Thursday, 7 December 2017

Friends With Benefits Episode 13

Jackson and I kiss was soon interrupted by shouting from the crowd of students gathered around us. I hadn't even realised so many people were watching us until I broke away from Jackson. I quickly buried my flamed cheeks in Jackson's chest.
Have they forgotten that they were here to watch movie, how come they seem so interested in our little game other than the movie they paid for?
"Get a room!" A familiar voice shouted from amongst the students. I turned my head to look at the place where the voice came from. My eyes met a smirking George. I buried my head further into Jackson's shirt wanting this whole experience to be over because damn it was embarrassing.
Jackson on the other hand was laughing his ass off. I don't know whether he was laughing at George's comment or at the fact we got so much attention. If this had been any other couple kissing no one would have blinked an eye but it was because it was Jackson and I that everyone cared. It was almost like we were celebrities at our school. I still didn't understand why everyone was so obsessed with us. I swear before we knew it we would have a couple name or something ridiculous like that.
"We might as well give them what they want," Jackson smirked as he lifted my chin up so I had to face him.
"No way!" I whispered. There was no way I was making out with Jackson again in front of all these people. It was different previously because I didn't realise how many people were actually watching us.
However, Jackson seemed to ignore my comment and everything around us seemed to fade away as Jackson's lips gradually grew closer and closer to mine. The only thing I seemed to be able to focus on was Jackson's sparkling blue eyes, which were filled with lust, and the feel of his warm breath against my lips. Everything else was forgotten. I forgot where we were. I forgot who was watching. I forgot about George's comment. Instead, my mind filled with thoughts of Jackson. Thoughts of his lips against mine. Thoughts of his hands running through my hand. Thoughts of his gorgeous blue eyes and how the smallest things could make them glint with excitement.
His lips touched mine and it was like nothing I had ever felt before. I don't know whether it was because this was the first time that I thought maybe, just maybe, Jackson might feel the same or it was because I was kissing him with all I had. I had to prove that we could make this. I wanted him to know that the risk was worth it. I needed to show him that we were worth it because we were special.
His hands tangled in my hair which he tugged gently. My body moulded to his as my hands grabbed fistfuls of his shirt. My heart was trying to jump out of my chest as he gently bit my lower lip. I couldn't hide the quiet moan that escaped my lips. He smiled against my lips and pulled away slightly as he rested his forehead against mine. A wide smile pulled across my lips as my breath came out in short pants.
We stared into each other's eyes for what felt like hours yet could have only been a couple of minutes - it was that easy to get lost in Jackson's eyes. His eyes were one of my favourite things about him. They always conveyed so much emotion, whether it was excitement, lust, sadness or hurt. However, they were best when he was happy. The already bright blue colour seemed to brighten further so they actually seemed to shine. I would never get tired of looking into his eyes.
Once both of our breathing rates had returned back to normal Jackson relaxed properly on his seat causing my hands to drop from his chest.
I turned around to see most of the students had disappeared. The movie was over already and the Two of us were the only once left. Jackson and I joined the end of the line which was still in the queuing room.
"Have fun?" Jackson asked as his hand slipped into mine and we strolled out of the movie room.
"I hated the beginning, but it got a whole lot better towards the end," I smirked as I winked at Jackson. Jackson's cheeks darkened slightly and I felt pride swell in my chest that I was the cause of that blush - especially since Jackson never blushed, unlike me.
However, Jackson's cocky self almost instantly returned, "That wouldn't have something to do with me would it?" He chuckled.
"Ha ha," I said flatly, "You wish it did," I continued. Jackson just shook his head in response and started swinging our hands happily as we walked along, the sun shining down on us.
"So about earlier..." Jackson started but I interrupted him. I didn't want to talk about it now. I didn't want him to tell me he didn't want to be anything more than friends. I couldn't deal with the feeling of rejection right now. I just wanted to enjoy the rest of the time we had today before we had to return to reality.
