I Hate You : Jack Maynard Smut
(basically jack and y/n hate each other but cant seem to keep their hands off each other)
i may do a part 2 to this so if you’d like me to just ask/request :)
“Move.” Jack nudged you as he walked by to get to the fridge.
"Wow, some manners would be nice.“ You shot back, rolling your eyes at him.
“I’ll use manners when i’m talking to people I actually give a shit about.” Jack replied, moving back to sit on Caspar’s sofa.
“Can’t you two just be nice to each other for 5 minutes?“ Joe groaned, sick of yours and Jack’s bickering.
It wasn’t a surprise that you and Jack were like this, you have never liked each other. Since Joe introduced you - his cousin - to all of his friends last year, Jack has always been so annoying and pathetic towards you. No one really knew why, you both just never really clicked. However, the rest of the guys love you. You and Conor were super close but it was complicated as he’s Jacks brother and you tried to avoid Jack as much as possible.
"It’s not my fault he’s so immature.” You told your older cousin.
“You’re both as bad as each other, to be fair.“ Conor laughed.
"Please,” Jack scoffed. “I don’t understand why I have to put up with her all the time."
“Because she’s our friend!” Conor defended you.
“And she’s my cousin.“ Joe laughed.
“I wish she wasn’t.” Jack took a sip of his water.
“You do realise i’m right here?“ You asked Jack. "Grow up."
"Me grow up?!” Jack raised his eyebrows.
"Come on you two!“ Caspar laughed.
You gave Jack the evils before going back to your laptop, scrolling through facebook.
“So what are we doing?” Joe asked. “Ice skating?”
"Yeah, buddy, how excited are you?“ Caspar exclaimed as he put his arm round Joe.
"Get off me!” Joe pushed him away. “Well when are we going?"
“Now, I think. The car’s here.” Josh told everyone, getting up from his chair.
“So am I getting a car in 20 minutes yeah?“ Jack asked Josh.
"Yeah, you and Y/N are getting that one.” Josh replied.
"Why me?“ You groaned.
“Because you two are being annoying today and need to sort your shit out.” Josh told us.
“Josh, don’t be a dick head.“ Jack warned, eyeing Josh.
"I’m not. You two talk. This car is full.” Josh told us, everyone leaving.
Everyone said their goodbye’s and eventually it was just you and Jack in Caspar’s apartment. Jack was in the same spot on Caspar’s sofa and you were still stood up, on your laptop, which was on the work top.
"You don’t always need to be a prick, you know.“ You spoke up, causing Jack to turn his head in your direction. He raised his eyebrows at you.
"Yes, I do.” He replied before turning back to the TV.
“Why?“ You asked, walking towards him slowly.
“Because I hate you.” Jack replied, standing up quickly and walking past you. He placed his bottle of water on the side before slipping out his phone and leaning against the side.
“I hate you too.“ You scoff, going back to your laptop.
Even though you really disliked Jack, you didn’t hate him. You hoped he didn’t hate you either. He’s just very annoying and has always been annoying. If he hadn’t held some sort of grudge against you since day one then you would probably get on really well.
You suddenly had a really good idea as you spotted Jack’s water bottle that didn’t have a lid on. Slowly wondering over, Jack’s eyes stayed on his phone, you went right next to him. As you leaned towards him to go for the water bottle, he spoke.
"What are you doing?” He snapped.
“Uhh… Just getting…“ You started, leaning over and knocking the bottle towards Jack. The water went all over his white t-shirt that he was wearing and he immediately jumped away.
"What the fuck are you doing?!” He shouted.
"Oops, my hand slipped.“ You shrugged, a small smile on your lips.
"You’re such a fucking bitch!” He groaned, trying to pull the back of his t shirt round so he can see the wet patch.
“I wouldn’t wear that out if I were you.“ You giggled, watching Jack. His blue eyes were now narrow and angry, giving you the evils.
“Fuck off.” He muttered, storming off into Caspar’s bedroom. Within a few seconds, he came back and walked to the corner of the living room where Caspar’s clothes were hanging up to dry.
