stuck - ksimon ff

stuck - 14

Simon Minter.

JJ and I sneaked out of the place we were hanging out at with the other the boys without getting caught.
As we all drove here in Josh and Tobi's car, we had no car to ourselves.

I had to practically beg JJ to get on a bus instead of walking. After some long begging, he agreed to get on the bus with me.

We sat at the back of the bus. We were the almost only ones in the back, some old ladies making the exception.

"I can't believe you made me give in to take this peasantry of a ride.", JJ scoffed as he looked at me.
"Shut up. You and I used to always take the bus to go somewhere after school. It's not like you always drove a fucking car, you wanker.", I replied back.

"Yeah, but those were my peasant days. Now I'm rolling in the P's, mate.", I giggled at JJ's words.
"Right, okay. Where are we off to, anyway?", I asked JJ.

"You'll see.", He replied faintly as he tapped my nose.
"Fuck's sake.", I curse under my breath.

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"Our stop, here!", JJ yelled as he saw the bus stop. He dragged me out of the seat I was slumped in.
"Jesus fuck, JJ. Could've calmly told me to get up.", I rolled my eyes at him.

"I did? I just dragged you out of your seat. Hey- don't roll your eyes at me.", He pushed me playfully, running off into the field he brought us to.

"Fam, I'm not joining you. Look how muddy it's become. It was raining a little ago, you donut.", I crossed my arms, trying to look tough.

He looked at me with this smug smile.
He started approaching me. I knew what was to come.

"JJ- No.", I say in response as he runs up to me.
Before I could turn, his strong arms wrapped around me. Usually, I wouldn't mind his touch. But he was covered in mud, making me muddy too.

"Now it doesn't matter. Join me, you cunt.", JJ giggled as he extended an arm.
"Ah, I love friends.", I sarcastically say, making him frown just a little.
"That's why we're best friends, not friends!", JJ replied as he pulled me into the muddy field.

"Wanna play ball?", JJ asked me, setting on a very terrible American accent.
"Nah.", I respond, trying to be boring.

"Right, tag it is then.", He yells as he touches me and runs.
"Fuck me- JJ, I didn't agree!", I yell back, causing him to shoot into laughter.
"Don't care, mate. Chase me!", He shouts, almost inaudible due to how far away he was.

I wasn't gonna let him win my game. Not on my watch.
I ran, quickly catching up to him.

He picks up his pace, trying to out-run me. Not happening today.
I quickly outran him, tagging him.

"Nah, this isn't fair!", He yells, out of breath.
"Don't care, mate. Chase me!", I copy his words, making mocking faces at him.
He laughs in response, quickening up his pace.

I couldn't properly breathe. He'd been It for about 15 minutes now. I'm way faster than him, which annoyed him pretty badly.

"Oi, Minter! Let me fucking tag you!", He yells.
I shrugged, resting my hands on my knees, catching my breath.

He took this chance to run up on me, pushing me down on the muddy field.
"How do we turn every Tag Game into us laying down on the floor?", I ask as JJ giggled.
"Don't even know, but I don't mind it.", He winked as he laid down on top of me.