Enemies with Benefits, KiKi XoXo [reading books for 4 year olds .txt] 📗

wrong impression! "Who might this be? If you don't my asking."   Well shit. Do I tell him? No, he is going to think we're together or something.  "Hmmm, you're just a fling aren't you... yeah figured. Where is Jake?" He asks, after I don't reply.

 

"I'm not a fling!" I growl into the speaker. His brother just chuckles. 

 

"Sweetie they're all flings.. nothing more then a one-nighter." He sighs. I role my eyes, yeah he doesn't understand. 

 

"Paige what are you doing?" Jake mumbles behind me, and I turn tossing his phone on his bed. He picks it up eyeing my confused. I point at his phone, and brings it to his ear. "Hello?" He lays back down. I sit back down on his bed, wondering what woke him up. Watching him intently with wonder about why his brother would call so late. I listen in. "What do you want?"  Jake sighs. There is a long pause, and Jake wipes his eyes.  I wish I could here the other end. I want to know what's going on! Jake sits up looking at me real fast, mad. "No, off limits! I'm serious Jace!" 

 

Off limits? Why does he say that and look at me? Why does he sound mad?  I run over to the chair grabbing  plush blanket, and  cuddling into it I sit back down on his bed.  

 

"It's none of your business. Why are you calling?" Jake continues watching me, with curious eyes now. After another moment of silence, Jake lets out a yawn as do I. I turn over, laying my head down on the other pillow waiting until his phone conversation is done. I want to ask him about it, and stays sitting up and talking about things with his brother. I catch a couple things like spring break and the lunch. Another yawn hits me, and I close my eyes. What time is it even? Its obviously past midnight, oh well I guess, I'll just be tired tomorrow. 

 

The buzzing of an alarm slowly brings me to life, and I open my eyes, looking at the cieling. One crazy ass dream, staying in Jake's room with him! I look over wondering where the buzz is coming from, none of my alarms sound like that. But it's not my room, it's just like Jake's from my dream. Finally waking up and gaining my senses, I feel the arm wrapped around me and the body pressed against my back side. I turn my head, and right there is Jake's his messy bed headcovering his eyes, just like last night when I answered his phone.  I'm sleeping with Jake! I fell asleep last night! On his bed! Don't freak out, Paige. Be mature about this. I sit there ignoring the still buzzing alarm. I smile slightly, I've always wondered what this felt like. I've watched this in movies and T.V shows, and read about it in books, but it's different with the real thing. It's better. More special. Carefully turning so I'm facing him, I look at his features. Strong cheek bones, and straight nose. His lips lush and soft, although I only know that from the times they have kissed me, I smile at the small seeing the small gape between his lips. It's cute seeing him sleeping this close. His jaw is relaxed, and well set. My eyes drift back  to his mouth, wonder spikes my mind. I could kiss him.  My body shivers, why am I thinking about kissing him? Why am I still laying here with him?! 

 

Oh but was my mind right. He looks so vulnerable, and cute. He is good looking, I've always known and said that. But now, watching him sleep, like a stalker, I can see he is cute and he obviously wasn't joking last night when  he said he wouldn't pull anything. Because here I am in his bed, and we're both fully clothed still. What oes he think of me? Why did he want me to stay so bad last night. The desperation and the longing in his eyes last night stunned me. He was begging me to stay. Why?  What does that mean? I focus on his face again, his lips still parted and his eyes still lightly closed. My body is screaming at me to kiss him, but what if I wake him up? What would I say? He stirs in his sleep slightly, and I remember and hear the alarm buzzing in the distance. We have drama  club/class to get to. 

 

KISS HIM!

 

My body yells, as I think about getting up. We need to get up. I need to get up. My body chants, begging me now to kiss him. I'm turning into a ball of lust, and I look up at his eyes. Still closed. Just one innocent kiss. Just one? I sit up slowly being sure to not wake him. 

 

"Jake?" I whisper, and he doesn't respond. I move in a little closer, should I? No, I shouldn't. It's techinically sexual assualt. Oh god I can't do it! But I want to! Still leaning in, unsre now if it's my brain or body moving me.  "Jake?" I whisper one more time, and his eyes slowly open. Oh shit he is awake! He looks at me with tired eyes, although his face is confused. I touch our lips, and he reacts right away. As if he is wide awake, he kisses me desperately and his arm that is wrapped around me pulls me in tighter and closer. I lay a hand on his chest, to help balance myself. As I lean over him more, he movies his hands to my hips lifting me so I'm now sitting on him. He sits up lifting me, and his thumbs slip under the fabric of my shirt. Then both of his hands slip under.  I tense, oh god what's going to happen? Our kiss changes, to one of hunger and lust. His thumbs circling massaging my skin, as they inch up pulling my shirt with them. My stomach is showing, and my breathing gets quicker. I know where this goes, am I ready? I'm a virgin. Oh god, I'm a virgin! I don't know what to do, and he has been with countless girls.  This isn't right. It feels right, but it can't be can it? 

