Disclaimer: Don't own Degrassi. 'Nuff said.
Author's Note: Apologies for the delay, but I've been quite busy. However, I'm on a two week break right now, so I have time to write.
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Part II
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It had been days.
Almost a whole week.
No calls, no texts, no nothing. Imogen Moreno was avoiding him like the plague. At school, he would catch a glimpse of her in the hallway and then she'd be gone in a blink of an eye. In English, the only class they did share, she sat as far away from him as humanly possible, her eyes fixed on the chalkboard as she pretended to be absorbed in Ms. Dawes's lecture, or downcast — all in an effort to ignore him.
He was growing frustrated. Frustrated and disheartened because he wanted her more than he'd ever wanted someone, and knew she wanted him too but wouldn't admit it. Why? A loud sigh fell from Jake's lips and he ran a hand through his hair, peering over his shoulder to look at the girl in question, who sat in the far corner of the class, at the very back of the room. Beside him, Bianca DeSousa took notice and made a gagging motion, rolling her eyes at him. He glared at her and she smirked, almost daring him to confront her — but he wouldn't give her the satisfaction. Bianca was the least of his worries right now.
The bell rang, jarring him from his stupor and Jake quickly got up. After gathering his belongings, he left the room but waited by the door.
Imogen was the last person to leave and as soon as she stepped out, Jake caught her wrist and pulled her into a nearby janitor's closet. As he turned on the light, Imogen let out a startled noise, her eyes widening in fear — only to narrow dangerously when she realized who it was. Immediately, she tried to pry her wrist free, but Jake wouldn't allow it. His grip tightened slightly, not enough to hurt her but enough to ensure that she couldn't escape. Eventually, Imogen stopped struggling, but continued to glare up at him.
"What do you want, Jake?" She demanded.
"An explanation." Jake answered. "Why are you avoiding me?"
"I'm not avoiding you." Imogen said coolly.
"Bullshit." Jake spat, backing her into the wall behind her.
Imogen stiffened, only for her lips to curl seconds later.
"I get what this is about… you're horny… you wanna fuck me…" She drawled, running her free hand down his chest.
Jake clenched his jaw as her fingers grazed the front of his jeans, his body reacting instantly. Grabbing her other hand, he pinned both above her head.
"Stop it." He muttered. "This isn't about the sex. I want to be with you."
Imogen promptly scoffed. "Not this again…"
"Why is it so hard to believe?" Jake cried.
"Are you seriously asking me that?" Imogen asked, shooting him an incredulous look.
Jake ignored her. "I like you, Imogen. More than I've ever liked anyone."
Imogen shook her head.
"You like the chase." She said.
"I've never met anyone like you… you make me feel… I don't know… complete…" Jake went on.
Imogen snorted.
"Any other clichés you wanna throw my way, Jake Martin?" She sneered.
"Stop it! I'm pouring my heart out here and you're just laughing at me!" Jake snapped.
"You don't love me, Jake Martin. You just think you do." Imogen told him.
"Damn it, why are you being so stubborn?" Jake demanded, moving his hands to her shoulders. "I like you, Imogen. I like you and I know you like me too."
Imogen swallowed hard, staring at him for a moment before tearing her gaze away.
"Stop… stop saying that… you don't like me…" She muttered.
"I do!" Jake insisted. "Please… Imogen… give me a chance…"
Imogen stared off to the side.
"You're annoyingly persistent… no one's ever…" she trailed off, blinking back tears. "I'm really not worth the trouble…"
"You are… to me…" Jake said softly, cupping her face and turning her head so that she was looking up at him. "Please. One chance."
They gazed at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Imogen searched his eyes for any sign of deceit, but found none. After a moment, she nodded slowly.
"Okay," she said, conceding defeat. "One chance. Make it worth my while, Jake Martin."
"You won't regret it." Jake assured her, before leaning down and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
It took a moment for her to respond, but once she did she kissed him back with just as much fervor, wrapping her arms around his neck and opening her mouth to him. As their tongues met, Jake stepped closer, pressing his body against hers, and Imogen hooked a leg around him. Taking the hint, Jake reached down, grabbing her butt and hoisting her up. Imogen wrapped her other leg around his waist, rolling her hips against his and eliciting a moan from Jake. Spinning them around, Jake slammed her into the opposite wall, thrusting against her as they continued to devour each other's mouths.
In a matter of minutes, her skirt was hiked up and Jake's pants were at his knees, and he was inside her. Grunts and moans filled the small, confined space as they thrust against each other. Imogen clawed at his back, her legs tightening around him as she neared her peak. She broke the kiss for air and their eyes locked, lips swollen and parted as they panted heavily. Imogen saw stars as she came, pleasure rippling through her body and toes curling. Jake pressed his lips to hers, swallowing her screams, and it wasn't long before he fell over the edge with her.
As he came down from his high, his thrusts slowed to a stop. Imogen pulled back, resting her head against the wall behind her as her body tingled in the aftermath. Unwrapping her legs from him, Jake set her down gently and pulled out of her, fixing his pants and her skirt in the process before burying his face in the crook of her neck.
Imogen let out a giggle. "Maybe… maybe I won't regret this after all…"
Jake chuckled, lifting his head to kiss her again.
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I hope this was… satisfactory. I don't know. It's been over a month since I've last written. I'm feeling a little rusty, but I hope you guys enjoyed nonetheless.
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