Sluts (j.g.)

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Carson's POV

The day went by fast. Only 5 guys tried to touch my boobs. A world record.

I went to my locker to drop off my books. I got my purse and left.

I made my way to the field where all the guys hung out after school.  I looked around and saw Jack.

"Let's go doofus I don't have all day. I have an appointment at the salon," I call out.

"Oh come on babe. You only last for 5 seconds. Fucking you will be fast," he laughed along with his friends.

"Oh look you act even more slutty around your friends. You wish you can get with this."

He walked up to me until he was inches away from my face. "Listen sweetheart. You and I are actually very similar. Actually too similar that we are always at eachothers necks."

I put on my sunglasses. "Get your ass in my car now Gilinsky."

He said goodbye to the guys then followed. I was having trouble walking since my heels were not designed to walk in grass.

"You know your just as fake as those cheerleaders," I state to him.

He scoffs. "It's true. Like why do you AHH" I shout as I trip. Surprisingly, Jack caught me.

One of his arms were around my waist, and another holding back. I looked up and saw him staring at me.

Not the usual way but like he was in awe.

Jack's POV
"You know you're as fake as those cheerleaders," she nagged. She's hot but annoying as fuck.

I scoffed. "It's true. Like why do you AHH!" She screams as she tripped.

It was almost an instinct to catch her. I don't know what came over me, but she looked so pretty.

I've never seen her in this way. Her blonde hair shimmered with the sun. Her blue eyes were
just so astonishing.

I only judged a girl by her body features. But in these 7 seconds that I got to stare at her something clicked. Or it was just me getting a boner.

I think I like Carson. I never liked a girl before only their bodies. Yea she's a slut. But so am I.

"Can you let go of me?" She asked. I quickly sat her up.

Carson's POV
He kept on staring at me and to be honest I didn't mind.

His chocolate brown eyes that anyone can melt just by staring. His jawline was sharper than a knife. And his eyebrows are better than most of the girls at school, except for mine of course.

I felt it was getting a little weird so I decided to break the silence.

"Can you let go of me?" I asked even though I didn't wanted him to.

"Yes sorry," he mumbled as he sat me up. I looked down and saw that my heel was broken.

"Aw fuck! I loved these shoes!" I whimper taking them off.

Jack laughed at me as we approached my black Mercedes Benz.

"Damn nice car," he complimented.

The drive to my house was silent. I guess we were both thinking about the 7 seconds of pretty much heaven.

When we got to my house Jack gasped.

"What if I told you I lived right down the street," he says. I guess I never noticed him before.

We walked into the empty house and went straight upstairs to my room. We got out our papers.

We began to tell each other about ourselves. He's actually a really cool person. But still a slut.

"So. Who on the cheerleading team is the best at sex?" I asked.

"Samantha's pretty good. But cheerleaders are untrustworthy. I'm moving onto to the volleyball team. Have you seen their asses!" He exaggerates.

"Hey I'm on the volleyball team!" I laugh.

"That explains a lot," he said moving his head to an angle where my ass was. I playfully hit him.

"Um I guess we finished for today. But you don't have to go if you. I mean I don't want to be alone," I said awkwardly.

"I'd love to stay," he smiled. I smiled back.

"Are you hungry? I mean us sluts gotta eat," I joke walking towards the kitchen.

He followed me. We ate some cheez itz.

Jacks POV
When she asked me if I wanted to stay with her I was somewhat, happy.

She was really funny. It's official. I have a crush on Carson Dunn.

Carson's POV
"So. Let's head back up to my room and just chill there," I suggest when we finished eating.

He nodded and we went back upstairs. We sat on my bed and just went on our phones.

He put down his phone, then took mine out of my hand.

"There I you have my number," he said giving me back my phone.

"What if I didn't want your number?" I asked grinning.

"Trust me. You do," he smirked. Them it happened again. He stared at me.

But this time he leaned in. "Jack. What are you doing?" I questioned. Then he smashed his lips into mine culling my cheeks.

Man he was a good kisser. Doing this a hundred times, I was good too.

He pushed me down so he was on top of me. He took of my shirt and my skirt. "I love volleyball players," he but his lip while looking me up and down.

I flipped us over so I was straddling him. "Not as much as I love basketball players," I smirk as I take off his shirt.

"Don't think I didn't see your boner earlier,"I giggle as I felt something poking my inner thigh. He blushed.

I took of his shorts. "Wait! There's a condom the back pocket!" He exclaimed before I threw it on the ground.

I took it out. "Hey what can I say. Us sluts come prepared," he laughed.

I began to kiss him again. He pushed me over.

"This slut has control," he laughed.

Jacks POV
I purposely keep on using the word "slut" a lot because I want her to know we have something in common.

We were in the middle of making out and it was awesome.

Two people who are very experienced with sex have the best sex with eachother am I right.

"Wait stop," she said breaking the kiss.
"Why what's wrong?" I asked.

"This is wrong. I mean we just were put as partners today," she explained.

"Carson. You had sex with 5 guys in one day. With no words involved. So what's the problem with us?"

"God dammit Jack I like you! I can't have sex with a person that I like its just too romantic. I'm sorry," she apologized.

She likes me. But I can't tell her I like her back. It's going to ruin my reputation.

"Please say something before I die," she whimpered closing her eyes.

"I don't like you back. Sorry," I lied as I put my clothes back on.

Carson's POV
"I don't like you back. Sorry," He stated as he put his clothes on.

It felt like my heart shattered into a middle pieces. Why do I feel this way?

"Whatever Jack. I was just joking. But of course you're only in for the sex. I hope you die of std's!!" I shout as he walks out of my house.

God I hate love. No wonder why I'm a sl, oops, bitch who sleeps around a lot.

Shit I missed my hair appointment.