"Let's go!"

He watched her as she started walking towards the pool area, still astonished with what just happened. When he took off his shirt, trying to impress her, he never expected to see her pull her dress over her head and expose her body.

Jackson followed her, not even trying to make an effort not to look at her perfect round behind. He had seen her in a bikini before, but never this close.

"So, hum…" Jackson started, speeding up his pace to walk next to her and not behind her. "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Hum, yes." She replied, knowing she was lying. "And you?"

"No." He said, without even taking a second to think. "I didn't. I couldn't sleep at all after what happened last night."

"Jackson…"

"Look." He stopped her, taking her hand and making her face him. "What happened last night…the way we kissed…I…"

"I told you. We can't." April cut him off. She spent the entire night playing the kiss in her head and all she wanted to do right now was to kiss him again. However, she promised she wouldn't do it. She was going to fight it. It was better off this way.

"I know. You told me you're not allowed to date, but all I'm asking is that you give me a chance." He continued, staring at her beautiful but somehow sad eyes.

"Jackson…" She said, after taking a deep breath. "It doesn't work like that. You don't understand."

"Then tell me. Make me understand, because the truth is I don't understand." Jackson stepped closer to her. He was still holding her hand. So, with his free hand he moved a lock of hair from her forehead and leaned down. "April, I…" He was about to say he was going crazy over her, but he forced himself to stop the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He couldn't say them out loud. Otherwise, they were going to sound more real than what he wanted them to be.

"Jackson…" April caught his attention and looing right into his eyes she said. "There's a lot I haven't told you yet, but I will. Trust me. I just…we can't be together right now." She said, watching as he shook his head in disappointment. "But we can friends."

"Just friends?"

"For now at least." She concluded, letting him know by her last remark that she was willing to give him a chance. She still needed to figure out how, but the way she felt about him was making it hard to let him completely go.

Somehow Jackson understood what she meant and a small smile appeared in his face. "For now."

"C'mon." April smiled as well and without letting go of his hand she leaded him to the pool. "Let's have some fun, okay?"

Jackson sighed, but chose not to say anything. At least he was going to have the change to be with her now. As friends, of course. But 'as friends' sounded better than nothing.

When they reached the pool area, April threw her towel to one of the sunbathing chairs and sat on it, letting go of Jackson's hand.

"Wanna jump in?" He asked, turning his back on her facing the water, not noticing that she was opening the sunscreen bottle and starting to spread the product on her free hand.

"Give me a minute." April replied. Jackson turned around and watched as she carefully placed her hands on her right leg to apply the product. "I have to put sunscreen on before. I don't want to turn red like a lobster."

"What?" Jackson asked, walking towards her as she started working on her left leg.

"Have you seen my skin tone?" She said in an ironic tone, as Jackson stopped right in front of her. "Trust me. The sun is not my friend. I don't tan. I burn… if I stay in the sun for too long without sunblock, I'm gonna look like a lobster."

"You'd be a hot lobster, though." He stated, placing his hands on his hips and looking down at her.

"What?" April felt her cheeks blush, but Jackson simply smiled at her and sat down on the chair next to her. "Anyways…" She continued, trying to change the topic. "You should put sunblock on as well."

"I think I'm good."

"Jackson, the sun can be very dangerous." April said, placing sunscreen on her belly and arms. She could feel his eyes on her body and he wasn't even trying to hide his stare. However, she made it seem like she didn't notice it at all. "You don't want to get skin cancer or something more…"

"Can you more dramatic?"

"I'm not being dramatic. I'm being reasonable here."

"Whatever." He said, not being able to control his eyes. They kept running up and down her perfect pale body. Then, Jackson heard her voice calling him and he forced himself to look at her face.

"Come here."

"What for?"

"I can't reach my back." April said, holding the bottle and looking at him. "Can you help me?"

"Hum, okay." Jackson moved from his chair and April gave him some space so he could sit down.

"Here." She said, handing him the bottle.

April moved her hair to one of her shoulders leaving her back completely exposed. "So, hum…yeah." He mumbled, completely losing his words as he put a small amount of liquid in his hand. Then, he placed his hands on her back.