"We'll talk about it later," I said, "I don't want to ruin today," I smiled weakly as I finished my sentence.
He nodded quickly as his lips formed a thin line. I saw a flash of emotion cross his eyes but it disappeared too quickly for me to figure out what it meant.
"So here are the two lovebirds," George smirked as he flung his arms round our shoulders and started walking between us.
"Shut up," Jackson snapped.
"Okay, you don't need to get touchy," George chuckled.
I glanced at Jackson raising my eyebrow questioningly but he just waved his hand signalling to me that he was fine.
I decided I would ask him later before turning to my left where Emily was now walking. As soon as she caught my eye she mouthed 'told you so', obviously thinking Jackson and I were now together.
As much as I loved kissing Jackson and finally giving in to everything it was only now that I was starting to realise the consequences to our actions. Now that we had kissed in front of everyone, they would all think we were actually together. The questions would soon start about how it happened and when we realised our feelings for each other. All questions that I would have to lie about. I couldn't tell them the truth. I couldn't admit that I was totally and completely in love with my best friend. Because I was. What had started out as a bit of fun had led to this. Love.
I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair. This situation had become so complicated. I knew it was a bad idea - I had even tried to stop it - and I was right. I knew it would lead to me getting hurt, but I couldn't seem to bring myself to stop again. I couldn't say no to Jackson. I couldn't tell him I didn't want to hook up with him any more because the truth was I did. However, I didn't just want to have the occasional hook up with Jackson, I wanted more.
I wanted to be his everything, like he was mine. I wanted to be the first thing on his mind when he woke up and the last thing on his mind when he went to sleep. I wanted him to smile everytime he sees my name flash up on his phone. I wanted him never to become bored of my company. I wanted him to kiss me while I was in the middle of saying something just because he couldn't help himself. I wanted butterflies to fill his stomach just when he thought of me. I wanted sparks to fly through his body just because of my touch.
However, I knew that would never happen. That sort of thing only happens in movies and story books, right? As much as I loved Jackson , he would never feel the same. He had made that clear. We had both made that clear, but things had changed. I changed. I fell in love with him. I couldn't help it. He caught me off guard - when I was least expecting it. He was the one who was always there for me and I only realised it when it was too late. I only realised what was happening when I was in love with him. It was stupid, I know. However, there is nothing I can do about it now.
I knew that it would take me a long time to get over Jackson, especially since I see him all the time - and that would just make it harder. However, I couldn't act any different towards him. I couldn't admit that everytime he smiles at me my heart tries to break out of my chest. I couldn't tell him that just his touch makes it hard for me to breathe. I couldn't tell him any of those things. So instead I would just have to hide my feelings. I would just have to act like nothing was wrong, like nothing has changed, like I'm not in love with him.
I know it will be hard. I mean how are you supposed to hide the fact that you are in love with someone from them? How am I supposed to hide my true feelings from my best friend, from the only one who truly knows me, the only one who can just look at me and know what I was feeling.
I sighed again as the realisation of just how hard this would be washed over me. I would never give up though. I would never give up on Jackson. This whole thing was my fault and there was no way I was going to lose my best friend because of these feelings. I loved Jackson and that was the reason why I was okay with hiding my feelings because I knew if he found out the truth it would all change. I loved him so much that I was okay with the fact he would never see me as more than a best friend. As much as it pained me, being best friends with Jackson was better than nothing. I knew that if I lost him that would break my heart a thousand times worse than hiding my feelings from him.
I glanced back up from my feet to Emily and quickly mouthed, 'I'll explain later' before smiling sadly and focusing back on the crowded street we were now walking through.
***
I collapsed on to my bed as I waited for Emily to get ready. The rest of the afternoon - which we had spent shopping - has passed quickly. I had planned on spending the afternoon just with Emily, however, George and Jackson insisted on tagging along. However, they had both moaned the whole afternoon about how bored they were and how much they hated shopping. Emily and I tried to persuade them to go to a café and get something to eat but then they had whined about us trying to ditch them.
