I’m Not Jealous
Requests: First was literally the most adorable Jeff Atkins Imagine I’ve read. Maybe the first time Jeff gets jealous because other jocks are flirting with you resulting in the first time you make out in front of the student body.
Hi could you do an first when it’s the first time Jeff really got jealous about you pls x x
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“Alright everyone, take your seats.”
You follow Hannah up to the fourth row, sitting on the end next to the stairs. The bleachers squeak under you and you wonder how much longer until these things fall apart for good. “Seriously? Another assembly,” Hannah says suddenly, pulling you from your thoughts. “What do you think it’s about this time?”
You shrug. “Who knows. But hey, no fifth period!”
“True,” she nods. “I like that. I’m surprised you didn’t sit with your lover boy over there.” she looks straight ahead to where your boyfriend sat with Clay on the other side of the gym.
You scoff. “I’ll sit with mine if you sit with yours.”
Your best friend shoots you a glare. You loved teasing her about her crush on Clay and vice versa. Actually, Jeff did too. It was like a hobby for the two of you.
“Shut up,” she mumbles and you laugh. “Great,” she huffs. “Look who’s coming up here.”
You follow her gaze. It lands on Zach Dempsey, Justin Foley, and Bryce Walker and they’re heading straight towards you. You wouldn’t mind if it was just Justin and Zach, they were actually good friends of Alex’s. You didn’t like Bryce though, he made you uncomfortable with all of his sexual advances and crude humor.
“Hey _________,” Zach says once they reach you. You know that he’s a sweet guy, even though he acts tough in front of his jock friends. “How have you been?”
“Oh, hey Zach,” you give him a small smile. “I’ve been good. What about-”
“Hey,” the voice belongs to Justin Foley. “Don’t hog her, I want to say hi too!” He shoots you his sweet smile. “Hi ________, Hannah.”
You laugh. “Hey Justin.”
Hannah just nods.
“She doesn’t care about the two of you,” Bryce. “I’m her favorite,” he takes a seat next to you and throws his arm over your shoulder. “Right?”
Meanwhile, your boyfriend watches you from the other side of the gym. His eyes narrow as he watches the other jocks flirt with you. He fights the urge to to break Bryce’s arm for touching you.
“Jealous much?” Clay says, leaning over and nodding to where you sat.
“I’m not jealous,” Jeff replies. “I could care less.”
“Right,” Clay calls his bluff. “You look like you care plenty.”
Jeff looks over at the pale boy. “What about Hannah, hm? Looks like she’s getting pretty cozy with Foley over there.”
Clay’s eyes widen. “That’s what I thought,” Jeff chuckles.
His eyes move back to you. He watches as Zach sits in the spot directly in front of you, leaning back on your legs. That’s it, he thinks springing up from his seat.
“Whoa, wait,” Clay reaches for him. “What the hell are you doing?”
Jeff ignores him. His eyes stay trained on you as he makes his way across the gym. Clay is right on his heels.
You smile widely when you see him. “Hey!”
He grabs your hand and pulls you up, causing Zach to fall back a little. You follow your boyfriend down the stairs, confused. You look back at an equally confused Hannah and Clay.
“Babe,” you say once you’re standing in the middle of the room. “What are you doing?”
“This,” he breathes, bending down and covering your mouth with his. You don’t have much time to react before his tongue slips between your lips, tasting your own. The kiss isn’t like the one you share this morning, innocent and sweet. No, this kiss was wild, and demanding. The way his tongue moved against yours had you weak in the knees. You groan against his lips, hands clutching his shirt for dear life, because god, this kiss was something else and you felt like if you didn’t hold on you would pass out. His hands cup your face, tilting your head back to deepen the kiss.
“Okay,” comes the teachers voice. “Break it up you two. Now.”
Jeff bites down on your bottom lip, teeth tugging at it as he pulls away. You’re a panting mess, and so is Jeff. His lips are swollen and you’re sure that yours look the same.
Your face heats up when you realize what just happened. You just made out with Jeff in front of what was almost the whole school. You look up at Hannah and Clay, both wide eyed and mouths hanging open.
“Back to your seats.”
Your boyfriend laces his fingers with yours and walks back to the bleachers. He pulls you onto his lap and meets Bryce’s eyes. A satisfied smirk stretches his face.
“Yep,” he says. “I’m not jealous.”