High Tides~JJxReader

~short temper~

'Where am I?' I think to myself. This does not feel like my bed whatsoever. Why's it so lumpy and uncomfortable? I slowly blink my eyes open. My vision a little blurry at first. What happened last night? As my blurry eyes adjust to the world around me, I notice a figure sitting at the other end of what I'm guessing is the couch I'm laying on.

"Mornin' sunshine." I hear a playful male voice say. Wait. A. Damn. Minute. I fucking know that voice! Except last time it was yelling at me. It's fucking JJ Maybank!

I immediately jump up and start taking three steps back. He does the same thing except, he comes closer. Then stops five feet away from me. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?? WHERE AM I? WHY ARE YOU HERE?" I scream. Then I look down and realize I'm no longer in my jean shorts and black tank top. Instead I'm wearing black nike shorts and oversized hoodie. "WHERE. ARE. MY. CLOTHES?!" 

"Listen y/n it-" before he could finish I cut JJ off.

"HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW MY NAME??" Now with an irritated look on his face he starts to raise his voice.

"You need to calm the fu-" I cut him off again but not with words, this time I threw a vase at him. He swiftly dodges the vase and it crashes into the wall behind him. In two large, fast steps he's only two feet away now. He quickly grabs my wrist and whips me onto the grey couch not letting go of my wrist, he pins them up above my head and puts a knee between my legs with his other leg standing on the ground and upper body leaning on me. Our faces are inches away. As I start to study his face I realize he has such beautiful pale blue eyes, and... hold on, is this motherfucker grinning??

"Go to hell!" I spat in his face.

"Aw, baby. Where'd you think I came from?" He says still grinning.

"If you would listen to me, you'd know that it's not what it looked like." Now with his lips down by my ear and his voice in a whisper, he says, "Little firecracker, I advise you be a good little wild fire and listen to me or it'll get worse. Oh and also, wipe that look off your face unless you want wrinkles."

"Oh please, what are you going to do, hurt me?" And just like that I immediately regret saying those words because now I'm wrapped up in a blanket with a rope tied around the blanket locking my arms and legs in place like a present."

"Y'know little firecracker, it'd be much easier for the both of us if you'd just calm down.

"Kay well now that I'm tied up, I have no choice so answer my questions."

"Finally, I've only been trying to do that for the past 30 minutes, but clearly someone woke up and chose violence." JJ says in a sarcastic tone putting emphasis into the last word. I simply just roll my eyes. 

"Where am I?" I ask calmly.

"We are at Kiara's house. After you fainted last night we brought you here. Pope and I crashed here last night after we got you in the van and John B out of the water. Kiara told Parker Grace you were staying here last night and she told Easton, which by the way has been blowing up your phone all night." JJ put's my phone on the table next to me.

"Where are my clothes, and whose are these?" 

"1. Don't worry, I didn't change you," well that's a relief, "Kiara changed you. Those  are her shorts you're wearing and my hoodie, underneath is the tank top you were wearing but when it was my turn to watch you, you had goose bumps so I gave it to you. You can have it, consider it  a you're welcome present." He says then winks.

"How is it a 'you're welcome present'?"

"Well you see, you fainted and if it weren't for me," he starts tapping my forehead, "that pretty little noggin of yours would've hit the rocks."