𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚜/𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗

𝚜𝚒𝚡

'THERE'S NO WAY I'M LETTING YOU GO BACK THERE' my scream sounds, while I'm marching toward my friend JJ who was in front of me, trying to escape through the wooded field. Trying to dismiss my advice. "JJ" I yell as I leap towards him and wrap my fingers around his wrist, causing him to turn around and finally face me, his beautiful eyes filled with humiliation.
'please' I whisper, letting him know I'm there for him through my sympathised eyes. He looks to the floor, my hand still firmly wrapped around his wrist. I felt the presence of the rest of my friends behind me, but in that moment it was just myself and JJ. No one else mattered.

letting go of his wrist, he limps closer to me and buries his head into my neck, wraps his arms around my body and collapses into our hug. 'it's ok. it's ok' I soothe him and grasp him tightly, never wanting to release him from my hold. 'you're ok' I tell him softly, wishing I could take all of his pain away.

I place both of my hands on his flushed cheeks and hold his pretty face up in front of me, wiping the tears away with my thumbs. 'you're coming with me.'

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'Shit please don't fall. I swear to god don't fall on me' I screech, my hands above my head in preparation for JJ to fall on top of me and kill me. Oh yeah, if you're wondering, he's climbing up the side of my house trying to break into my room through my window. Standard procedure for a Pogue.

'Nearly there' he struggles to say as he rock climbs up the brick wall of my house. He had me pacing up and down my driveway about to crap myself.
'MADE IT' my friend over- confidently cheers, looking down at me from my bedroom balcony. 'You look better from far away' he mocks me
'Bitch at least I don't have trumps weave' My middle finger magically appears from the pocket of my shorts and points towards JJ.
'I'll be up in a second' I inform my friend, before making my way towards the front of my house and strolling through the door.

'Blair?' I hear my name being called from the tv room. I was hoping everyone would be asleep.
I make my way towards the faint voice.
'That's me hello' I greet my mother and father who are sitting on the couch, wrapped in each other's arm with a cheeky glass of wine in their hands.
'Where've you been honey?' mum asks, while pausing the show that was playing on the tv.
'Just out, I was with Sarah' I inform her, before giving them both a kiss goodnight and heading up to my den.

As soon as I enter my bedroom, I'm quick to lock the door. If my family, especially Jake, finds out I'm sheltering a Pogue in OUR house, they'd be planning my funeral. And JJ's.

The blonde boy lies snug on my double bed, enveloped by the velvety bedsheets. 'Comfy?' I giggle, over the moon by the delighted look he had on his face. Knowing that he's safe makes every ounce of worry leave my body. 'Very' he murmurs, evidently about to fall into a deep sleep.

I flop into bed, resting my head on my pillow ensuring my body is facing him. 'Thank you, Blair' he gently muffles, his luminous blue eyes sending me off into yet another daze. 'Anything for my best friend' I smile, receiving an even brighter one from him.

With that being said, he crawls out of my bed, nabs a blanket and a pillow and situates it down onto my bedroom floor.
'what are you doing?'
'sleeping on the floor, I didn't wan-'
'don't be stupid. get back in' I insist, opening up the duvet for him, before he hops back in, warming my whole body.

'night pogue' I whisper

'goodnight, kook'