 

I pull away abruptly, and I jump from the bed. Pulling my shirt back down, I reach for my phone on the night stand. I can't stay here. I need to leave, and get to drama. Forget this happened. I need to forget. 

 

"Paige stop." He says, getting up. I can't I'm shaking so bad and I can't focus. All I can think about is if it's right or wrong. And the fact that I'm a virgin, and he isn't! "Hey, you can't keep denying this! You feel it too, I know you do. Other wise you wouldn't have kissed me. Why fight it?" He say closing the door as I open it. My back is to him, but I know he is right behind me. I can feel his eyes on the back of my head. 

 

"No." Is all I can manage. I do feel it the lust in the air around us, and the I feel the longing in my head and heart to continue, and not leave. But I have to. I shouldn't have kissed him, I knew it, yet I still did. I fight it because I don't want to be the  other girls. I don't want to be another one-nighters. Even his brother has no hope for him to be in a relationship! 

 

Jake's POV

 

"Don't do this." I whisper, and I take a deep breath. Desperation loud and clear in my voice again.  

 

"What do you want from me Jake? What do you want me to say .. or to do?" she whispers, trying to stay calm and collected. I flex my fingers, trying to stop myself from shaking.  "Just change my mind over night, and hop right into bed with you?" 

 

"I don't know what I all want from you." I admit keeping the door closed. We need to talk this out. I need to talk this out!

 

"But you know some things." she whispers, not sounding happy. I let out a breath. I do want to sleep with her. I want to see her body, touch her and hold her. "What else is there that you could want? All you ever want from girls is sex. The only thing that makes me different is I wont do it." She says, gaining her voice back. That's not true, there is more! She knows it. She doesn't want to believe! She is different on all levels. She is stuborn and a mystery. She isn't slutty in fact she is shy and she somewhat closed off. I like that she isn't an open book, and that she is guarded around me. She knows the type of guy I am, and she isn't trusting me because of it. How do I get her to see me without all of my bagage? Why do I want her to see me like that? Why do I notice all these things about her!

 

"You know some of them.. yes." I finally say, and she turns facing me. I put my other arm up on the door creating a cage around her. Now what do I say? I know what I want to do, the tension between is practically creating sparks! She wants me, and yet she still wont do anything!

 

"Jake... I'm not like you..." She whispers. "I don't have near as much experi-"

 

"I don't care!" I stop her, she is bringing up experience. "Whether you have 20 times more the experience then me, or if you have no experience, I don't care." Her face pales, but her cheeks are pink. She looks at the floor, turning away. "You have no experience." I whisper, and she doesn't move and doesn't reply. She is a virgin. I smile at the thought of no one else having her like that. I want her even more now. Her first time. I want that to be me, I want to be her first and her last. Why can't I just tell her that. I've never expressed feelings to a girl. To anyone actually, only my family, I've never even told Wyatt how much I appreciate him being my friend! 

 

"Yeah." She finally speaks. "I'm still a virgin." She lets out a breath, and I pull my arms from the door. I wrap her in my arms. "Jake what are you doing?" she asks. I move her hair, and lay my lips on her neck. I want to comfort her. She is practically limp in my arms, still tired and wanting my touch. She is breathing fast, and shaking. She doesn't protest, or flinch away. 

 

"I want you." I whisper in her ear, and she leans back into me more. "I know you want me, stop fighting it.." I say and she closes her eyes. Fighting what she is feeling. 

 

"We can't." She whispers, getting out of my grip. "I have to go." She whispers. "Good bye Jake." then she is gone. What? NO! She left. She said goodbye. Rejected I've been rejected. For the first time, me Jake Lincoln, have been rejected. My chest feels like it's being cut open and tore apart. 

 

"No." I whisper to myself. "I'm not giving up yet." I turn and turn off my damn alarm clock that's been buzzing the past twenty minutes. I go to my bathroom working through my plan to get Paige back.