However, the reason they had stuck with us had soon become clear when Jackson kept kissing me when he thought George and Emily weren't looking, but they were and caught us twice. Emily thought it was cute - as I still hadn't had the chance to explain to her what was happening. I didn't know what I was going to say to her when I finally did get the chance, I didn't even know what was happening myself. George on the other hand kept fake gagging when he saw Jackson and I kissing or even if Jackson just whispered something to me. George always seemed to assume it was something dirty, that boy seriously needed to get his mind out of the gutter!
Right now I was back at our room where we had an hour to get ready for dinner which we were having at a restaurant down the road from the house - seeing as it was our last night in together.
"So explain everything about you and Jackson!" Emily squealed as she bounded out of the bathroom in a fresh set of clothes, which she had bought while shopping today.
"Look, I know you aren't going to believe me but nothing is actually happening between Jackson and I. Seeing as we got caught kissing in the cinema today he thought we might as well make the most of it," I tried to explain.
"So you are not together?" Emily asked as her eyebrows pulled together into a frown.
"No," I sighed as I rested my head in my hands. I wanted to be with Jackson so badly. I didn't even know how to explain in words how much I wanted to be with Jackson. I just hoped one day he would see me as more than just his childhood best friend.
"I'm sorry Jenny," Emily soothed as she stroked my back gently. I plastered a brave face on and looked up,
"Whatever, I know he doesn't feel the same and it's okay." I stated as I stood up from my bed and grabbed some clothes before heading to the bathroom to get ready.
***
Jackson's POV
George and I were in our room watching TV when someone knocked on our door. I glanced at the clock and realised it had been an hour. I didn't understand why they had given us so long to get ready for dinner anyway; George and I had spent the full hour watching a football game.
George didn't even move when the hollow knock filled the room so slowly I dragged myself off my bed and went to answer the door.
I swung the door open to find Jenny on the other side. She had changed into a long black maxi dress that looked incredible, she had also reapplied her make-up - not that she needed any.
My mouth fell open as my eyes raked up and down her body. How had I never realised how beautiful she was before? I had always known that Jennifer was pretty, I would have had to be blind not to. However, it was only recently that she had started to leave me gobsmacked.
My eyes moved back up to her face and where met by a confident smirk that showed she knew that I had just been checking her out. I knew I shouldn't have done what I did next but I couldn't help myself.
Swiftly, I grabbed her wrists and slammed her into my body. I hadn't meant to pull her so hard but I guess I had just caught her by surprise. I spun her round so she now had her back against the door and quickly found her lips. As my lips pressed against hers I pinned her wrists above her head. Her back arched as she pressed her body to mine. She tried to break her hands free but I was stronger than her. I smiled against her lips at her attempts to pull her hands out of mine. I wanted to tangle hands in her hair and run the down her body but her struggling was just too amusing. I liked knowing that I had the same effect on her that she had on me.
I moaned into her mouth as I pushed her harder against the door frame, my whole body now vibrating with need. I liked her so much it was unbelievable.
My hands instantly dropped as that thought entered my mind. Jennifer didn't seem to notice my sudden hesitation as her hands instantly moved to my hair, tangling themselves within it. I slowly moved my hands to her waist trying to act like I hadn't just thought that.
I couldn't like Jennifer? She was my best friend. She was nothing more. She wouldn't feel the same. She couldn't feel the same. She was amazing and I was just so plain.
It was in that moment that it hit me like a tonne of bricks. All the reasons I had agreed to the arrangement, all the reasons why I had become so mad when she had wanted to stop, why I now thought she looked so beautiful all the time. All of those things were because I liked her. However, I didn't just like her I loved her.
As that realisation entered my mind I started to kiss her with everything I had. I knew there was no chance she would ever feel the same but that wouldn't stop me from trying. I would prove to her that I was good enough, that I would be the one who would make her happy, that I was enough.
