Anything Better

April's Pov: I looked over at my best friend in the world, Jeremy. We were both lying on my bed. Me using my laptop on w*****d writing a new chapter. Him sketching on his sketch pad, all the while with music playing in the background. I continued to look at his face as he sketched. He looked so concentrated and at peace. A smile tugged at my lips, I loved it when he sketched. He was a good artist, and I loved him, LIKE A FRIEND! "Girl you're in love with him. You just can't see it yet, just you wait" that is a famous quote it came from my other best friend Camille. As I looked at Jams, I thought about what it would be like to actually kiss him. Crousity brighten my eyes as they drifted to his lips, then he caught me. "What, I got something on my face?"Jams asked me, his hand going to his face. I had to act fast to cover why I was actually looking at him. I reached over and smacked him across his face. Giggles left my lips at his shocked expression. I quickly put my laptop down, then tried to escape, keyword ¨tired¨. Jams, just as quickly pinned me down straggling me. "Ohh, Jams, I like this position", I told him with a playful smirk. I really did like this position but, I'd never let him think I was serious. He chucked at the use of his nickname then, asked "Apey poo, you know I have to get you back for that, right?" "You wouldn't hurt me, would you Jams?" I asked him sweetly. Jams chuckled as he leaned in towards me. I gasped as I felt his tongue on my neck, then of course his teeth bit down on my neck. My back arched and a moan left me. I hissed at him as I felt myself get wet at the simple act, but what can I say that's one of my soft spots. That's when I felt jams chuckle as he sat up, "Wow, I can really do anything better than you" "What?!", I asked as I sat up as well. "What do you mean you can do anything better than me, cause you can't!" I yelled. "Oh well I'm faster than you, smarter than you, and stronger than you,", he explained with a evil grin. "No, you are no-" I am cut off by Jams gripping my wrists and pinning me on the bed. "What was that, you were saying?", Jams questioned me with an amused glint in his eyes and a smug smirk on his lips. I started to struggle against him but of course it did nothing to help me at all. I had to make up in planning, where I am lacking in strength. That and something else, a smirk appeared on my lips as a plan formed itself in my dirty mind. "Oh and I'm better at teasing you than you are of me", he said while his smirk grew. I raised an eyebrow and scoffed , "No you are not Jams. Sorry, but you're not". Jams smirked. "Okay, how about this? We play a little game of resistance". I tossed Jams off me, since he wasn't paying attention, " Really, a game? How childish". "Says the five year old", Jams says sarcastically, "Or are you afraid?". A growl left me, I hate it when people told me how I felt. It'll to test our friendship. I turned to Jams. " Fine, what are the rules?" Jams smiled at me. " Simple, use any means you deem fit, until I say- which I don't think I will- cherry, and I'mma make you say cherry". I shivered. Jams and I detested cherries with every fiber of our being. They were so nasty and not in the good way. I stuck out my hand and he shook it. "We stay friends no matter what though, right?" I asked him, I couldn't lose him over a game. Jams leaned in towards me and nibbled on my ear, causing me to suck in a breath, "Course Apey poo." He flicked my earlobe with his tongue. "Oh, and that's one," Jams called as he made his way out of my room. I quickly ran after him. I jumped on his back before he got to the steps. I bent my head down and ran my tongue up and down his neck, he sucked in a breath. That's not what I wanted. I lightly bit into his neck, and heard a soft moan leave him, good but- I bit harder and I felt him buckle and grab the railing. I hopped off him with a smile. "That's two", I grinned at him. I watched Jams open his mouth to say something but is interrupted by my mom. "Kids, come on, dinner's ready" Jams lives with me. His parents work a lot and they didn't want their son to be alone in their house , so he moved in with me. We do spend almost every waking moment together and I wouldn't want it any other way. So that's how it all started with a slap.