April felt a chill down her spine when she felt his hands on her back. It made her slightly jump. His hands were surprisingly soft.

Jackson spread the sunscreen on her back in silence. When he touched the sting of her bikini, and placed his hands under it, he felt her soft breath, as her lungs inspired and expired air, and the softness of her skin through his fingers. However, he was being as respectful as he could be. He didn't want to cross any lines or make her feel uncomfortable. Once he reached her lower back and completed his job, April turned her head slightly to her right, looking over her shoulder. Facing her after those few minutes of intimate contact made him wish he could hold her and plant a long sweet kiss on her lips. 'We're just friends' He thought to himself repeatedly. They were just friends…or at least trying to be.

"Hum, I'm all done!" He said, pushing his thoughts away from his mind.

"Great! Thanks." April smiles and replied. Then she stood up from her seat and started walking towards the pool.

"So you're ready?" He asked, watching as she touched the water with her left foot. April looked at him and moved towards him again. Then, she took his hand and made him stand up as well. "Oh, I'm ready!" He heard her say, as she simply nodded her head. She gave him one of those daring smiles he loved so much and he didn't even need to ask for more. The next minute they were both jumping into the pool, hand in hand, making the water splash all over the place.

When they both came to the surface again, April quickly fixed her hair, moving it from in front of her face. They were both close to each other, laughing like little kids. "That was fun!" Jackson said, standing in front of her.

"Yes!" She replied, so close to him their bodies could almost touch. "But the water is so cold!"

"It's not that cold. See?" He said, throwing a bit of water with his hand in her direction. April moved her hands to cover her face and let out a small scream. "See?" He kept throwing water at her.

"Stop it! Jackson!" She said, but then he grabbed her from her waist and lifted her up inside the water. "Jackson, what are you doing? Put me down!" But he didn't put her down. Instead he smiled and dropped her off in the next second. When she appeared again, she looked at him and pointed a finger at him. "You did not just do that!"

"I was just helping you with the water." He excused himself, lifting his arms in front of his chest, in surrender.

"Oh really?" She said, moving closer to him. Then, she tried to push him, by placing her hands on his chest, but he grabbed her by the wrists and struggled with her.

"I'm stronger than you!" Jackson stated with a smirk on his face.

"We'll see about that!" April retorted, while freeing her wrists from his hands and placing her hands on his shoulders, trying to push him into the water without any success.

"Oh, will we?" Jackson asked, placing his hands on her waist as she, completely unconsciously, lifted her legs, resting them around his hips. Then Jackson moved and only stopped when her back hit the pool wall. "What about now?"

"What about now?"

April stopped fighting him and let her hands rest on his shoulders, allowing him to rest his on her waist. "I win. You're cornered."

"I guess I am." She said, almost glad she had to give up the fight. "But you don't win."

"I don't win?"

"Nope!" April replied, shaking her head. She moved her hands from his shoulders to his bare chest. "This isn't over yet."

"How so?" Jackson felt her light touch on his chest and closed the space between them, moving his hips against her as she tightened her legs around him. Then, he moved his head, leaning it towards her, dying to feel her lips again against his. However, he stopped, as his head rested a couple inches away from hers.

"Well, it just isn't." She continued, tilting her head, whispering closely to his lips, yet not touching them. "I like to win. I'm not letting you win this easily."

"Yeah? Well, in that case I must tell you that I like to win too." Jackson said, pausing for a second to look down at her perfect pink lips, remembering all too well how they tasted like. Then, he moved his head, decided to capture them once again. However, all he felt was April's finger on his lip, as she stopped him, not letting him go any further.

"We're just friends. Remember?" April said, not moving her finger from his lips. "Friends don't kiss… not like this at least."

"Then how do friends kiss like?" He asked, moving his lips against her finger.

"Hum, I don't know." She replied, taking her finger off his lips and placing her hand on his right shoulder. Then, she moved her other hand to his left shoulder. "How do friends kiss like?"

Jackson licked his lips, dying to put them to good use. Then, he rested his forehead in hers. "I'm not used to kissing my friends. So, I don't know either." After he said that, he felt April moved her hands from his shoulders, up his neck, placing them on each sides of his face. She made him look up at her, but didn't say anything at all. "Because we're friends, right?"