***
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Jackson and I kiss was soon interrupted by shouting from the crowd of students gathered around us. I hadn't even realised so many people were watching us until I broke away from Jackson. I quickly buried my flamed cheeks in Jackson's chest.
Have they forgotten that they were here to watch movie, how come they seem so interested in our little game other than the movie they paid for?
"Get a room!" A familiar voice shouted from amongst the students. I turned my head to look at the place where the voice came from. My eyes met a smirking George. I buried my head further into Jackson's shirt wanting this whole experience to be over because damn it was embarrassing.
Jackson on the other hand was laughing his ass off. I don't know whether he was laughing at George's comment or at the fact we got so much attention. If this had been any other couple kissing no one would have blinked an eye but it was because it was Jackson and I that everyone cared. It was almost like we were celebrities at our school. I still didn't understand why everyone was so obsessed with us. I swear before we knew it we would have a couple name or something ridiculous like that.
"We might as well give them what they want," Jackson smirked as he lifted my chin up so I had to face him.
"No way!" I whispered. There was no way I was making out with Jackson again in front of all these people. It was different previously because I didn't realise how many people were actually watching us.
However, Jackson seemed to ignore my comment and everything around us seemed to fade away as Jackson's lips gradually grew closer and closer to mine. The only thing I seemed to be able to focus on was Jackson's sparkling blue eyes, which were filled with lust, and the feel of his warm breath against my lips. Everything else was forgotten. I forgot where we were. I forgot who was watching. I forgot about George's comment. Instead, my mind filled with thoughts of Jackson. Thoughts of his lips against mine. Thoughts of his hands running through my hand. Thoughts of his gorgeous blue eyes and how the smallest things could make them glint with excitement.
His lips touched mine and it was like nothing I had ever felt before. I don't know whether it was because this was the first time that I thought maybe, just maybe, Jackson might feel the same or it was because I was kissing him with all I had. I had to prove that we could make this. I wanted him to know that the risk was worth it. I needed to show him that we were worth it because we were special.
His hands tangled in my hair which he tugged gently. My body moulded to his as my hands grabbed fistfuls of his shirt. My heart was trying to jump out of my chest as he gently bit my lower lip. I couldn't hide the quiet moan that escaped my lips. He smiled against my lips and pulled away slightly as he rested his forehead against mine. A wide smile pulled across my lips as my breath came out in short pants.
We stared into each other's eyes for what felt like hours yet could have only been a couple of minutes - it was that easy to get lost in Jackson's eyes. His eyes were one of my favourite things about him. They always conveyed so much emotion, whether it was excitement, lust, sadness or hurt. However, they were best when he was happy. The already bright blue colour seemed to brighten further so they actually seemed to shine. I would never get tired of looking into his eyes.
Once both of our breathing rates had returned back to normal Jackson relaxed properly on his seat causing my hands to drop from his chest.
I turned around to see most of the students had disappeared. The movie was over already and the Two of us were the only once left. Jackson and I joined the end of the line which was still in the queuing room.
"Have fun?" Jackson asked as his hand slipped into mine and we strolled out of the movie room.
"I hated the beginning, but it got a whole lot better towards the end," I smirked as I winked at Jackson. Jackson's cheeks darkened slightly and I felt pride swell in my chest that I was the cause of that blush - especially since Jackson never blushed, unlike me.
However, Jackson's cocky self almost instantly returned, "That wouldn't have something to do with me would it?" He chuckled.
"Ha ha," I said flatly, "You wish it did," I continued. Jackson just shook his head in response and started swinging our hands happily as we walked along, the sun shining down on us.
"So about earlier..." Jackson started but I interrupted him. I didn't want to talk about it now. I didn't want him to tell me he didn't want to be anything more than friends. I couldn't deal with the feeling of rejection right now. I just wanted to enjoy the rest of the time we had today before we had to return to reality.
