Enemies with Benefits by KiKi XoXo (ebook reader web .txt) 📕

Paige's POV

I wipe away tears, as I run through my dorm. I need to shower and get ready. I've got only fifteen minutes to go ready. I stay in the shower rubbing my face hoping to rid my face of evidence from tears. I don't have time to wash my hair, I'm just going to have to braid it back. Once I'm out and dry, and throw on a paife of jeans, and a Harry Potter t-shirt. Then I slip on my Roxy's, and grab my school things I head out the door with my hands phone, and make my way to the school. I come in, and I see I'm not late. Mrs. Oliver isn't here yet, that's perfect. I sit down next to Robbie, who is looking down at his play book.

"I was starting to think you weren't comin, what happened?" He asks right away. He holds out a brownie and I smile, I didn't get breakfast and this would do, besides I might not get anymore with the whole pan being in his room. 

"Oh.. I just over slept." I say quietly, scanning the room for Jake. He isn't here either. I let out a breath, I can't believe I just walked out on him like that. He was desperate for me, why I don't know, but the longing and sadness his voice had. It got to me. It's hard for me to believe he is faking it. Last night at my car too, he begged me to stay. He didn't pull anything either, I even ended up in his bed! That was my fault though. Which reminds me I didn't ask why his brother was calling so early. 

"Paige Easton over slept!?" Robbie gasps, and it pulls me back to the present. I let out a fake smile, trying to laugh at his joke. I never over sleep so I'm just going to let him make his jokes.  "Ahhh it's alright happens to the best of us." He knudges me lightly. I nod, and I try to sort all my things out. I realize I left my phone in my dorm... or did I? I don't think I had it at my place. Maybe it's in my car, I had it with me when I was leaving Jake's dorm. No I didn't. It's on his nightstand! I lay my face in the palms of my hand. God, I'm going to have to go back there for it! "You okay?" Robbie asks. 

"Alright, darlings! Let's get started!" Mrs. Oliver strolls in, and Jake is right behind her. I look ahead and eat my brownie trying to play off that I'm fine.  "Let's start at the beginning, and I want the songs included this time!" She says, and everyone scurries to get in place. We all go back behind the stage, I take a peek at Jake, who is talking to Mrs. Oliver. He looks fine, I think. I can't tell from this far away.  I take a seat on the ground, as I watch and run lines with Robbie while the five gospel goddesses sing their beginning song. He has the lines for the first act remembered along with his song Go the Distance, which I haven't heard yet, but will today. Jake comes through the curtain walking right past us without even a glance, and he heads towards the backroom. Wonder what he is going to do back there? 

"Wish me luck!" Robbie whispers, and then he also slips through the curtain. I look back towards the direction Jake went, and there he stands. In front of the door to the backroom, holding my phone. All the air in my lungs leaves, and I blink not understanding. When I finally do get to my feet, I take a deep breath every other step. I walk past him and into the room, I hear the door close and the tension is back fully charged between us. 

"Can I just have it back." I speak, not wanting to fight. Not wanting to get into a serious conversation. "Then you wont have to talk to me again... I'll tell Mr. Parker you want a new tutor. What ever, but I don't want problems." I say hoping this is what he wants to hear. He sets my phone down on a table and walks towards me. He looks miserable. Just like I do I'm guessing. He isn't tired but his eyes aren't bright like normal, they're dull and out. I don't move standing my ground, I can't keep breaking. 

"After I'm done." he whispers, and in a flash he lifts me and my back is against a wall. His mouth covering mine, and hunger is seeping through his touch. My stomach erupts into butterflies, and the tension between us explodes showering lust over the two of us. I'm craving his touch, and wanting more and more of him even though I shouldn't. I wrap my legs around his hips, and I grip the hair on the back of his head in both hands with my elbows on his shoulders. No holding back now, I kiss him full blast. People can't feel these sorts of attractions can they? It's odd, it feels fairy tale like, almost like soul mates. A shiver runs through me, and I gasp. He takes his change sliding his tungue in. Although my gasp was because the shiver, soul mates. No way. That stuff is only in fairy tales. Taking a couple seconds to evaluate what's happening, I know what he wants. No! Not here, not like this! Tugging on his hair, I pull his head back, but I don't pull to hard to make it hurt. 

"Why are you doing this?" I ask, looking him in the eyes. They already look better! He is breathing heavey, looking at me with thirst behind his eyes. 

