Confessions of a Teenage Alcoholic

Chapter 52

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"Oh shit." Max's voice startles me out of my sleep and I freeze, my bare back out of the covers and Jackson startles away too. His hand pulling the covers up to cover us both more and I don't even lift my head before Jackson tells Max to get out.

"Out."

"Sorry!"

Max basically sprints back out of Jackson's open bedroom door and I hear Lucy's voice go.

"Oh god, is he okay? What?"

"He's fine. They are both fine." Max mumbles and I sit up in bed, clutching the duvet to my chest and throwing Jackson a look.

I check the time and my eyes widen at the fact it was 1pm in the afternoon.

We hadn't gone to sleep until really late, or well early..

"What do you mean they are both ok-" Lucy starts and then she pauses. "Oh my god she's in there isn't she?"

I lean down to the side of the bed and try and find something to put on. I don't know where he put my clothes.

"Jackson stop looking so disorientated and go and find out what your mate wanted."

He looks over at me and his lips start to tug upwards and I send him another glare.

"Don't you dare laugh." I say and he can't help it he starts laughing.

"Jackson!"

"Okay okay. I'm sorry, you just didn't see his face." Jackson says and I bring my feet up and place them against his side and then start pushing.

Jackson laughs harder as I successful send him rolling of his bed to the floor and he gets up, still stark naked and goes and closes the door securely and then gets dressed.

I sit up and watch him and cringe that Max had just walked in on us in bed together. I was actually over to my side, but it was obvious neither of us had any clothes on.

"Ima just, go see what he wanted." Jackson nods to the door and I get up and pull my shorts on, going over to his draws and grabbing one of his tops.

"I'll come with you." I say and when I turn around I catch him staring at my ass and I open my hands at him as if to say 'really now?'.

"Sorry." He grins and pulls me to him, and his arm wrapped around my waist so I am hoisted up on my tip toes.

I press my lips against his gently and he meets me with a little more need than what I was expecting.

"Why are you all fired up this morning?" I mumble, daze still in my eyes and he presses his thumb over them, clearing them off sleep.

"Well it's the afternoon. And you told me you loved me last night." He whispers down at me and I smile gently up at him.

"You knew I loved you."

"But you admitted it."

"Okay, okay, we should go down stairs." I say and he looks down me, his top hitting just below my butt and his hand snakes under it and pulls my shorts down slightly.

So it was clear I was wearing some.

"Come on then." He says and drops me down, moving around me and opening the door.

When we go out in the hall Max and Lucy aren't anywhere to be found but as we walk to the stairs, I see them stood at the bottom. Max looks distressed as he looks up at my face.

"Ivy! I'm sorry. How was I supposed to know you were here? I was just worried because Jackson wasn't answering my calls and like none of us had heard from you in like ages, well since you stormed off and he followed you and I thought he might be all uspset and-"