Roadtrip Oneshots

Rack, Break up with your girlfriend

Some sexual references in this Oneshot, so... Yeah. It could be interesting - I had this idea randomly and thought, why the hell not?

So here's whatever this is😂
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Rye

I toss my phone down on my mattress, seeing as I'd just said goodnight to my girlfriend. There's a fond smile on my face as I think of her. She's adorable, and gets embarrassed easily, which makes me love her more. She's of the quiet kind, but fierce, and I kind of like it.

I'm brought out of my thoughts by a knock at my bedroom door.

'Come in!' I yell, and Jack peeks his head around the door. I freeze when I see the look in his eyes.

'Ryee,' he whines like a child, slips in the room and shuts the door, 'Rye I'm really bored,' he says.

I tense my shoulders. 'Do you want to go out or something? Go for a walk? A run? Go climbing...'

I trail off, seeing the smirk on his face. I know what's coming. It's the same, every time, and nothing can change his mind.

'I'll tell you what you can do,' Jack leans against my wall easily and crosses his arms, 'you can break up with your girlfriend.'

I shake my head before he's even finished speaking.

'Rye, I'm bored. Break up with her,' he says again. He raises his eyebrows, and I run a hand through my hair.

'No. We had this conversation last time... we always have this conversation. And the answer is still no!' I shout the last part. My heart is pounding, and Jack won't stop smirking. He grins.

'Yeah, and how did that conversation turn out Rye?'

I blush to my feet, and I have to look away. 'Shut up,' I say quietly.

'Hmm, yeah, I remember. You ended up with your trousers around your ankles,' Jack laughs, and pushes off the wall.

I shake my head. 'Whatever, it's not happening again. You need to stay away from me Jack,' I say, and try my hardest not to plead with him. I know that if I do, he'll never leave me alone. Jack gets what he wants, always, but today will be the day he doesn't. I'm not giving him what he wants again.

'I think it's the other way around Rye, don't you think?' Jack teases as he walks closer. I watch him warily, and take the smallest step back. He grins in victory. I've already made a huge mistake.

'Please get out,' I say. I'm a mess in his presence, and doesn't he know it?

'What if I said no? If I don't leave, we both know you won't.'

I clench my fists. 'Jack, stop this. It's not fair... it's not right-'

'-It doesn't make you love it less.'

I breathe in every ounce of frustration I have, and I glare at Jack in anger.

'Right, Jack, stop. Get out of my room!' I yell. I wave my hands around, but it doesn't faze Jack in the slightest. His smile grows wider, and still he steps closer. Slowly.

'I'm bored, Rye,' Jack bites his lip, 'so so bored.'

'Then go and pester someone else,' I say as I roll my eyes.

'They don't have what I need,' he whispers. Eyes big.

'I can't give that to you,' I say. But I hesitate before I say it, and Jack knows he's winning me over. I won't ever admit that he does, but he does.

'That hasn't stopped you before,' Jack points out.

'That's it. Get out!' I shout. I'm shaking from anger, and I walk to move passed him.

I don't get far, because he reaches out to me, spins me around, and pulls me close to him.

'Make me,' Jack whispers, leans in so close that his lips nearly touch mine.

'I have a girlfriend Jack,' I defend, stare at his lips. I don't move... if I move Jack will close the distance. I have to stay still.

'Break up with her then,' he says breathlessly, slides his hands underneath my shirt. My breath hitches before I can stop it, and I hate myself. I hate myself for what he does to me.

'I can't,' I whisper.

Jack ghosts his breath over my lips, and slowly moves to my ear. 'She doesn't have to know,' he breathes hotly in my ear. I shiver. He bites it, once, then twice, and starts to move his mouth down my neck.

'Stop,' I whimper, yet my hands rest themselves on Jack's hips. My heart and head say no, but my body says yes. Every damn time my body says yes.

'Make me. Make me stop,' Jack says, and he slides his leg between mine.

I hold in a moan, and tense up. I can't do this. This isn't right. But I say nothing. I stay still. I stay still, and I don't know what I can say.

When I don't say anything, Jack starts to move his hands. First, he slips my jacket off my shoulders, kissing and touching as he does so.

I say nothing. I don't move.

He slides his hands back under my shirt. I don't move. I don't react. He unbuttons it slowly, one torturous button at a time, and takes it off. I shiver a little at the cold, and he drops my shirt to the floor.

I stare at Jack with wide eyes. He's smiling, eyes big and excited, and then he takes a step back. I can breathe now that his leg isn't between mine.

He reaches for my jeans, and unzips them slowly. My stomach turns in anticipation, and I can't do this. It's so wrong. But I can't make my body move. He tugs my jeans down, and I flinch. Jack smirks.

'Make me stop Rye,' Jack breathes into my ear again, and I shiver. I shiver violently, and I can't take my eyes off him.

'Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want this.' Jack pulls back, places his hands on my chest and bites his lip with a smirk. He kneads his hands into my chest, and rubs it slowly and gently.

Still I stare at him. I don't say a word.

'Rye,' he whispers, teeth grazing my neck, 'Rye she doesn't have to know about this.'

He bites a trail down my neck, all the way to my chest, and he heads back up with kisses. He nibbles on my earlobe, and says my name. 'Rye,' he says. Just my name. Says it over and over again.

I tilt my head away from him, a last attempt to get away, but he turns my head to look at him again. His finger strokes my cheek, and I hate how calm I feel. My heart pounds, but somehow it's okay.

I hate feeling like this. I have a girlfriend.

And then Jack presses his lips to mine; I don't respond. He keeps kissing me, moving his lips, biting a little, and I can feel his smirk when I refuse to kiss him back.

His leg slides between mine again, and I gasp before I stop myself. Jack takes the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, and holds both my cheeks tightly to hold my face in place.

I tangle my hands in Jack's hair to shove him off me, to get him to stop this, that this can't happen again, that it's wrong, but I think Jack takes this as a sign that I want this, that I'm enjoying it. Jack kisses deeper, twists his tongue with mine, which I realise is moving to dance with his now. Jack slides a hand down my back, and pulls me closer.

My body is flush against his, and I lose all control, all rationality.

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"Break up with your girlfriend, yeah cos I'm bored."

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