“You’re a jerk, you know that?” You yelled, burning in anger. “Keep telling yourself that, when I’m the only one who’s capable of making you scream.” “That’s because you’re a jerk!” You said in absolute anger. “In bed.” He corrected himself, a smirk creeping up as he walked closer. “Wh—“ Your sentence got cut off as you felt soft lips on yours, moving delicately. This jerk. This handsome jerk.