b r e a k d o w n s // jack johnson (ON HOLD)

03

Song: Happy Little Pill by Troye Sivan (such a good song)

Picture of: what Bree looks like

Same outfits for chpts. 2 + 3

Aaliyah's POV

While the guys were performing, Bree was cheering like a maniac, like all the girls in the audience. I cheered along with her to keep her from getting suspicious, but honestly, I was getting tired of pretending for everyone, tired of lying. I'm so sick of putting on a happy, confident face for everyone. I have no one to comfort me. Well I had one, but she left me when I got too annoying.

*After Digi*

The guys all came back into the room we had been waiting in as motioned for us to follow them outside. Bree let Sammy link his arm around her and lead her out of the room. Skate and Gilinsky followed, laughing about something stupid. And then it was just me and Johnson. He stared at me. I stared back. "Liyah...." he started. "we should probably catch up to the others before they start to wonder where we are." I cut him off quickly, starting for the door. Jack caught me by my arm and pulled me back to face him. "Aaliyah." he said sternly. "What?" I asked, wanting desperately to get out of there. "There's so much you're not telling me, and I need to know, now." he said, his eyes boring into mine.

I pulled away from his stare focusing on the floor. "Aaliyah, look at me, now." he demanded, grabbing my chin and forcing it up so I would look him in the eye. "For shits sake, Jack! First of all, we just met today, so don't act like we've known each other for years, because we haven't. And second of as all, I can't tell you! it's just gonna end up hurting us both, especially you. I know I said that we barely know each other, but I care about you, and I don't wanna put you through everything I would by telling you everything. so that's why I can't tell you." I said. Jack just stared at me, his grip on me loosening, and I took that as an opportunity to yank my arm out of his grip and rush out the door. By the time Jack had regained his composure, I was gone.

I met Bree and the guys outside by the car. "We're all going to my place, right?" Bree questioned. the guys nodded. "yeah." Gilinsky looked around. "Wait, where's Johnson?" he asked. "I'm right here." Johnson jogged up behind. "Aaliyah had dropped her bag and everything fell out so I stopped to help her out. When she left, she dropped these." I looked back to see what I had dropped to see. My earbuds. I never, ever stop those. it would be total chaos if i didn't have them. I practically ripped Johnson's hand off grabbing them back. after I realized how weird that looked, I mumbled a "Thanks." and climbed into the very back of the car, and sat in the seat in the right corner. I jammed my headphones in my ear and punched the play button on my screen. "Happy Little Pill" by Troye Sivan blared in my ears. I flashed a small smile at the window, leaning my head against it. I felt a tap on my shoulder and jumped 10 feet in the air, pulling out one of my earbuds. "Jesus, Brianna. Never sneak up on me when I'm not expecting it." I ranted, my heart rate gradually decreasing. "got it. I was just wondering if you were okay. are you?" she asked. I sighed. now comes the hard part. "I'm fine, Bree. Promise." I offered her a smile, which she obviously didn't believe, but she hopped into the front seat anyway and let everyone else file into the car.

Johnson slid in the back with me again, sitting in the left corner, but once Sammy started the car, Johnson slid into the middle seat, so he was pressed up firmly to my side. "Hey, Liyah." he whispered, so no one but us could hear, but they were blasting music, so they wouldn't hear us even if we were screaming. I gulped. He's gonna do something, I know he's gonna do something. he's gonna find what I'm not telling him, and he'll do anything. I can feel it. "H-hey." I stuttered, wishing I could hide. "Aw, you stutter around me? That's so cute." Johnson said, running his fingers softly down my arm, making me bite my lip. "S-stop." I managed to get out. "How about, no." Johnson shot back. well shit. "it's fun watching you squirm." he smirked, moving from my arm to my leg, massaging my thigh with his hand. I bit my lip so hard, it felt like it was about to draw blood. He's not gonna stop is he? Well shit. "See? It's actually fun seeing you like this. It's kinda hot." Johnson flirted, his hot breath on my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Besides," Johnson whispered, starting to kiss down my neck. "You. Know. You. Like. It." he said between kisses. I would be lying if I said I didn't like it, but after me refusing to let him in, I don't wanna see what he's gonna do. His lips trailed down my jawline, my neck, and my collarbone, until he reached the spot and inch or so below my neck, right above my chest. As if I wasn't in control of my own body, I pointed my chin to the roof of the car to give Johnson more access. I felt him smirk, his lips brushing my skin. he planted several kisses on and around that space. I curled my toes and bit my lip harder.

