Icarly Ilike Jake Novels & Stories

"Griffin Archer owns iSky, and you know how popular their phones and computers are. They are on top in the technology industry. He is more than successful. The man is a god." Scarlett swallowed at the word "god" and felt herself blushing. It was too easy to associate Griffin with that word. "True," Charlotte said and grinned at Scarlett. "So, how is Griffin as a person? And what about Jake? Does he hate living with his dad? It must be embarrassing for him." "Jake is fine," Scarlett wasn't lying. Jake had been floating on a pink flamingo in the pool when Scarlett left. He didn't possess a bone of shame in his body and treated his dad's property like his own.

“This is interesting. What do you want my help with?” “Well, I kind of, sort of— she hates me, I treated her like crap at first because I thought I’d kill her, but I don’t want her dead anymore…instead, I want her to stop hating me.” “And how do I come in?” Jake pinched the bridge of his nose. This dumb f*ck really was a dumb f*ck or was he seriously just trying to get Jake to say what he was too embarrassed to? Damn it all to hell…! “I want her to like me for goddess’s sake…! She finally gave me a chance, and I don’t want to f*ck it up. Girls always like you, what the f*ck do you do?”

I looked and suddenly Jake and her went out with other friends. Jake put his arms around her and that make me piss, even I can't do that to her. She laughed because of something and I never look at her laughing that happily. I can't look again, it ripped me. I quickly walked away. I can't stand it. She is really happy without me. What should I do? Do I really like her? I really messed up, did I? 2 weeks later~ "Yaaa Jake! Give me that!" He stole notebook because he sleeps in the class. He slept because he watch football last night, what an idiot he is?

“You look great.” “Thank you.” Jake responds with a smile, shyly scratching the back of his head. “I don't know if the boys will like it since it was on short notice, but I bought comic books.” “Carlos and Lucas. That's their names.”I retort, glaring at him. “I—” I snatched the bag containing the comic books. “Let's go. I miss your motorcycle.” The ride home is short. I lead the way to the front door and push the door open, with Jake following closely behind me.

I said pointing to Jake. "Me?" Why not Kai or Nick?" he inquired. "Yeah why not any of us?" Kai countered with a raised eyebrow as he folded his hands across his chest. I sighed, "you seem trustworthy with your dimples and big doe like eyes." Kai scowled, "I'm trustworthy too you know." "Definitely are," Nick said as he patted him on the shoulder. Jake just laughed at his friend and walked to the white motorcycle before slinging his left leg over to the other side. "The dimples man, it's all about them," he said as he continued laughing.

He had black shiny spiky hair and would often wink to everyone he would pass by. "Argh, I don't know why you always have to make things obvious." I protested. "I like his car and the guy is also chilled. I don't know why you don't like him. Not forgetting the fact that he wants you." Said Peter with a grin. "Jake is a snob, he likes to be liked and I just don't feel the same way as other people." "I think your just in self denial mode. He wants you and you want him. We've been friends since daycare, I know you especially when you like someone."

That left just the three of us in the big suburban McMansion: me, my stepbrother Kyle, and her boyfriend Jake. Jake had been coming over for months now. Tall, cocky college junior with sun-bleached hair, a swimmer’s body, and a smile that made girls stupid. Mia thought he was hers. She had no idea that Kyle and I had been passing him back and forth like a dirty little secret for the last six weeks.

“I’m sorry, man. It wasn’t planned. I was suddenly off today and I decided to come see my girl.” I almost bite my tongue off after he says that. I mean technically she’s his girl. I don’t know what the problem is. I don’t bother listening to the rest of their conversation. I grab a bowl of ice cream from the freezer to entertain myself. Jake agreed to come with us apparently leaving the girl he came to see. “Cause of death: lemon-flavored ice cream should be written on your grave when you die,” Charlie says. Jake chuckles. “For a while I thought it was going to be Arianna,” he says.

And suddenly, she had an idea. "You know, Jake's not going to give a shit if you make out with one of his friends. He'll just shrug it off." Madison took the bottle of vodka in her hand, took a swig, and passed it back to Bianca. "You'd really need to hook up with someone he absolutely hates. Someone he loathes. Otherwise, it won't matter." Bianca, taking the now half-empty bottle back, looked at her friend and sighed. "Jake doesn't hate anyone. He's too obsessed with football and cars. He's never even been in an argument, that I can remember."

I laughed, throwing a coco pop at him. “No way, I give it a week and Liam will be back to his old self, sleeping with anything that moves,” Jake stated confidently. “I don’t know Jake; he looks pretty serious to me,” I said as I finished my breakfast. Liam smiled at me, he obviously liked what I said, showing my trust. “Finally, you’ve learned to use the head that’s attached to your neck,” Jake joked, making me flinch at his words. “I think it’s sweet, Liam. She’s a lucky girl; hopefully you won’t break her heart,” I muttered, looking down at my empty bowl, just hoping that he wouldn’t hurt me.