bounce back

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"livlyn, no you're not doing this." jack begged. "please liv."

i held my phone in my hand.

24 hours since we got to his & lukes apartment in jersey after the big blow up at ways house.

"imagine the hate."

"babe." he said, defended.

"why shouldn't i?" i asked.

"livlyn avery, give me that." he said trying to take my phone.

"stop it."

"livlyn, dont do it. it's stupid and it won't solve anything. please babe."

"no." i protested.

"hey lets talk about this before you say and do something that you'll regret."

i looked at the picture on my phone and started laughing.

"ill do it."

"liv." he said in a deep voice.

i turned my phone to him to show him the screen, "but we look hot."

"we do, but still."

i rolled my eyes, "what about this one?"

i changed the photo of us and showed him.

"okay that ones better. the one of me with my hand around your neck will never see the light of day."

"deal." i nodded.

i laughed while posting it.

the only reason is for trevor to hopefully see it.

"i love us."

jack got up to pull me in bed next to him.

"now lets go to sleep."

he nestled his head into my neck and kissed it.

"stop that jack."

"just let me love you." he protested.

"let me sleep."

"let's makeout instead."

"no." i dragged out laughing as his hands pulled my hips over his waist.

"we can go take a shower."

"you have practice tomorrow."

"what does that have to do with us making out?" he asked, while his right hand traveled under my shirt.

"lukes home." i said.

"you dont think you can be quiet?" he whispered.

both his hands were under my shirt, my hands where on his chest, holding me up.

"can we try?" he asked, unclasping my bra.

he pulled my bra off my shoulders and down my arms.

oh god this is so bad.