*WARNING: DIRTY*
don't say I didn't warn you!!

Johnson moved back up slowly to the strap of my tank top, and pulled it off with his teeth. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time I didn't. My mind isn't as sharp as it usually is when I'm around Johnson. "Black lace? Nice." Johnson commented, and I looked down to realize that once my tank top strap had been pulled down, you could see the whole left side of my chest, covered by my bra of course, which is what Johnson had commented on. I quickly reached down to pull my shirt back up, but Johnson pinned my arms to my sides. "Trust me babe, I'm gonna be seeing a lot more than that, very soon. Trust me." he said smirking. I blushed, but the blush quickly subsided when Johnson pulled down my bra strap.

"What are you doing?" I asked nervously. "Just relax." Johnson assured me, and as much as I wanted to protest, I couldn't. I just let Johnson pull down my bra strap and run his fingers along my skin. I inhaled sharply and he stroked my breastbone, only visible to me and him. He unclipped my seatbelt, and pulled me out of my seat, sitting right where I had been sitting and pulled me onto his lap. "It'll look less suspicious this way." he promised.

"Sammy, Aaliyah needs a sblanket, she's kinda cold." Johnson yelled to the front. "Sure thing, man." Sammy reached down to Bree's feet, pulling a blanket out from under them and tossing it back, while driving and bobbing his head to the music. Damn, this dude can multitask.

Skate handed Johnson the blanket and winked at Johnson. I saw though, and blushed. Johnson pulled the blanket over us and spread my legs so I was straddling him. "Lean on my chest." he ordered. I obeyed for some reason, putting my head in the crook of his neck. I could feel him smirk at my obedience as he pulled his hands under the blanket.

He inched my top down do it rested on my hips, which I let him do. Jesus Christ, what is this boy doing to me? my breath hitched when he unclasped my bra. "Calm down, Aaliyah. everything's fine." Johnson promised. How is it possible for a guy to be sosweet and so perverted at the same time? I'll never know.

I pulled out of my thoughts to see him staring at my DD chest in awe. I felt really self conscious so I pulled my arms over to conceal my chest, but Johnson grabbed my arms before I could succeed. "Don't even think about it." Johnson ordered, and he wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands massaged my chest and I bite my lip, tangling my hands in his hair.

Once we turned on Bree's street, I managed to pull away from Johnson, pulling my bra and tank top back on. "We're almost at Bree's." I explained when I saw Jack's expression when I stopped being obedient (such an asshole). His expression changed, and he smirked. "We'll finish this later then." he promised, biting his lip. I blushed, sliding off his lap and sitting next to him, pushing the blanket on the floor and I went.

I fixed my hair as we pulled up in front of Bree's. "We're hereeeee!" Bree sing-songed. We all laughed. "Let's just get inside." Sammy said, chuckling as he got out of the car and went to open Bree's door, and letting her lead him to her front door. Gilinsky and Skate followed, talking about more stupid stuff, leaving, the doors open for me and Johnson.

I started to climb over the seats when Johnson smacked my ass. I squealed and fell over the seat. Johnson started cracking up. I glared at him. "You asshole!" I exclaimed, smacking his arm. Johnson chuckled. "Let's just go inside." I grumbled, climbing out of the car, slamming the door closed and storming up the stairs. But, as usual for when I'm around Jack Johnson, I was smiling. As pissed as I was.

Holy shit what did I just write?!  that felt sooooo awkward to write but here's Chapter 3. sorry that took a weird turn I was listening to rap while writing this so most of it doesn't really match up to the song but oh well. Chapter 4 coming sometime next week hopefully.

Love you all!!!
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