without you // jack duff

chapter 21 ~ regret

cassie's pov

i reached out and grabbed onto his shirt, pulling him towards me and smashing our lips together. he almost
immediately kissed back, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist whilst mine snaked around his neck. i could practically feel his lips form a smirk against mine, but this doesn't mean i like him. this is just the alcohol taking control, right?

i pressed myself against him as the kiss started to get deeper, my hands quickly unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off of his body. as i did so, he walked me towards the bed, still deep in the kiss. he sat on the edge of it, pulling me onto him to straddle his lap. i tangled my hand in his hair and pulled on it, biting his lip at the same time to receive a small groan escape his lips.

i gently pushed him back so he was laying down and i was over him, trailing kisses down his neck and leaving a hickey. i did this until he flipped us over so he could take charge, moving his hands under my shirt and bringing it up and over my head, throwing it to the floor beside us. his hands roamed my body as he repeated my actions by trailing kissing along my neck, finding my sweetspot and creating hickeys around this area. a small, soft moan escaped my lips as he did so, and then he reconnected our lips, continuing to kiss me

"hey 7 minutes is u- ARGH" andy screamed shortly after opening the door to tell us times up. jack immediately jumped up off of me, while i quickly sat up and tried my best to cover myself with my arms

"hey i said do it on harvey's bed!" rye whined, appearing next to andy. i completely forgot about the game

"get out!" i shouted, flushing a deep red from embarrassment. they quickly scurried out as i let out a sigh, getting up and picking my shirt up from the floor. i flung it back on over my head and looked over at jack, quickly looking away when i noticed he was already looking at me. i made my way out of the room and saw him putting his shirt back on out of the corner of my eye.

i walked back into the room the game was first taking place, sitting back down in my original place and letting out a sigh. everyone looked at me in shock, knowing what had just happened in the other room. hopefully they didn't think we'd went all the way. i just looked down, fiddling with my sleeves and pulling them over my hands

jack walked back into the room, buttoning his shirt back up and sitting where he was. i looked at him for a brief moment, glancing down to the hickey i had made on his neck and lifting my hand to the ones he'd created on mine.

i regret everything. i regret ever walking into that room with him. but is just the alcohol. we're both intoxicated, otherwise we wouldn't have done it, right?

"how about we all just watch a movie now?" mikey said, breaking the awkward silence that i didn't even realise was taking place. everyone agreed and moved so they could see the tv. i sat on one end of the row while jack sat on the other. it's 100% gonna be even more awkward between us now

throughout the whole movie, i didn't pay any attention to it or what the others were all speaking about. every second of it i thought about what had just happened and why i hated him so much. i'm beginning to hate myself. i never wanted to see him again, and there i was making out with him. i seriously don't know why i did it, but now i just wanna curl into a ball and cry until i rot to death

i eventually came out of my little trance and looked around the room at the others. i glanced over at jack to see he was already looking at me. we maintained eye contact before a moment before he looked away. i kept looking in his direction, biting my lip as he let out a sigh. i sighed and looked down, not knowing how to feel or what i'm supposed to be feeling. the only thing i can feel is regret

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a/n
i've had 'can we feel the love tonight' from the lion king on repeat for two hours whoops
    
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