"We are. We're friends." April said, caressing his cheeks with her thumbs. "However, I don't think friends get caught in this type of…position." She continued, mentioning the way she was being held back against the pool wall, with her legs around his hips and his face close to hers.

"I don't think they do. No." Jackson replied, moving his hands from her waist to her thighs. "What else friends are not allowed to do?"

"Fiends…they don't…" She tried to say, almost losing her senses with his touch. "…they don't touch the way you're touching me right now."

Jackson squeezed his hands, allowing himself to feel her flesh beneath his fingers. "They don't." Jackson went on, feeling his body starting to lose control of his own actions.

April let her head fall down to the side of his right cheek, lowering her hands back to his neck and moving her face so that her lips were touching his lightly. "And…hum…friends…" She continued. "…they don't let their bodies come this close."

Jackson swallowed and closed his eyes. She had her legs around his hips, her hands on his neck, her mouth touching his face and his hands firmly squeezing her thighs. He felt that the member inside of his swimming trunks ready to make an appearance, but he didn't want to scare her or make her feel awkward around him. He just needed to control himself, but it was getting harder and harder as her lips traveled lightly to his neck.

"April…" He whispered, wishing she would stop what she was doing, but hoping she would not at the same time.

"I know." She mumbled against the skin of his neck. "I know…we're just friends."

"And yet you're teasing me." Jackson said, trying to focus the best could even though his member was starting to grow against his trunks.

"I am?" She asked, almost in an innocent tone. "But friends don't tease friends."

"Are you sure about that?" He asked, opening his eyes to find her biting her lip. Jackson knew she was playing him, like she always did. He usually didn't mind, but this time he could not allow himself to be played by her like that. Not in these circumstances anyways.

"What? You don't like it when I tease you?"

Jackson let his head fall back, shaking it. Then, he looked back at her and said in a low tone. "I like it more than I should."

April smiled and nodded her head. "I guess that makes it two of us!" With that, she managed to untangle her legs from his hips and with one hand she pushed him, making him take a few steps back. Jackson stood still for a couple minutes trying to pull himself together, while she swam to the other side of the pool behind him.

April didn't know what had just happened, but that she was very close to lose her mind completely and get lost in him. She wasn't just teasing him. She was enjoying the proximity of their bodies and the way he was holding her firmly. That's why she let go of him. That's why she had to swim away from him. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to control herself.

When Jackson felt like he was completely ready to face her again, he turned around and spotted her getting on her feet after swimming to the other side of the pool. She had her back to him. So, he took a deep breath and dived. Moving his feet and keeping his hands in front of his body, he only stopped when they touched the back of her legs, making her jump in surprise. April quickly turned around and he reappeared above the water. "Tell me why." He said, cleaning the water from his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Why you're not allowed to date."

She thought for a second about it and figured that there was no point on not telling him the story behind it. "Okay. I'll tell you. C'mon."

Jackson watched as she started moving to the stairs to get out of the pool. The way her body looked when she came out of the water was an image that he hoped to never forget. The water dropping off her body, the way she twisted her hair to try and dry it somehow, the way she had to fix her bikini bottom with her hands... and her body. The best part of all that image was her body.

He followed her and got out of the pool, sitting on the sunbathing chair next to hers. She used her towel to dry her body the best she could, but then she took a deep breath and didn't wait any longer. It was better to tell him already. "So, I told you I can't date, right?" She looked at him from the corner of her eye and saw him nod. "Right. Well the problem is not you. You're not the problem, Jackson. I can't date…period."

"But why?"

"Well, I've got three other sisters. I told you. Libby, Kimmie and Alice. We're four girls." She started, moving her eyes to the ground to avoid his stare. "My dad is very protective of us, but it's understandable. I mean, can you imagine being the father of four girls? So, we're not allowed to date. No dating. That's the rule."

"But why? I mean, I understand that he's trying to protect you, but…"

"Because we're girls and because my dad is very…conservative and he's afraid that some boy might…" She stopped talking and felt her cheeks turn red. She had never had this sort of conversation with a boy before. So, she tried to search the best word she could to describe what she meant, without sounding weird. "...might, hum…deflower us."

