Hit Me Up // Jack Avery • Why Dont We

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VALERIE JENKINS' POV

"I can't believe we just did that," Jack laughs and it's the greatest thing I've ever been blessed with hearing.

I was going to agree with him but when I turn to face him, I see him pull his shirt over his head, ripping his beanie off and revealing his full head of curls.

He was completely obvious to my starting as he tosses the shirt and beanie with a pile of clothes already gathered on the floor.

We were literally lunatics at the ice cream parlor. We ordered a bag of marshmallows with our ice cream and did the Chubby Bunny challenge, laughing and making a huge mess of saliva and marshmallows.

We eventually got removed from the shop by security with how noisy we were being and since it began to rain, we practically ran all the way to his hotel since there wasn't an empty cab in sight.

"I think I got something you can wear," he says.

He makes his way to the cabinet and rummages for something to wear and I just sit on the bed and gawk at him the whole time.

It was like I was in a trance or something. His body was just perfect. He didn't show it off much even though it was perfect and somehow that made it more perfect, that he wasn't so show-y.

"Val?" He calls my name, breaking me from my trance.

"Hmm yeah?"

"Were you just checking me out?" He asks, almost in disbelief.

"What?" I play dumb even though my face was redder than a tomato. "No."

"No?" He asks, a playful smile on his face as he makes his way over to me, his clean shirt in his hand.

"Jack, no!" I cry when he reaches me and practically tackles me on the bed, pulling me closer and tickling me mercilessly.

"What was that?" He feigns deaf as he leans his head closer to my face. "Didn't hear you."

"Jack!" I cry, managing to grab his wrists in my tiny hands, tearing them away from my body. I pant as I try to catch my breath, stupid smiles on both our faces. "You know I hate being tickled."

"You know, you're so beautiful," Jack just suddenly says. "You're hair is spread out on the bed and your cheeks are tinted from laughter and God, you're just so beautiful."

"I love you," I say, hooking my finger around his hanging necklace, pulling him down and closer to me.

"I love you more."

"Impossible," I giggle as I lift my head off the matress and press my lips to his in a quick peck.

He leans back down to reconnect our lips just as the door beeps and swings open.

"Holy cow!" Daniel screams, covering his eyes as Jack rolls off me on the bed.

"I hope you know you don't own this room," Jonah tsks.

They weren't as soaked as we were but it was pretty clear that they came here to escape the rain, just like us

"How was sightseeing?" Jack asks in an attempt to change the subject?

"How was your sightseeing?" Zach asks and everyone bursts out laughing at his dirty joke.

"We didn't do anything," Jack defends us.

"Didn't look like that when we got in."

"We'd better go," I say, standing from the bed. "I promised Dylan's mother that she'd be home early."