"We'll talk about it later," I said, "I don't want to ruin today," I smiled weakly as I finished my sentence.
He nodded quickly as his lips formed a thin line. I saw a flash of emotion cross his eyes but it disappeared too quickly for me to figure out what it meant.
"So here are the two lovebirds," George smirked as he flung his arms round our shoulders and started walking between us.
"Shut up," Jackson snapped.
"Okay, you don't need to get touchy," George chuckled.
I glanced at Jackson raising my eyebrow questioningly but he just waved his hand signalling to me that he was fine.
I decided I would ask him later before turning to my left where Emily was now walking. As soon as she caught my eye she mouthed 'told you so', obviously thinking Jackson and I were now together.
As much as I loved kissing Jackson and finally giving in to everything it was only now that I was starting to realise the consequences to our actions. Now that we had kissed in front of everyone, they would all think we were actually together. The questions would soon start about how it happened and when we realised our feelings for each other. All questions that I would have to lie about. I couldn't tell them the truth. I couldn't admit that I was totally and completely in love with my best friend. Because I was. What had started out as a bit of fun had led to this. Love.
I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair. This situation had become so complicated. I knew it was a bad idea - I had even tried to stop it - and I was right. I knew it would lead to me getting hurt, but I couldn't seem to bring myself to stop again. I couldn't say no to Jackson. I couldn't tell him I didn't want to hook up with him any more because the truth was I did. However, I didn't just want to have the occasional hook up with Jackson, I wanted more.
I wanted to be his everything, like he was mine. I wanted to be the first thing on his mind when he woke up and the last thing on his mind when he went to sleep. I wanted him to smile everytime he sees my name flash up on his phone. I wanted him never to become bored of my company. I wanted him to kiss me while I was in the middle of saying something just because he couldn't help himself. I wanted butterflies to fill his stomach just when he thought of me. I wanted sparks to fly through his body just because of my touch.
However, I knew that would never happen. That sort of thing only happens in movies and story books, right? As much as I loved Jackson , he would never feel the same. He had made that clear. We had both made that clear, but things had changed. I changed. I fell in love with him. I couldn't help it. He caught me off guard - when I was least expecting it. He was the one who was always there for me and I only realised it when it was too late. I only realised what was happening when I was in love with him. It was stupid, I know. However, there is nothing I can do about it now.
I knew that it would take me a long time to get over Jackson, especially since I see him all the time - and that would just make it harder. However, I couldn't act any different towards him. I couldn't admit that everytime he smiles at me my heart tries to break out of my chest. I couldn't tell him that just his touch makes it hard for me to breathe. I couldn't tell him any of those things. So instead I would just have to hide my feelings. I would just have to act like nothing was wrong, like nothing has changed, like I'm not in love with him.
I know it will be hard. I mean how are you supposed to hide the fact that you are in love with someone from them? How am I supposed to hide my true feelings from my best friend, from the only one who truly knows me, the only one who can just look at me and know what I was feeling.
I sighed again as the realisation of just how hard this would be washed over me. I would never give up though. I would never give up on Jackson. This whole thing was my fault and there was no way I was going to lose my best friend because of these feelings. I loved Jackson and that was the reason why I was okay with hiding my feelings because I knew if he found out the truth it would all change. I loved him so much that I was okay with the fact he would never see me as more than a best friend. As much as it pained me, being best friends with Jackson was better than nothing. I knew that if I lost him that would break my heart a thousand times worse than hiding my feelings from him.
I glanced back up from my feet to Emily and quickly mouthed, 'I'll explain later' before smiling sadly and focusing back on the crowded street we were now walking through.
***
I collapsed on to my bed as I waited for Emily to get ready. The rest of the afternoon - which we had spent shopping - has passed quickly. I had planned on spending the afternoon just with Emily, however, George and Jackson insisted on tagging along. However, they had both moaned the whole afternoon about how bored they were and how much they hated shopping. Emily and I tried to persuade them to go to a café and get something to eat but then they had whined about us trying to ditch them.