"Deflower?"

"Yes, Jackson. Deflower. You know what I mean!"

He noticed how she was speaking really fast, probably a little embarrassed about the topic. "So, hum…you're not allowed to date because your dad is afraid that…"

"That we lose our innocent ways. That I lose my very innocent ways!" She cut him off. "He's a Christian. A very conservative Christian. So, no dating until I'm old enough to, in his words, make assertive decisions."

"Oh."

"And it got worse since I got the scholarship and my place in college. He doesn't want me to get distracted and boys are distractions, because I need to study and focus in school." She continued. "That's why he warned me about you."

"Because I could a distraction?"

"Because you're a boy and I was going to be living right next to you for the next few months and he was afraid of what people said about you and how you could become a distraction somehow."

"Right." Jackson thought for a second. It made sense. Being the father of four girls was probably not the easiest thing to do. He knew guys and he knew every trick in the book to get away with being the kind of guy girls fall for. He knew that guys like him would do anything to get what they wanted. But after what she told him last night, something didn't sound right. "What about the guy you went out on a date with?"

"Robbie Spratt?"

"Yeah. You said you went out on a date with him."

"Well, that's how it started." She confessed, looking at Jackson this time. "He tried to kiss me and I didn't want to kiss him. I was fifteen. My dad found out and from that day on, I was not allowed to date… nor my sisters, for that matter."

"So, Robbie Spratt ruined my chances?" He asked, using a lighter tone.

April smiled understanding his sarcastic tone. "I guess so."

"Well…" Jackson started moving from his chair to sit on hers. "I really don't like Robbie Spratt. He's such a douche."

"Oh, you have no idea." April retorted, making space for him on the chair.

"So, there's really no way? No chance?"

"I never said that." She replied, staring at his deep green eyes. "We'll see."

He gazed at her in amusement, knowing he was completely smitten by her and there was no way he could hide it. "So, we're friends…for now."

"For now!"

"Okay, we can be friends." He said, knowing he was lying and she knew it too. "Do you want to play a game?"

"What game?"

"20 questions. You ask me 20 questions and I ask you 20 questions." Jackson said, getting up from her chair and taking a few steps towards the pool. "That's something friends do. They get to know each other."

"Okay." April smiled and got up as well. "But 20 is a lot. Let's start with 10."

"10 seems great." He replied. April sat by the edge of the pool, letting her feet touch the water and he did the same as her. "So, hum…do you want to start or…?"

"But what kind of questions am I supposed to ask?"

"I don't know. Anything."

"Okay, well…you start."

"Okay." Jackson said, thinking for a second. He had so many questions about her, but he didn't want to throw them all out at the same time. So, he chose to go with an easy one. "What's your favorite book?"

"My favorite book? Pride and prejudice." She quickly replied, then she turned to him. "What's yours?"

"I don't know. I'm not realty a book person, but I like reading biographies."

"Biographies?"

"Yeah. I don't know why. It's just something I'm into." He confessed, noticing the surprised look on her face. "Reading about other people's success makes me think about life's possibilities and…"

"Yours?" April asked, remembering their past conversations about the future and his doubts about his own.

Jackson didn't reply, since he wasn't too sure what to say. Maybe she was right. She seemed to be always right when it came to him. "You told me you like reading medical essays. You told me you want to be a surgeon, right?"

"I do. I really do. It's my life's dream. I want to be a surgeon. I want to save lives. I want to help people. Being a surgeon means all that. I just can't imagine the rush that it must be to have a life in your hands and trying to save that person and giving everything you have to save a person." April replied, looking at the water in front of her, almost getting lost in her own thoughts. But then she looked at him, being suddenly awoken from her daydreams. She noticed how he was lost in his own thoughts as well. "Jackson, what's going through your mind?"

"I've been thinking about it, you know. Ever since we talked about it the other day, I've been thinking about it." He said, not looking at her. Almost reaching for his own hiding dreams and aspirations, the ones he kept in the back of his mind for too long; the ones he didn't dare to think about because they weren't even worth it of thinking about; the one he had given up some time ago.