Jack picked up one of Caspar’s black t shirts, feeling it to see if it was fully dry. You guessed it was as Jack then took you by surprise and pulled his wet t shirt up and off. You immediately lost your breath as you saw Jack’s body. As you saw his glistening skin, you could feel yourself go bright red and tried your hardest not to look. It didn’t really work though as Jack caught your eye.
“Stop checking me out.“ He teased with a grin.
"I-i’m not.” You quickly replied.
You looked down at your laptop, trying to avoid the conversation. But you could see him in the corner of your eye as he just wasn’t putting on Caspar’s t shirt. Suddenly he started walking over to you. You gulped nervously, not trusting yourself. Jack went behind you, getting closer and closer. You felt yourself getting hotter as he placed his bare chest against your back. Why was he doing this? You hated Jack, why is he messing with you this way? You felt his crotch against your bum and his hand on your hip. He placed the t shirt down on the work top before moving all your hair to one side.
"Like what you see?“ Jack whispered in your ear. His hot breath sent goosebumps all over your body and you suddenly lost your voice. You turned around so your facing him, meeting with his grinning face.
"W- what are you doing?” You stuttered, not knowing where to put your hands as Jack kept getting closer and closer. His hands went to the work top either side of you, blocking you in. His body was now pressed against your own as he was getting closer again. As his face was just inches from yours, he muttered something.
"I really fucking hate you.“
"I hate you too.” You mumbled back as his lips brushed against yours. You didn’t like him - you really didn’t - but the hatred had created this tension between you and he was standing there with no shirt on, his blond hair was messy but looked perfect, his bright blue eyes were dark and narrow and his lips were almost on yours. You couldn’t help yourself.
As soon as his lips were pressed against yours, your hands snaked up his body and round his neck. He kisses you desperately, as if his life depended on it. As if he needed you more than anything. His lips were soft and felt good against yours and when he bit down gently on your bottom lip you couldn’t help but let out a moan.
"Jack.“ You gasped as his lips went to your neck, sucking the skin and leaving wet marks.
“Up.” He told you. Within seconds you were up on the work top and he was kissing the life out of you. He moved himself so he was in between your legs and his arms were around your waist. His tongue entered your mouth and your hands went to his hair, running your fingers up and down the back of his head. You were immediately snapped back to reality when Jack’s phone started to ring. He let you go within seconds and fished his phone from his back pocket.
"H-hello?“ Jack breathed out, clearly short for breath. You were exactly the same, out of breath. It took you a few seconds to actually realise what had just happened. Jack had kissed you. And you really liked it. The loss of contact from him made you realise how intimate you had been.
"Now?” Jack spoke into the phone as he reached for the t shirt that was on the side. “OK, see you soon.” Jack slipped the t shirt on after hanging up the phone.
“Uber’s here.“ Jack muttered to you, not even looking in your direction. You both grabbed your things and made your way down to the car in silence.
“Hey guys.” Caspar greeted you both as you and Jack met them by the ice rink.
"Hey buddy.“ Jack spoke to him. You were angry, to say the least. Why would Jack kiss you like that then not talk to you? So, what happens now… You’re just going to go back to hating each other.
"You guys have fun?” Caspar asked Jack.
“Its never fun with her.“ Ouch. As Jack’s words left his mouth he answered your question. Yes, back to hating each other it is.
“You alright, babe?” Conor asked you as you all picked up your skates.
“Yeah.“ You sighed but Conor realised you weren’t.
"Y/N.” Conor warned, giving you a look.
“Don’t worry, i’ll tell you later.“ You brushed him off, sitting down as you pulled on your skates. Your thoughts were clouding up your mind you didn’t even realise how long it was taking you to put your ice skates on.
“Y/N?” Conor nudged you.
“I can’t get them on.“ You groaned. The situation was stressing you out.
“Would you like some help?” A male voice spoke up. You looked up to where the voice was coming from. It was a man, who worked on the ice rink, who was rather good looking.
“Oh- Uh, yeah please.“ You smiled at him. He bent down to his knees and did up your skates. You stared at him the whole time, his dark hair was perfectly styled and his hazel eyes looked up at you when he had finished.
