-Kiss Me, I'm Contagious- [N. Jonas] OneShot/OneLove
"Leave her alone, Jonas!" I yelled, he backed away from his current victim as he ran helplessly. Nick Jonas, what should I say about this jerk? He's a stupid bully, who thinks he's so sly that he could get away with anything he wants. That self-centered ass.
He walked up to me a smirk plastered on his face, "And," he paused to laugh at me, "What are you gonna do about it, Swanson?" he questioned calling me by my last name. He had an eyebrow lifted up, and an unreadable expression on his face.
He was dangerously close to me, as his near allies laughed softly. Of course, wherever Nick goes his minions go. I had my best friend behind me, who was in the girl's wrestling team. But, his minions could easily hold her down while Nick told me off.
I sighed, and did what I thought I'd never bring myself to do. "You are the most self-centered, trying-to-be-tough, ego-maniac boy I have ever met! You don't even deserve to be talking to anyone like that, like you did to that innocent boy! I just hope you finally learn how disgusting you are, and change yourself before you become even more of a bigger jerk!"
I could see Sara's face turn red, and Nick's minions wide-eyed in shock. Nick however wasn't so surprised, with the snap of his fingers the minions held Sara by her wrists. I could hear her scream, "Don't do it!" They were probably going to keep an eye on her, until Nick was done with me here. Those minions could never hurt anyone knowing the fact there using Nick as a desperate cry to be in his crew.
Nick's smirk was getting to me, I gulped as he walked closer to me. I backed up, with every step he took forward until I hit the side of the school building.
He had me cornered, I could feel his hot breath against the nape of my neck. I had a visual view of the color of his eyes. The smell of his cologne lingered to the tip of my nose. Our body temperatures burning up, so hot it could probably heat up your leftovers.
"What's wrong with you?" Nick asked, I felt defenseless. I was frozen in place, my heart beat pounding louder and louder each time.
I brought myself to answer him, "Wha-What?" It was too bad I stuttered. He could tell I was weak enough.
He leaned his hand on the side of the wall, looking at me from a side view. "You help out the people I pick on, yet you can't even help yourself. " He was talking down to me. That bastard!
I was about to speak until he interrupted my sentence, "You care so much about them, you don't even care about what will happen to you. You put yourself after others."
A second time I tried to plead my case, Nick spoke, "With you're dark brown hair, and you're shiny green eyes matched with those thin lips and positive personality."
Was he complimenting me? Or was he complimenting me to tease about it?
I played along with it, speaking what I felt, "How about you? With you're brown curls, with the gloomy eyes to match. And that cocky grin you flash every time I see you. With you're bold acting perspective."
I saw Nick smile for the first time. "You know we're much alike.."
I giggled at that, "Us? Alike...?"
He leaned in closer, inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. He lightly whispered into my ear, "Babe, you know you want me..."
About to protest, he instantly pressed his lips onto mine. His lips were so...fitted onto mine like a puzzle piece. He licked my lips, and entered into my mouth tongues finally touching. I could taste him. And it tasted so ... familiar, even though I haven't tasted it before.
Nick pulled away, smirking at me. The second time that day I did something I never thought I could do, I turned him around and pressed my lips onto his. Feeling that familiar spark I had from before, I felt his arms bring my body closer to his body. I giggled as he lightly bit my bottom lip. I held onto the back of his neck.
And it was true, babe I do want you...
He walked up to me a smirk plastered on his face, "And," he paused to laugh at me, "What are you gonna do about it, Swanson?" he questioned calling me by my last name. He had an eyebrow lifted up, and an unreadable expression on his face.
He was dangerously close to me, as his near allies laughed softly. Of course, wherever Nick goes his minions go. I had my best friend behind me, who was in the girl's wrestling team. But, his minions could easily hold her down while Nick told me off.
I sighed, and did what I thought I'd never bring myself to do. "You are the most self-centered, trying-to-be-tough, ego-maniac boy I have ever met! You don't even deserve to be talking to anyone like that, like you did to that innocent boy! I just hope you finally learn how disgusting you are, and change yourself before you become even more of a bigger jerk!"
I could see Sara's face turn red, and Nick's minions wide-eyed in shock. Nick however wasn't so surprised, with the snap of his fingers the minions held Sara by her wrists. I could hear her scream, "Don't do it!" They were probably going to keep an eye on her, until Nick was done with me here. Those minions could never hurt anyone knowing the fact there using Nick as a desperate cry to be in his crew.
Nick's smirk was getting to me, I gulped as he walked closer to me. I backed up, with every step he took forward until I hit the side of the school building.
He had me cornered, I could feel his hot breath against the nape of my neck. I had a visual view of the color of his eyes. The smell of his cologne lingered to the tip of my nose. Our body temperatures burning up, so hot it could probably heat up your leftovers.
"What's wrong with you?" Nick asked, I felt defenseless. I was frozen in place, my heart beat pounding louder and louder each time.
I brought myself to answer him, "Wha-What?" It was too bad I stuttered. He could tell I was weak enough.
He leaned his hand on the side of the wall, looking at me from a side view. "You help out the people I pick on, yet you can't even help yourself. " He was talking down to me. That bastard!
I was about to speak until he interrupted my sentence, "You care so much about them, you don't even care about what will happen to you. You put yourself after others."
A second time I tried to plead my case, Nick spoke, "With you're dark brown hair, and you're shiny green eyes matched with those thin lips and positive personality."
Was he complimenting me? Or was he complimenting me to tease about it?
I played along with it, speaking what I felt, "How about you? With you're brown curls, with the gloomy eyes to match. And that cocky grin you flash every time I see you. With you're bold acting perspective."
I saw Nick smile for the first time. "You know we're much alike.."
I giggled at that, "Us? Alike...?"
He leaned in closer, inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. He lightly whispered into my ear, "Babe, you know you want me..."
About to protest, he instantly pressed his lips onto mine. His lips were so...fitted onto mine like a puzzle piece. He licked my lips, and entered into my mouth tongues finally touching. I could taste him. And it tasted so ... familiar, even though I haven't tasted it before.
Nick pulled away, smirking at me. The second time that day I did something I never thought I could do, I turned him around and pressed my lips onto his. Feeling that familiar spark I had from before, I felt his arms bring my body closer to his body. I giggled as he lightly bit my bottom lip. I held onto the back of his neck.
And it was true, babe I do want you...
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