"And?"

"And the truth is, of course I thought about becoming a surgeon. Of course I'd like to do all that that you just said, but I'm not the kind of Avery people look up to. I'm not that person and I already told you why."

"And I already told you that you shouldn't think about other people and what they think of you. They can screw themselves."

"I know."

"Plus, it's in your genes, Jackson. I'm sure you'd be an amazing surgeon."

Jackson thought about it for a second. It was crazy to think that she was the first person to have this kind of conversation with him, to give him an incentive to follow his aspirations and to listen without making any judgmental remarks. "You think?"

"I think you'll never know if you never try." She replied, with a comforting smile.

Jackson looked at her and nodded. She was right and maybe it was time to really start considering things and all life's opportunities. "Okay, your turn." He said, trying to lighten up the mood and change the subject.

"Okay." April said, knowing exactly what he was doing. She didn't mind, though. She quickly tried to think of another question, a fun one this time. "What's your favorite Super Hero?"

"Hum, Spiderman."

"Spiderman? Really?"

"What?" He asked, noticing her surprised tone.

"I just never thought you were the kind of guy to like Spiderman. I don't know why, but I saw you more of a Thor kind of guy."

"Really? Thor? A blonde dude with a hammer? Really?" Jackson replied, making a sort of disgusted face. "Hell no!"

"Okay, fine. You're not into Thor." She said, laughing at his expression and raising her arms in surrender. "I'm sorry. You're a Spiderman kind of guy!"

"I am. He's cool. He gets to wear a cool mask and webs come out of his hands and he can walk on walls and stuff. The dude is awesome."

"Oh my Gosh!" She laughed, watching as he described with such enthusiasm his favorite Super Hero. "You're totally fangirling over Spiderman right now."

"Am not!"

"You are!"

"Oh, shut up!"

"No, it's totally fine by me!" April continued, still laughing. "I mean, we all have our Super Heroes. Yours just happens to be… a spider."

"Spiderman is not a spider. You know what? Do you wanna go inside and watch the movies. I have all three of them. We can watch the movies and…"

"What movies?"

"The Spiderman movies, of course." He replied. "Not the new ones. I don't like them, but the ones with Tobey Maguire and Kirsten Dunst. I like the old ones better. They came out when I was a kid and…"

"You sure love Spiderman." April teased him once again, but then she noticed the hard stare he was giving her and even though she knew he was only trying to mess with her, she decided to go with it. "Fine. Spiderman it is. I'll watch the movies with you…the original ones!"

"Great, then…" Jackson was just about to say that they could go inside and since her father wasn't there they didn't have to bother with her sneaking in. They could have lunch together and then spend the afternoon watching his old copies of the films. However, as soon as opened his mouth, a voice that sounded very familiar interrupted their moment, calling his name.

"Jackson?"

He turned his body around, knowing exactly who was calling him, not sure yet of what that person was doing there. "Finn?"

"Hey, man!" Finn said, approaching them, realizing that his friend was not sitting with his feet in the pool alone. "Long time, no see."

"Yeah, well…" Jackson said, not understanding what Finn was doing in his house or what he wanted. Then, he got up and gave April a hand to help her stand up as well.

"I mean, you haven't called in a while, you don't answer your phone or reply to my texts. I was getting worried about." Finn continued, keeping his eyes on the girl that was hiding behind Jackson.

"Yeah, I've been busy." Jackson replied, when the truth was he simply didn't feel like being with Finn or the girls. So, he'd been avoiding them for the past two days.

"Busy, huh?"

Jackson noticed how Finn's eyes fell back again to April and how he hinted that she was the reason why he was so busy. He knew Finn very well and he knew that the curiosity to know who April was, was killing him. "Right, hum…Finn, this is April." He said, gesturing his hand and moving to let April stand next to him. "April, this is Finn."

"Nice to meet you, April." Finn said, lifting his hand to wave at her, with a smile.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too." April nodded her head and moved towards the chair where she had left her dress and towel. She was feeling very exposed and the fact that she was only wearing her bikini was not helping at all.

