Paris' POV:
It was the morning after the party that Luna, Griffin and Bryce threw for me. I lay next to Bryce and reach over to grab some clothes off the floor. I get up and put on the shirt that Bryce was wearing last night that reached a little above my knee. I sit back down on the bed and turn to look at the sleeping boy. I feel him move and sit up in the bed. "What time is it?" He asks his voice deeper than usual. I look over to my phone on his bedside table to read it's 10:00am. "It's 10:00." I respond. "It's early come lay down again." He says. I listen to him and lay down besides him. Looking up at him he puts his hand on my cheek and looks into my eyes. "Can I ask you something?" He whispers. I nod my head. "Am I your second choice?" He questions, taking me a back. Sure it was true at first I was using him to get over Jack, but now I don't really know. Yes I know I sound like a horrible person, but it's the truth. "I don't want to be your second choice, I don't want to be used so you can get over Jack." Bryce states. "I know." I murmur. "Because I really like you Paris and I know you don't feel the same." "You, you do?" I ask, a pitiful smile on my face. "Yeah, so tell me. Am I your second choice?" He questions. "I- I don't know." I pause. "I guess you were at first, but now I don't know." I tell him looking at him for his reaction. "You have to let me know because if I am, we have to end this." I take a deep breath and sigh. "I know." He leans in and brushes his lips against mine, kissing me. I kiss back and deepen the kiss, getting up and straddling him. "You look great in my shirt." He says breathlessly before we repeat what happened last night.
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Regrets || A Jack Avery Fanfiction
FanfictionParis Taylor has a bad reputation. One day she meets Jack Avery and his band. Jack wants to change Paris to be her better self. Along the way Jack and Paris start to fall for each other, but they haven't told each other. Soon after Paris' friends...
