prove it - j.g

chapter thirty five: "this isn't the end"

warning: mild sexual content.

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vanessa thomas

i lean against the doorframe and sigh, catching the attention of jack, "i need to talk to you."

he puts his phone, that was previously in his hand, on his side table and nods, "okay."

i walk over to the side of the bed i had just slept on, sitting cross-legged beside jack, but faced him.

"this isn't easy for me to say. and please jack, let me explain it all before you say anything. it's still going on, first of all, and i just have to tell you this" i sigh, preparing for one of the hardest conversations i have ever had.

he nods and takes one of my hands in his, "im all ears, baby."

the entire time, i keep my head down, not daring to look at his facial expressions as i spoke.

"you mean a lot to me, a real lot to me, and as we've just expressed this morning... i love you. and currently, the reason why i've shut myself out and am ignoring brandon, is because im fight for you and for us" tears brim at my eyes as i continue to explain, "after he met you, he told me he didn't want us to be together because he sees you being too invested in your career. it wasn't you personally, he said he was being protective of me when it comes to your job. after us arguing, him and i, he told me to prove you to him. so, i sent him a long text message about how much you mean to me, why you're too good for me, and why i wouldn't be able to support him and bethany, nor would i be able to go to their wedding, if he didn't support you and i" a tear slipped my eye, running down my cheek. jack noticed, using the pad of his thumb to swipe it off my cheek.

"he didn't reply to it, but bethany sent me a text just after. she said she has to deal with our parents hating her, not approving of her, and brandon hiding the engagement and their wedding from our parents because of it. she said she understands how you would feel, so she said to not tell you for now. i had to tell you because it isn't fair. i don't want this to be the end."

jack remains silent, tears falling down my cheeks as i keep my head low and my eyes on my hands that sit in my lap. my fingers played with each other, being stopped by jack's hand grabbing them. i look up and see him stare into my tear-filled eyes.

"i could tell he didn't like me, i could tell he was being protective of you. it's reasonable, i'd be protective of you in a brotherly way if i was him and had just seen you get your heartbroken. this isn't the end, baby" he states, leaning in to peck my lips.

a sigh of relief releases from my lips as i stare at him, "im so sorry this happened to you."

he pulls his eyebrows together, "what are you talking about?"

i shrug, "he seemed fine with tyler, but for some reason, you're one that worries him."

a smirk pulls on his lips, his ego beginning to show, "maybe im just that much better that it's threatening."

my jaw practically dropped to the ground, opening wide as i stare at him with disbelief. this boy's cockiness never disappears or subsides.

"you're one egotistical man, jack gilinsky."

he shrugs, "would you rather me say that he's threatened by me and thinks that im going to steal bethany away from him, leaving him without two of his favourite females?"

my eyes roll, "i don't want to have to think about bethany falling for you, thank you."

"you never know" he states suspiciously, lowering his voice with an evident smirk, "im irresistible, baby."

i quirk up an eyebrow, "oh really?"

he nods, "really."

looking up at him devilishly, i begin to smirk, "prove it then."

he attacks me down onto the bed, pinning my wrists together above my head. he straddles my waist immediately, my body not being able to move, only my head, fingers, calves, and feet.

"this is it? this is what's irresistible about you?" i ask, taunting him.

without words, he dips his head down into the crock of my neck and begins sucking on the skin. once finding my sweet spot, the area making me weakest and like putty, he sucks harder to create a mark. after leaving his mark on my neck, he trails kisses down to the hem of his shirt that i was wearing.

moans began to escape my lips on their own, out of my control from the kisses that were lingering on my skin. my core was beginning to ache from the affection, proving that he was in fact irresistible. as much as i didn't want to do anything, he was making it too hard for me to say no.

stopping at the hem of the material, he looks up at me with dark eyes, "am i irresistible yet?"

i know how i want to play this game, "not at all."

his eyebrow, once again, quirks up at me as a smirk begins to form, "challenge accepted, love."

his lips move down, his fingers pulling down at the cotton material to expose more of my skin. once as far as he can go, he moves his entire body down, facing my core that was secretly aching all for him.

"not at all, huh?" he asks me, peering upward, "your wet core says different."

"that says nothing. it means that yes, im reacting to your affection but i can, in fact, resist you" i point out, sounding much weaker than i intended to.

he practically laughs, saying no more as his fingers trail up and down my inner thighs. my breath hitches, his actions becoming a lot for me to handle. they move dangerously close to my core, quickly skimming over my lower stomach before returning to my thighs.

"jack" i lightly moan, hopefully being inaudible to his ears.

he breathes on my wet core, a sensation running through me that drove me mad.

"okay, okay" i breathe, my breathing become heavier and deeper as i anticipate his next movements, "you're irresistible, fuck."

with me admitting that, he stands up and off of the bed, fixing the shirt so it covers my body again, and smiles wide.

"thank you for finally admitting it" he states, walking out of the room to i believe the washroom or kitchen.

my mouth practically hung open as im now left in a sexually frustrated state.