You had an enemy. He was always teasing you and calling you nicknames.

The worst part is that he was your brothers best friend. That only meant that you had to see him all the time.

Even though he was annoying you always knew he was attractive. Everything about him was just your type.

There's was definitely no feelings tho just hate.

Right now, he was at your house hanging out with your brother.

You got bored of being in your room and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

As you got downstairs, jackson was in the kitchen. He was scrolling on his phone, totally ignoring you.

As you walked over to the cupboard to get a snack, you reached up. You couldn't reach it at all even when stood on your tip toes.

That's when you felt hands run over your waist.. "Let me help you with that, love."