Stella Carter was somewhat the Hannah Montana of the Outerbanks, she had the best of both worlds. Although, without the good relationships with the Kooks.
When the Summer she was promised to have a good time the whole time, became a task to survive...
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➶。˚✩ VIRGO... ! ˎˊ˗ C H A P T E R F I V E, A C T T W O 🌊🏄🏻♀️🗺💋━ i'm sorry, tellie
𝓣HE next morning, Stella awoke between JJ's arms, their bodies pushed against one another as he wore nothing but shorts and she was only dressed in an oversized shirt. She pulled her head away from his chest, placing her hands against them and pulling herself up as she furrowed her brows, her forehead creasing.
Pulling herself up, she removed herself gently from his grip and turned to her alarm clock as she narrowed her eyes to make out it was six in the morning. Stella rubbed her eyes, standing up and looking down to see her cuts covered in SpongeBob plasters as her left brow raised.
Stella drew her bottom lip between her teeth before turning to JJ with a smile, shaking her head and picking up her phone. Just as if on queue, a message popped up on her screen whilst she narrowed her eyes towards it.
Stella yawned before responding with a: 'okay', putting her phone on the side and taking a hoodie from her draws until she silently made her way downstairs. The girl was walking into the kitchen until she heard quiet cries, her forehead creasing as she tracked them towards her dads office.
The teenage girl entered without a knock, frowning herself when she caught sight of Marco crying into his hands. "Dad..." She whispered, walking in and shutting the door behind her, "What happened?" She asked and wrapped her arms around him.
Marco wiped his tears immediately and inhaled a deep breath through his nose, "Don't worry about me, Stell," He sighed, looking to his daughter and putting his hands on each side of her cheeks.
"Well you've worried for me my whole life so why can't I reciprocate it?" She furrowed her brows.
He let loose of an amused breath, "Ward's invited us to lunch today, but you don't have to go if you don't want," He whispered, rising to his feet as Stella let go of her embrace.
Stella didn't want to, even Marco knew she didn't want to. But seeing her father in such a state made her feel inclined to, especially the thought of the boy arriving to the Cameron's on her own. "No, no, I'll come - I want to spend more time with you anyway," She sighed as Marco smiled, patting the girls head as she pushed him away with a laugh.
"Come on, you want some pancakes?" He asked, leading her towards the kitchen as she followed with a nod. "And how come JJ stayed in your room last night when I recall telling him to sleep on the sofa," He added, his voice natural but with the same thought of his daughter's face dropping in surprise he'd found out.
