Someone Like You Series 2 (John Pearce/Justice Crew Fanfic)

Chapter 18

Chapter 17
Italy continued
Nina's POV

I had to admit, I felt so bad for doing this. I saw John and Kylie at the entrance where you pay for admission. They were holding hands, and talking. There was a pretty big line, and it was going slow, so that will give me some time. I parked in the closest empty space. I threw my hair up in a high messy bun(which I never do, never), and threw on some big shades. I did a little more touch up's then got out. I wasn't very sure if Kylie remembered me or not.  We used to talk, as friends, but not like best friends or anything.

 I was about 5 people behind them, but I had to start making my move. But how? Or better question: what do I do?!  Do I just walk up to them? I didn't have a plan at all, I didn't really think I'd go through with this, honestly. I thought I'd back out, but I'm still here. What's my fake name? Should I be flirty in front on Kylie? Or when she's away? I defiantly did not have a plan, crap.

I waited til we where all passed the admission area, and not around a crowd. But there was a few people around, oh well. Then, the perfect timing came; Kylie went to the restroom, and John was sitting on the bench beside a very beautiful pool. I pulled my sliding purse back onto my shoulder, and started towards John.

I checked to see if Kylie was coming back from the restroom, no. All clear. I took a deep breathe and closed the space between John and I.

"Hey, John! Nice to see you here!", I said with a fake smile plastered on my face.

He turned and looked at me, confused, "May I help you...?"

"You don't remember me?", I said, playfully hitting his arm. I just played along as I went. And trust me, it sure was hard. And sickening.

I noticed Kylie coming back, so I acted more flirty.

"C'mon, no time for games, you honestly don't remember me?", I giggled.

Before John could answer, Kylie came up, "Hey, John, who's this?"

"I'm. . . Emily.", I stuck my hand out.

She shook it, "Oh, I'm Kylie, nice to meet you.", I could tell my her facial expression she was unsure what to say to me. And was feeling very uncomfortable.

John cleared his throat, "I honestly don't remember you. I'm sorry. You must got the wrong person."

I giggled again, and Kylie started giving me the stink eye. I didn't even have to see it, I just felt it. Man, was it creepy. She wrapped her arm around Johns, as if she was "marking her territory". I wanted to throw up, wait. . . no. . . run away, and then throw up.

"We hooked up, before you went on your,", I air quoted, "vacation, with I'm guessing, Kylie.", I had know clue what to say, I think that sounded okay, but according to Kylie's reaction, I think it did. "I came here to take a day from all those roo's! And here,", I gestured, "was the best choice, I'm guessing you thought the same?"

"Wait? You hooked up with her? As in kissed and slept?", she turned to him, I swear she was about to slap him, but she kept her somewhat cool. She let go of his arm, and put them back on her side.

"I honestly don't remember her! I don't know of an Emily!", he tried touching her arm, but she jerked back. "She's probably another crazy fan."

I giggled, "You where drunk, silly, because,", I paused, "well, I don't wanna say it in front of her. Why are you getting so worked up, Kylie? John told me he was single.", I asked. I quickly covered my mouth, "I'm. . . so. . . "

She didn't turn to me, she continued to look with pain in her eyes, at John, but she still answered, "I'm his girlfriend.", she clenched her teeth. "Well, according to you, I'm not. But I thought we were."

"What the hell kind of game is this, Emily? I never saw you in my life, let alone sleep with you. What's your deal? If you wanted an autograph, you could've just asked. But this is taking it too far!", he snapped.

I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I wanted to stop, I really wanted to, no lie, but Brad, he'd be mad, and he'd . . . . . . .  . . . . .  .

I continued, "An autograph? What are you in a band or something?,", I paused, "Wait, a second, I remember, you told me that night, Justice Crew, correct? A singing and dancing group? And Kylie, I'm so sorry, I had no idea! He just told me he was single and I don't know! I stopped to talk to him, just as friends and not sex buddies, cause I didn't expect him here, I hope this doesn't ruin your relationship, I better-.."

"This is unbelievable! I'm going back to the hotel! Have fun with Emily on our date!", Kylie yelled. Then she turned and went back towards the entrance.

"Thanks, Emily.", John snapped, and took after Kylie.

I grabbed his wrist, "Trust me, this isn't the last time you'll see me.", I narrowed my eyes at him, then let go.

He continued to go after Kylie.

Once he was gone, and out of sight, I let out a deep sigh, and pulled my phone out. I dialed Brad's number. It ringed a few times until he answered.

"What.", he flatly said.

I took off the shades and I let my hair down. The wind was blowing it around, I should've kept it up.

"I sturred both of them up, now what do you want me to do?", I asked, sitting where John used to sit moments ago.

"Follow them. Be secretive. Drug him with the pills I put in your luggage, it's in one of them, anyway. Then have some fun, if ya know what I mean. I mean, if you don't want me mad. . . .", then he hung up.

No no no, I cannot make him made, no no no no no no no, I can't!

What a fucking douche. Now I have to drug him!? And have sex with him?!

What the hell did I get myself into?