“Thanks.” You spoke. He responded with a smile and held his hand out to you. At first you didn’t realise what he was doing but soon caught on and placed your hand on his. He pulled you up and flashed you a grin. It was good timing as the bell went off, signalling that it was ready for everyone to go on the ice. You thanked the man one last time before turning back to the boys. The first person who caught your eye was of course Jack, who was stood in between Joe and Josh, with the dirtiest look on his face. When your eyes met his, he began to shake his head. You shot him a questioning look but he just looked away.
All of you finally got onto the ice and you immediately grabbed onto the edge. So did most of the boys. Joe and Jack were quite good though as they skated off past you. You, Josh, Caspar, Mikey, Oli and Conor were all holding onto the edge for a little while until they all started getting more confident and skated by themselves. You were still holding on, moving your skates slowly on the ice but still slipping every now and then. You were no where near confident enough to let go.
“Here.“ The same voice from earlier said as the man reach for your hand.
"Second time you have helped me today.” You laughed as him help your hand tightly, going around the ice.
"You’re good at this, why are you holding onto the side?“ He laughed, running his gloved hand through his hair.
“I don’t know, i’m just scared of falling over.” You replied. All of the guys were skating confidently round the rink, although Mikey and Oli kept falling over due to the others pushing them.
"I have to go.“ The man spoke after skating with you for a few minutes. Of course, he had to do his job.
"Well thanks, again.” You laughed. He winked at you before skating off. You decided to skate in the middle of the ice for a bit even though your heart was beating like crazy - nervous of falling over. Conor and Josh were just a little bit ahead of you so you caught up with them. You went in-between them, grabbing onto their hands.
"Well there she is!“ Josh laughed as he saw you.
"Whos that guy?” Conor asked as you all skated together, hand in hand.
What guy?“ You asked.
“That guy you were just with.” Conor replied.
"Oh, i don’t know, he just helped me.“ You shrugged.
The three of you skated together for a while until Josh tripped and pulled you both over with him. You were not happy with him but couldn’t help but laugh. You decided to skate by yourself for a little while to get your balance right. Until you felt someone behind you, nudging you out of the way. You reacted quickly by grabbing onto their arm so you don’t fall. You were met with two bright blue eyes that you loved to hate. As you gripped onto him, you were still unsteady so Jack grabbed onto your waist, helping you gain your balance.
"Why did you do that?” You asked, looking into his eyes as he grinned.
“Funny.” He shrugged.
"I hate you.“ You groaned, getting out of his grip and skating off.
"Where’s your boyfriend?” He asked as he skated beside you.
“What are you talking about?“ You snapped.
"That guy.” Jack replied.
“He was helping me, Jack, grow up.“
"Whatever, babe.” He teased as he grabbed your hand, which took you by surprise.
"What are you doing? Get off!“ You pulled away but he didn’t let you go. You both lost your balance on the ice and Jack pulled you down with him as he fell. It was so embarrassing as you fell right onto the ice next to Jack, making your clothes soaking wet. "For fuck sake Jack!” You whined.
Getting up, you were so angry with Jack. Why does he always wind you up? Its like its his mission to annoy you.
"Sorry, babe.“ Jack laughed as he got up. ”
Fuck off!“ You snapped before going over to tell the boys you were leaving.
You had finished your shower - at Joe’s, where you were staying - to realise everyone had come back here.
They were all so rowdy you could hear them a mile away. As you got out, you realised that your clean clothes were in the washing pile that was in the wash room. Everyone was downstairs by the sound of it, so with your towel wrapped around your wet body and tip toed out of Joe’s spare bedroom go the wash room.
“Y/N.” Jack’s voice made you stop dead in your tracks. You turned to see Jack at the top of the stairs, in the same black t shirt he was wearing earlier. His hair was messy but look good as always and he held a tight expression on his face as he looked you up and down.
"I- i’m just getting some clothes.“ You told him as you sped walked to the wash room and picked up some joggers and a t shirt. When you walked back out onto the landing, you were thankful to see that Jack wasn’t there. However, when you went back into your room, Jack was stood there waiting for you.
