The Player (Jack Gilinsky Fanfic)

chapter 4

We walk in and walk upstairs. We walk into a room which i'm guessing is Jack's. I put my book bag down pull some books out. I feel a warm hand on my waist, he then turns me around and were face to face. Our bodies were so close I could feel his heart beat. I swear I wasn't even breathing, I'm so shocked. He starts to lean to kiss me. I turn my head and he ends up kissing my cheek. I pull away from him.

"God damn it why do you have to tease me?" He asks

"I'm not teasing you, you're just a horamoanal teenage boy." I say smiling.

"I'm a boy that gets everything I want. And babygirl, I wan't you." He said pulling me closer.

"Jack I came here to help you with your studies. Not anything else." I say turning around and opening the book.

"But thats not what I brought you here for." He says.

"But what you brought me for isn't what I want. I'm sorry. you're gonna have to bring some slut here for that. I'm trying to be as nice as I can, you're not making it very easy for me Jack." I say looking at him.

"come on Riley. You can trust me" He says pulling me closer again.

"Come on Jack, were not going to fuck then act like it was nothing. It's not gonna happen." I say.

"You know what, Fine. What ever you want." he says slightly annoyed. But frankly I don't give a flying fuck. He's being imature about something stupid.

"I think I should go." I say grabing my jacket. He then grabed my waist and turned me around once again. But this time he didn't hesitate to kiss me. He kissed me strait on the lips and it became a full on makeout session. God i know it's wrong but it felt so right. I don't know why i'm kissing back. He then sat down in his bed and i stradled him. I started kissing his neck and whipered into his ear. "good bye Jack" I whisper And get off of him.

I wasn't going to let him fuck me. I'm not stupid, besides he's still a stranger to me. I don't know anything about him besides he's a player, he always get what he wants, which i proved him wrong, and he doesn't like it when you bite him botton lip.

I grab my belongings and walk out, his face was priceless. I called an Uber and went home. When I get home i search through my bag and jacket for my phone. It was no where. I really hope i didn't leave it at his house.

I decided not to think about the phone thing and take a shower. Images of his face when I left kept poping up in my head. I swear i couldn't stop laughing when I got into the Uber. how do I get myself into these situations?