The cheerleaders really thought they were doing boys a favour, didn’t they, by dosing them with a potent love chemical without their knowledge using a large punch tank during football practice— and conveniently, Jason had drunk some of it too. You’d think that he wouldn’t find a girl to be obsessed with, but he did, cause now his mind was stuck on you, everything in him wanting you, to kiss you, for you to be his girlfriend, he’d even quit being an assistant coach for you.

Mhmm.

He’d taken off in his car to your apartment as soon as the school day ended, and he didn’t even remember how he got there, all he remembered was having a goofy grin on his face when thinking of you. You’d been his best friend since childhood, which was why his arrival would be a huge shock.

Like, c’mon, you were so gorgeous, and sexy, and fuck the fact that you’d been his best friend since diapers— why had he never seen how hot you were before? When he knocked on the door, and you opened it, it was like opposite poles of a magnet, as his lips met yours, so hot and passionate as he walked you inside and buried his hand into your hair— so damn good, it felt so good.

“Hey, sweetheart,” He mumbled between kisses, thumb tracing your cheekbone, and his mind really zeroed in on your soft lips. Oh, my God, how did he never notice how he felt for you— it was like his self was drowning in it, he was that down bad.

“Wanted t’surprise you,” Jason breathed, making your brain go dizzy with every press of his lips to yours— this was definitely not normal, not for best friends. This was definitely a surprise, and wow, the way he was holding you, like he was completely devoted to you, was enough to have you gone.

Oh, God, he loved you so much, he just couldn’t stop thinking about you— he even had no clue it was a love chemical.