“What do you want, Jack? I’m trying to get dressed.” You sighed, placing your clothes down on the bed.
“Are you still angry at me?“ Jack asked.
"I’m always angry at you.” You sighed. Jack ran his fingers through his hair and also sighed.
“I need to get dressed.“ You told him again.
"So get dressed.” He shrugged. You rolled your eyes at him.
Thinking about it for moment, you realised you could get him back for teasing you earlier. Walking over to the chest of drawers that had your underwear in, you faced away from Jack. Taking a deep breath, you dropped your towel to the floor.
You quickly opened the drawer and grabbed some underwear. Before you could even put them on, Jack pushed you up against the drawers forcefully - not too hard though.
“Don’t fucking tease me.” Jack groaned in your ear before turning you around and crashing his lips onto yours. Your naked body was pressed against him as he kissed you harshly. Your hands were around his neck, fingers touching the bottom of his hair.
“Clothes. Off.“ You muttered in between kisses. Jack broke away from you quickly as he pulled off his - Caspar’s - t shirt. As he went back to kissing you, you ran your hands down his chest and along his toned stomach - the contact causing him to moan against your lips which was quite possibly the hottest thing ever.
Jack pushed you back so you were laying down on the bed. This was the first time he properly saw your naked body. His eyes scanned you up and down as his tongue poked out of his mouth and swiped his bottom lip.
"You’re so fucking sexy.” He said as he leaned down, kissing your neck, your collar bones, your chest, your stomach, your thighs.
"J-Jack.“ You moaned out as he kissed closer and closer up your thighs.
“Mmh.” Jack hummed in response. Before Jack could do anymore, you leaned forward and undid his belt - hoping he’d get the message. Within seconds Jack’s trousers and boxers were both off.
Your mouth watered when you saw the size of him. You’d always thought he was big - but not that big. You were a little worried about how that would even fit inside of you.
“Please, Jack.“ You moaned, pulling him down to by the back of his neck.
"What do you want, baby?” Jack breathed out, grinning at you.
"I want you to fuck me.“ You surprised yourself as the words left your mouth, but you couldn’t help it. You needed him right now.
"Do you have a condom?” He asked, kissing you again.
"On. The. Pill.“ You told him in between kisses.
After kissing for a minute, Jack’s hand went to his member as he pumped himself a few times before rubbing his tip up and down your core.
"Fuck.” You moaned into his neck before sucking and kissing his soft skin. Jack finally eased into you. Your arms went around his neck as you held yourself close to him whilst he thrusted in and out of you.
"I’ve waited for this for so long.“ Jack mumbled between thrusts.
Your moans and groans echoed throughout the bedroom and the fact that this wasn’t even your bed turned you on even more. One of Jacks hands went to your clit, rubbing it to add more pleasure.
As you looked up at him, you noticed beads of sweat starting to form on his skin and his dirty blond hair sticking to his forehead.
Both your hands went to his cheeks as you looked into his eyes. His breathing was in sync with his thrusts and he stared down at you with eyes full of lust.
"I hate you.” You reminded him as he rocked in and out of you.
"I hate you more.“ Jack replied, pressing a sweet kiss against your lips which made your stomach do flips. You could feel yourself getting close as your stomach felt tight. Your legs started to shake and your toes curled.
"Faster, Jack. I’m close.” You muttered as he kissed you again.
“Me too, baby.” He breathed out.
The way he called you ‘baby’ whilst fucking you like this made your heart melt. Jack picked up pace and the bed began to rock.
You moaned out loud as you came around Jack, digging your nails into the top of his back. It didn’t take Jack long to finish either, releasing inside of you. As Jack pulled out of you, he kissed you again.
"Think I need another shower.“ You laughed.
"I’d be happy to join.” Jack smiled.
"Nope.“ You shook your head at him as he rolled off of you.
"Why?” He raised his eyebrows, still trying to catch his breath.
“I still hate you, remember.“ You reminded him, getting up off the bed.
“Wow, Y/N, I never thought you’d fuck and chuck me.” Jack laughed as you walked into the bathroom once again.