However, the reason they had stuck with us had soon become clear when Jackson kept kissing me when he thought George and Emily weren't looking, but they were and caught us twice. Emily thought it was cute - as I still hadn't had the chance to explain to her what was happening. I didn't know what I was going to say to her when I finally did get the chance, I didn't even know what was happening myself. George on the other hand kept fake gagging when he saw Jackson and I kissing or even if Jackson just whispered something to me. George always seemed to assume it was something dirty, that boy seriously needed to get his mind out of the gutter!
Right now I was back at our room where we had an hour to get ready for dinner which we were having at a restaurant down the road from the house - seeing as it was our last night in together.
"So explain everything about you and Jackson!" Emily squealed as she bounded out of the bathroom in a fresh set of clothes, which she had bought while shopping today.
"Look, I know you aren't going to believe me but nothing is actually happening between Jackson and I. Seeing as we got caught kissing in the cinema today he thought we might as well make the most of it," I tried to explain.
"So you are not together?" Emily asked as her eyebrows pulled together into a frown.
"No," I sighed as I rested my head in my hands. I wanted to be with Jackson so badly. I didn't even know how to explain in words how much I wanted to be with Jackson. I just hoped one day he would see me as more than just his childhood best friend.
"I'm sorry Jenny," Emily soothed as she stroked my back gently. I plastered a brave face on and looked up,
"Whatever, I know he doesn't feel the same and it's okay." I stated as I stood up from my bed and grabbed some clothes before heading to the bathroom to get ready.
***
Jackson's POV
George and I were in our room watching TV when someone knocked on our door. I glanced at the clock and realised it had been an hour. I didn't understand why they had given us so long to get ready for dinner anyway; George and I had spent the full hour watching a football game.
George didn't even move when the hollow knock filled the room so slowly I dragged myself off my bed and went to answer the door.
I swung the door open to find Jenny on the other side. She had changed into a long black maxi dress that looked incredible, she had also reapplied her make-up - not that she needed any.
My mouth fell open as my eyes raked up and down her body. How had I never realised how beautiful she was before? I had always known that Jennifer was pretty, I would have had to be blind not to. However, it was only recently that she had started to leave me gobsmacked.
My eyes moved back up to her face and where met by a confident smirk that showed she knew that I had just been checking her out. I knew I shouldn't have done what I did next but I couldn't help myself.
Swiftly, I grabbed her wrists and slammed her into my body. I hadn't meant to pull her so hard but I guess I had just caught her by surprise. I spun her round so she now had her back against the door and quickly found her lips. As my lips pressed against hers I pinned her wrists above her head. Her back arched as she pressed her body to mine. She tried to break her hands free but I was stronger than her. I smiled against her lips at her attempts to pull her hands out of mine. I wanted to tangle hands in her hair and run the down her body but her struggling was just too amusing. I liked knowing that I had the same effect on her that she had on me.
I moaned into her mouth as I pushed her harder against the door frame, my whole body now vibrating with need. I liked her so much it was unbelievable.
My hands instantly dropped as that thought entered my mind. Jennifer didn't seem to notice my sudden hesitation as her hands instantly moved to my hair, tangling themselves within it. I slowly moved my hands to her waist trying to act like I hadn't just thought that.
I couldn't like Jennifer? She was my best friend. She was nothing more. She wouldn't feel the same. She couldn't feel the same. She was amazing and I was just so plain.
It was in that moment that it hit me like a tonne of bricks. All the reasons I had agreed to the arrangement, all the reasons why I had become so mad when she had wanted to stop, why I now thought she looked so beautiful all the time. All of those things were because I liked her. However, I didn't just like her I loved her.
As that realisation entered my mind I started to kiss her with everything I had. I knew there was no chance she would ever feel the same but that wouldn't stop me from trying. I would prove to her that I was good enough, that I would be the one who would make her happy, that I was enough.
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