"April and I were just hanging out by the pool." Jackson said, thinking how ridiculous that sounded. But he didn't know what else to say and he just wished Finn would go away. Then he noticed how April quickly threw her dress over her head and was starting to fix it, probably thinking about leaving. So, he moved towards her, smiling at Finn at the same time.

When April saw Jackson closing the space between them, she looked at him after grabbing her towel. "I think I'm gonna go now." She said, in a low tone.

"You don't have to go." Jackson said, almost whispering so that Finn couldn't hear them. "It's okay. Stay and…"

"No, your friend is probably gonna want to stay too and I'm gonna go. But I'll see you later, okay?"

"Are you sure? Because if you're not comfortable with him being here I can…"

"No, it's fine. Don't worry about me."

"Okay. But I'll see you later?"

"Yes. At night."

"10.30?"

"10.30." Then April took a few steps to walk away, not before turning to Finn and smiling. She didn't know what to say to him.

Jackson watched her walk away, sad to watch her leave. They were having such a great time and Finn had to ruin it. He was actually going to spend the day with her, doing something with her and his friend appeared out of nowhere and ruined everything.

"So, who is she again?" Finn asked, interrupting his thoughts. "Is she a new neighbor or something? I haven't seen her before around here."

"A neighbor? Sure." He could put it that way and he wasn't even lying. She was living in the house right next to his. So somehow she was his neighbor. Jackson remembered that Finn had never seen April before. Only Shelly knew who she was.

"Have you been screwing with her?"

"What? No." Jackson quickly replied. "No, she's my friend."

"She's hot." Finn continued. "I mean, that fiery red hair…you know what they say about red-heads!"

When Finn said that, Jackson felt consumed by a hint of jealously. He didn't like the fact that Finn had been staring at April's body and noticing it. He was not allowed to say that, he was not allowed to stare at her body at all. "Can you please stop?" Jackson said. "She's my friend. Stop it. What are you doing here anyways?"

"I came to check up on you. Haven't heard from you in a couple days. That's not normal."

"Mindy let you in?"

"She did. She said you'd be in the garden and that I should find you here. Guess she was right. I wish I was wearing swimming trunks. I mean, that way me and your friend could have some fun in the pool as well."

"You have to stop." Jackson said, in a threatening tone. "Don't talk about her like that."

"Relax, man." Finn stated, crossing his arms against his chest. "I'm not saying anything."

"You are. Stop it!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong with me. I just don't like the way you're talking about her. So stop it." Jackson said, passing by Finn to walk away to the house.

"Fine." Finn said, noticing his friend's different behavior. He never saw Jackson get so angry about a girl. This was something new, but it was better if he didn't say anything else about it.

…

Later at night

"You know what I was just thinking about?" Jackson said, entering the living room with a bowl of freshly made popcorn in his hands. They were in Jackson's house, watching the first Spiderman movie and Jackson had just went to the kitchen to get more popcorn.

"Hum, what?" April asked not taking her eyes from the TV screen.

"That you could easily be Mary Jane." He replied, sitting next to her in the couch with the bowl in his lap.

April turned to him with her eyebrows raised. "What? Mary Jane Watson. Spiderman's love interest. Her?" She asked, pointing to the screen.

"You both have red hair, pale skin, greenish eyes. You could totally be MJ." Jackson continued. Then, with a smirk on his face he turned to her and said. "And I could be your Spiderman!"

"Oh, shut up!" She said, punching him softly in the shoulder. "You could never be my Spiderman."

"Really?" He asked, putting the popcorn bowl in the coffee table in front of them. Then, he sat even closer to her. "How come?"

"Because I know better." April replied, looking back at him and adjusting her body in the couch, putting a leg behind her body and half turning her torso towards him. "I mean, look at her…" She said, turning her attention back to the screen. "What kind of girl walks alone at night in New York city? I mean, it's obvious she's gonna get caught in situations like that."

Jackson looked at the screen for a second to watch the scene where Mary Jane was cornered by three guys trying to hurt her. "But if she never found herself in that situation, Spiderman would've never needed to come and rescue her."

"I don't need to be rescued."

