die without you; j.g

two;

holland's pov;

"parker, would you chill the fuck out? i'm going to his house to work on the damn project, which you are forcing me to do, by the way," i point out, taking the turn into the parking garage of his apartment.

"well, i thought maybe you guys would go to a library to work on it, or like anywhere except for jack gilinsky's house." he argues. i stop my car near the elevator, where i'm letting him out.

"jack or nate have never stepped foot into a library, i bet they don't even know where one is, hell i don't. what's the big deal with me going to his house anyway?" i ask.

"no girl has ever went to jacks house and not had sex with him," parker reasons, unbuckling his seatbelt.

"oh my god, just get out of the damn car. i am not having sex with jack, or nate for that matter, so don't worry about it." i roll my eyes and push him out of the car when he opens his door.

"okay, well if you do have have sex with either one of them, make sure they wrap it before they tap it!" he yells while running into the elevator. i chuckle at his words and wave goodbye to him, before i drive off.

i've been to jack's house before, but only for parties. he always has the best booze. his house is only a couple minutes from parker's apartment so it doesn't  take me long to get there. when i pull into his driveway i see nate's car, which is sort of a relief because i don't want to be alone with jack for any prolonged period of time, if i can help it.

i slowly make my way to the door and ring the doorbell. the door opens a minute later and i'm greeted with a shirtless jack, which is not hard to look at. his toned chest, his tanned abdomen, and ever so prominent v-line are a sight for sore eyes. "take a picture, baby," jack smirks, interrupting my thoughts.

"bitch, i've seen better," i scoff, pushing him aside and walking inside.

"yeah, maybe in your dreams. or did you see me in those too?" he teases, shutting the door and leading me to the couch, where nate was sitting there, high off his ass.

"you wish," i roll my eyes taking a seat next to nate. "and don't call me baby,"

"why? does it make you all hot and bothered?" jack winks, plopping next to me on the couch.

"no, because your pet names should be reserved for katie," i fake smile, and look to nate. "hello, nathan,"

"sup' jacobs,"

"katie and i aren't together anymore," jack says, putting us back on the topic.

"well, maybe not right now. but, i bet all it takes is the promise of a blowjob for you to go running back." i chuckle, knowing it will annoy him.

"you must think i'm a sex addict with no dignity," jack grumbles.

"most teenage boys are. there's no shame in it," i tease. it's fun annoying jack.

"well, the jokes on you because i'm not going back to katie, ever. we're done for good," he claims, sitting back, and putting his arm over the back of the couch behind me.

i laugh, "i bet you two will have had sex before the week is up,"

"i bet that i won't have sex with katie again for a least a month," jack smiles confidently.

i raise my eyebrows in surprise. "seriously?"

"seriously." he states.

"let's shake on it then," i suggest.

"let's do it," he says holding out his hands for me, which i take and shake lightly before letting go. i smile and sit back. "why are you smiling?"