The Quarterback »Jake T. Austin fanfic«

Movies & Dinner

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When Jake said that we were going to watch Netflix and cuddle, he didn't tell me he would be adding a... Little friend. We were all cuddled up watching this show I heard about called Orphan Black. It was so cool and the girl, I think the actors name was Tatiana Maslany, she's so pretty. She was actually goals.

She took somebody who looked like hers identity and her look alike boyfriend came home and they started to get a bit...frisky.

I could feel the tensity in the room and I felt poking on my butt but I thought it was Jakes hand being awkwardly place. After a while, I shifted and heard Jake let out a little gasp. When I turned to look at him, he did it again and his face was lifted up and his hand gripped my waist.

"What are you doing?" I questioned him. I tried to get up but he gripped my waist tighter and told me not to move. A little freaked out, I stayed still and waited for an explanation.

"If you move, you cause friction, if you cause friction, I'll be even more turned on, and if that happens, I won't stop myself," he winked after, making me roll my eyes at him right then.

After a little while, the sound of my mom pulling into the drive way alarmed me. If she saw us in the couch like this, she'd probably flip shit. Especially since Jake took his shirt off despite my opinion to leave it on.

Without thinking, I got up, hearing a hissing sound come from Jakes open mouth. The door knob started to twist as I threw his shirt to him from a few feet away.

After he pulled it down, my mom stepped I to the room, looking at the both of us skeptically.

"Hey, Ms. Rodriguez," he smiled cheekily at her. She smiled at both of us as if she was amused since she was after pointing out that Jakes shirt was on backwards and inside out.

Jake flushed a light shade but didn't move to try and fix it, instead he had his hand folded in his lap, hiding what only the two of us knew.

"Alright, well are you gonna stay for dinner, Jake?" My mom started walking.

"Um, no he's going home right now," I answered for him. I don't think he wants to eat chips and salsa while watching NCIS with my mother and I while she tries to talk about how our relationship is going.

"Actually, I'd love to," he ignored. Damnit Jake, "would you like some help?" He asked. Just great.

I groaned and walked back to the couch and grabbed my bag of chips, resuming the show.

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Dinner wasn't so bad except for the times where my mom would bring up my childhood and how 'rebellious' I was in the 6th grade. I wasn't exactly bad but more...outspoken. If the teacher said something I didn't agree with, I'd tell them. And it pretty much got me into trouble sometimes.

Despite me hinting at Jake to leave, he didn't. After dinner, he followed me upstairs and we've been sitting up here doing nothing since. I texted Rose about it but all she said was that I should just tell him to leave. I do t want to sound harsh but dinner is going straight through me but I can't do what I need to do knowing he's here.

"Jake," he turns his head to me, "you've been here for a while, don't you think?" I try to be subtle.

"Yep," he answered shortly. Um???

"Why?" I swear if he says "'cause" I will kick him.

"Because," I rolled my fist, "I want to be with my girlfriend, is that so bad?"