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Chapter 7: Out Of The Frying Pan And Into The Fire

Jack's Pov:

Erin groans. "Don't you have to be stupid some place else?"

I grinned at her, unperturbed. "Not until four, sweet cheeks."

"That will be my nickname when He'll freezes over." Her glare was as icy as her threat. God, she was beautiful no matter what expression she wore on her face.

"Tough luck sweet cheeks. I like it, and your my girlfriend."

Erin smirked. "Then I suppose your nickname will just have to be Small Pen-"

I cut her off hurriedly. "No sweet cheeks then. How about... Baby cakes?"

"No."

"My little care-bear?"

"Uh uh."

"Nugget?"

Erin threw her hands up in exasperation, snapped, "You're insufferable!" and walked away.

I smiled, watching the sway of her hips as she walked away.

I catch up with her and snake a hand around her waist.

Erin turned around and glared at me. "Remove your hand before I rip your arm off and beat you to death with it." She hissed.

I just smirked at her. "Now is that anyway to treat your sweetheart?" I tease as I tilt my head to the side.

Erin's glare just intensified making me feel a bit uncomfortable, but I can't let her know that.

"Whay are you glaring at me?"

"I'm hoping you'll spontaneously combust." Erin says as she mimics an explosion with her hands.

"You're so cute when you're dramatic darling," I said, unbothered by her antics. Quite the opposite, actually. I'd never been more attracted to her.

I stroke her cheek, just to get a rise out of her, and to my immense surprise, she shoved me hard and pins me against the wall. I could've easily escaped but I was aching to see where she'd go with this.

"Whatcha gonna do to me sweetheart" I tease her. "Here, where everyone can see..."

"Uhg, fight me!" She stamps her foot adorably.

"I'm starting to think you just like pinning me up against things, darling."

She coughed, choked, and I felt her skin grow hot where she held me. I smirked.

I had her right where I wanted her, and Erin knew that. I watched as she opened her mouth to say something but no words came out.

"You know, for someone who despises me, you're doing an excellent job at convincing people you love me." I tease, watching as Erin's jaw clenched.

Erin suddenly leaned closer to me, her breath hot on my lips. I know if she kissed me it would just be an act, but I wouldn't be upset if it meant I would finally feel her lips on mine.

Erin pulls away just enough to smirk at me. "You're right, I have been very convincing at pretending that I love you. But I could be more convincing."

Erin leans back in and places a trail of kisses alongside my neck, taking her sweet precious time kissing every tender spot on my neck.

My mind went blank. My skin burnt hot wherever her lips went, and I yearned to have them on mine suddenly with such an intensity that an almost animalistic urge overtook me then.

I have no idea what I was thinking when I grabbed her face suddenly and pulled her in for a kiss.

She stilled under my lips, and I knew I'd screwed up, even before I had the chance to pull away.

She raised her hand to slap me, and I caught her wrist, whispering huskily, "Wanna try that again sweetheart?" I smirked at her.

Big mistake.

Erin wrenched her hand away and flared at me so ferociously I took a step back.

"You sure fooled me," she said, her voice dripping with venom. "I thought with everyone thinking we're together they'd finally leave me alone. And excuse me for idiotically thinking that someone actually cared, that for once I could be happy. But no, turns out you're just a really good liar."

She stepped away, looking me right in the eyes hatefully. "Leave me alone Brewer. Forever."

"Erin, I-"

"No! I'm serious Jack." Erin cut me off hastily. "I don't know what I was thinking when I said we should act like we're together. Look at us! We absolutely hate each other!" Erin said, her eyes filled with tears, making me regret everything I ever did done to hurt her.

"You know, at first I hated this idea, then over time I actually thought that it would work, that maybe, just maybe, you didn't hate me as much as I thought you did. But I was wrong, and I was a fool to think otherwise." Erin whispers, tears streaming down her face.

"Erin, I'm so sorry." I say as I take a step towards her but she takes a step away from me. "Please believe me baby." I said and I know as I uttered that last word, I had just jumped from the frying pan into the fire.

Erin glared at me with such intensity that I swear I felt her eyes burn holes through my skull. "I am NOT your baby." She hissed.

"Trouble in paradise?" Someone snickered, passing. I started to give them the finger, but Erin shoved my hand away.

"They're right," she snarled. "Except for the paradise part. Every moment with you is like my own personal hell on earth."

Ouch. That one felt like someone dug I knife in my gut and twisted.

"I'm sorry..." But the words died on my lips, because Erin, her face still streaming with tears, had already whipped around and walked off as fast as she could without running, and she took my crushed heart with her.

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