so much it felt so good. I just kept holding something back in me and it all came out this very moment. I pushed him on his back and these soft kisses turned into a bit more.

He ripped my towel off and exposed my body. "Quinn." He said and press his lips against my nipple and starting sucking while placing the other hand on my other boobs.

"Oh jack ugh I missed you so fucking much please don't stop." I yelled.

He threw me on the bed on my back and ripped his clothes off and started licking me between my thighs and he stuck it in me.

"Oh my god you're so hard don't stop." I said again.

He went In and out so slow. Both his arms were at the side of me as his warm body layed pressed against mine.

I started sucking on his skin leaving a love bite as he kept moving in me.

His face was pressed up against mine as he kept moving. This was so passionate and heated I never wanted to stop.

"Oh fuck Quinn look what you're gonna do to me." He said grunting and moaning as we went faster.

He pulled it out and I felt it spill all over me. He layed on his back and I layed on mine speechless and motionless.

I looked over to him and he was biting his lips. He saw me staring.

"I'm gonna go check on your clothes." He stated and put his clothes back on and kissed me and he walked out the room.

I layed their peacefully and waited for him to come back.

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