"You said goodbye earlier." He whispers distraughtly, and confused. He is trying to understand this himself. "You can't. You have to stay." he begs, and his head ducks kissing my neck. "I yearn for you, craving your touch, wanting all of your attention. I can't explain it, I've never felt like this before." He says in a whispers disoriented. His hold me is keeping me in place, and I haven't moved myself yet either.  He feels like I do! Unexplainably attracted to me! Is it just lust? Or is this more? Jake doesn't do more though. 

"What are you trying to say?" I whisper, moving my hands and rubbing my thumbs under his eyes. They open wide, and the golden specks flicker. His breath coming out ragidly. 

"I... I don't..know." He mumbles as if losing all his energy. Closing his eyes he lays his forehead to mine. 

"Jake this really isn't like you. Why try so hard for one person." I mumble, unwrapping my legs, and standing up. His grips on my waist tightens he isn't letting me go. He isn't lying. I can see what happening to him right now. I have an effect on him. He has an effect on me. He probably doesn't know how to explain it. I don't even! 

"I don't want to lose you, that's why I'm trying so hard. I felt lost this mornig after you left. Like part of me disapeared." he says hoarsely, "I don't want to feel like that again."

"Me neither." I agree, remembering all my tears and the pain in my chest. Can two people, espicially teenagers really have these kinds of feelings?  Why are they all so sudden too? I've always disliked him, but now all of a sudden I like him. I know why. It's because I've seen the real Jake, and I  know the real Jake. Not thecocky popular jerk jock. I know him, the funnny, kind, semi bashful Jake, who has a hard time explaining his feelings.

"Don't leave then. Stay with me." He says. My heart is pounding, as I try to make sense of all this. Is he asking my to stay in this room with him? Cause, I don't want to do that. Or is he wanting to be a couple? That's ridiculous, I can't expect so much from him.

"What are you asking me to do, Jake? What kind of relationship are you asking for?" I say, trying to understand if he just wants my touch and body. Or if it's me, and my personallity. 

"Be with me." He whispers, lifting his forehead from mine. Locking our eyes, I take a deep breath. There are multiple ways that response goes. 

"We barely know each other." I comment, and he furrows his brow. Getting to know a girl isn't something he does. But it's true, we barely know each other!

"Where is your dance recital at tonight?" He asks, totally changing the subject. What does that have to do with anything? It takes me a minute to think of the place, I totally forgot about it until now! I guess I'm not free tonight.

"Dance on the Beach Dance academy... why?" I say, remembering the building that has two huge performing stages, and over thirty practice rooms. This place teaches all kinds of dance, and the one I chose was ballet. It hits my like a wrecking ball, and I regret telling him when I realize what his plans are. "No, Jake. Don't go, why would you go?" I say and he smirks, a little of his cocky side showing.

"It's you'r last performance. I'm going to go." He says, and by the look on his face I can there is no changing his mind. Great, well he will be there. My family will be there. Robbie will be there. That wont play over well if they all meet. Espicially Robbie and Jake. Oh god, if Jake and I were ever a couple what would my family think? Robbie? Carmen? I still don't even know for sure what he wants! Closing my eyes I think about what I should do now, at this moment. Probably leave the room for one. Tension is bubbling, and soon it will boil over again. Turning and looking at my phone down on the table I take quick breath. "Paige..." He grumbles, pulling me in again. Grabbing my chin and turning my face so I'm facing him, our lips collide. I let things happen for a minute, liking the more forceful version of him. Everything is going to blow soon, and I'm not ready. And I'm espicially not doing it in a back room!

"Jake, not here." I say, breaking free. He lets out a breath with a small nod. He backs away from me, and we're both breathing and trying to catch our breath. After a minute passes, I decide it's time we leave, we've ben here for to long already. "We should go." I say, grabbing my phone I put it in my back pocket. 

"Yeah." He  agrees, and he goes to the door. Opening it I slip out, as does he. "By the way I put my number in your phone. I also have your number too!" He smirks. I role my eyes with a smile. I wouldn't give him my phone number before scared he might stalk me, or call asking for sex. Of course he can still do both of those espicially the latter. God, I hope this isn't just him playing a game. I'm falling head first for it if it is.  "You should smile more often around me!" He whispers, and I feel heat come to my face. I look towards the curtains, so he can't see, and that's when I notice a the piano playing. It's a song ending, the vocals are done already. It's Go the Distance. Oh, shit it's Robbie's song! He comes