9). It's A 'Hard' Life

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"Nora stop" He laughs, as keep ticking his sides.

"Okay" I say, stopping and just laying on top of him. In the room next to us, I hear Ms Barakat complaining about the noise. "Yeah Jack, keep it down" I laugh, blaming it on him. He tries to defend himself but I stick my hand over his mouth. "Ew, dude don't lick my hand" I say, pulling away my hand and toppling over onto the floor next to Jack.

I feel kind of bad for keeping Mrs Barakat up but at the same time I can't stop laughing. I love Mrs Barakat, she's like my second mother. When me and my brother were kids, my parents worked heaps so we would always stay over at Jack's house. Some days it feels like I've spent more days with Jack's mom than my own, but I understand my parents are busy.

"Nora you're making my arm go dead" Jack complained, making me realize I was laying on his arm.

"I'll get up then" I reply, starting to get up before Jack pulled me back down.

"No don't go" He whined, pulling me into his arms like a needy child.

"Never let go Jack" I said dramatically.'

"Okay but would you paint me like one of your french girls?" He asked with a failed attempt at winking.

"No, I can't paint and why do I have to be the little spoon." I groaned, wriggling in the death grip he had gotten me in. I didn't even know why we were spooning on Jack's bedroom floor and I'm sure we're laying on dirty washing.

"Because you're little" He told me, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Jack I'm only like two inches shorter than you." I pointed out, trying not to laugh every time his warm breath tickled my neck.

"But you're wittle" He whined, pulling me closer.

"Well don't blame me when your boner is getting crushed" I warn him with a smirk.

"So you noticed" Jack confirmed his face going red.

"It was a little 'hard' not to notice" I joked, not really caring about the thing poking into my back.

"Seriously, Nora in these hard times. I guess this isn't the worst thing to cum." Jack continued.

"Well that's bonerrific" I inform him.

"Uh, okay I think I need to sort this out." He mumbled, still blushing as he moved from cuddling me.

"Okay, but use protection with Alex." I sung out, getting off the floor so I could play some grand theft auto without Jack. "Don't be silly wrap your willy" I continued as he grabbed a towel for a cold shower.

"Why are you even so comfortable with boners?" Jack exclaimed, staring at me laughing on his couch.

"What can I say I hang around a lot of dicks." I tell him, right before he walks out the door, leaving me alone to play GTA.

Driving to the strip club on GTA, I know exactly where it is because of Jack being a little pervert. "Fuck" I swear out loud as I accidentally run over a cop. "No, no, no, no" I repeat as the cops start chasing me and all I wanted to do was innocently go to the strip club. Due to my poor controller skills, I crash my car enough for it to set on fire, trapping me inside. I had only been playing for a few minutes but I had already manged to die.

Giving up momentarily, I lie across Jack's couch. I don't know what me and Jack are, he's my best friend and we were just kissing but does that make us a couple? I don't know, I've never been a long relationship person, most of the time I was just a party hook up. Groaning, I rub my temples thinking. So if me and Jack are a couple what if I fuck up, Jack will get hurt. I'll hurt Jack, but if I don't want to be a couple with him wouldn't that hurt more. I like Jack but I mess everything up, so I guess it's his choice. That's only assuming Jack wants me, I wouldn't blame him for not. I'm nothing special and he deserves better than me the weird kid who keeps having breakdowns.

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