"I think we all need to be rescued sometimes." Jackson said, placing one hand on her knee.

April felt his hand on her knee, but didn't say anything. Instead they both stayed in silence, looking at each other, with a small smile on their lips, just listening to the characters lines as the movie played in the background.

"- You have a knack for getting in trouble.

-You have a knack for saving my life. I think I have a Super Hero stalker."

The room was dark and the only light that brightened their faces was coming out from the TV screen. Jackson moved his other hand to her face, touching it softly with his thumb. In that moment, April turned her face away and looked at the movie after taking a deep breath, almost as if she was suddenly awaken from a dream. His eyes were staring deep into hers and his touch was messing up with her mind.

When she looked at the screen, Mary Jane was saying something about being Spiderman being amazing, while he was hanging upside down. April tried to pay attention to the movie but the fact was that his hand on her knee and his touch were getting in the way.

Jackson's hand moved to her hair, as he played with it, moving it to the back of her shoulder. He wasn't even paying attention to the movie anymore and he didn't care. He had waited all night to have this kind of moment with her.

"-Do I get to say thank you this time?"

April watched as the scene played. Mary Jane started to take off Spiderman's mask, rolling it just above his mouth and then her lips touched his.

She turned to Jackson in that moment. He kept staring at her like she was his own muse and without giving it another thought, she leaned in just close enough to feel his breath against her lips. He moved his hand from her hair and placed it on her face again, closing his eyes, aware of what was happening. Then, she raised her right hand to his neck, up to his jawline and closed her eyes as well. The next second, her lips were pressed against his and they kissed.

They lingered there for a while, with their lips pressed against each other. Then, Jackson opened his mouth and let his tongue pass her lips, letting his tongue feel hers for the first time. He was discovering her mouth and there they were, twisting together, tasting each other with all the passion they had. Jackson let his hand go up her leg and she let out a small moan. He liked it when she moaned like that.

April pulled off her tongue from his mouth and nibbled his lips, sucking them after. She could feel the heat of the moment and that the temperature was raising. She felt the need to be closer to him. So, she moved her body and, almost sitting on his lap, she cupped his face with her hands, while the hand he had placed on her face fell to her waist. Then, she opened her mouth again, letting his tongue enter it again, allowing herself to feel his tongue deepening the kiss and all the pleasure that came with it.

They only separated when they needed air and could no longer hold it any longer. "Wow." Jackson said, trying to catch his breath. "Now this is a kiss Spiderman would kill for."

April smiled at his statement, thinking the exact same thing. Then, she took her hands off his face and moved her body a little, because she felt like she was almost sitting on top of him. This was wrong. She wasn't supposed to be kissing him like this. They were friends for now. They shouldn't be kissing.

Then, she took his hands and held them together. "Jackson…" She sighed. April was about to tell him that friends don't kiss. But something stopped her, so she simply said.

"What?"

April didn't reply. Instead, she leaned forward again and placed a sweet peck on his lips. "I have to go."

"What? Why?" Jackson asked, while she was starting to get up from the couch.

"I have to. I…I have to."

"No! Just…wait…" He said, following her to the living room door, since she was quickly moving to leave. "April…"

She turned around, stopping. "Friends don't kiss, Jackson."

"But…"

"But friends don't kiss and I…I don't know what to do."

"Then don't do anything. Just let things flow and we can figure things out later."

"Jackson…" April started, stepping closer to him and taking his. "I need to think, okay? I need to think."

He stood there quiet for a couple of seconds. Then, he let out a deep breath and realized that there was no point in forcing her to stay. "Fine." He said, turning his back on her. However, she stopped him by pulling him by the hand she was holding. Jackson turned around to face her again and she placed another kiss on his lips. It was a simple, goodnight kiss, but he didn't say anything. After that she let go of his hand and walked towards the kitchen back door to leave.

When she reached the front door of her house, she opened it and stepped inside. Closing the door behind her, she couldn't help but to lean against it, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. What was she doing? What was she getting herself into? And what she supposed to do about him?

"April?"

As all these thoughts crossed her mind, her father's voice made her quickly open her eyes. She instantly froze, knowing she had just been caught.

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AN:

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