Chapter 4 part 7: God, im in love.

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Just kidding, they have a bit more time left until the very end.




"Yes, it'll work."




THERES SMUT.

THERE. IS SMUT, you have been warned:




JJ DREW MAYBANK:

'I hate many people, as well as many things but most of all, my father.

Luke Maybank. Seems to find a way to always ruin everything good that's happened in my life.'

I write down, Kiara had bought me a journal and honestly it's helped me more than I'll ever admit. I've always found it difficult to say what I mean. The fact that I can say what I want and know no one is ever seeing it, makes it easier.

Kie's music starts playing softly in the background and because of how many times I've heard it due to her, I hum along while writing, it's a good song not gonna lie, "I wanna love youuu," Kie sings along with Bob Marley while she's setting the bag of food down and I smile in amusement.

She turns her head and finds my eyes already on her, smiling while singing along with the song.

She comes over to me and hugs me from behind, her arms go around my neck and her head spins around then kisses me on the cheek. She looks down and sees what I'm doing before shutting her eyes and moving her head away.

She has this beautiful way of giving me my privacy. I love it. I love her. Sometimes I sit out on my porch and wonder how someone can be so perfect.

"I brought some food." she says, her hand pointing at the bag.

She brought Chinese food, my favorite.

God I love this woman.

As we sat to eat our lunch we talked about heading to John B's house right when finished eating. There Cleo, Pope and Sarah.

1:05 Pm

We then head to Kiara's dad truck he let us borrow and head out.

We drove up to John B's house and Kiara got out of the car, Sarah ran and they hugged like an old wrinkly couple seeing each other after a decade— if Kiara wasn't with me, I'd think they were married.

Pope walked out of the house and up to me, "Yo what's up! Want one?" He asked picking up a beer, damn these fuckers drink early. Fuck it.

"Hand me one please Pope darling," I sarcastically plea, making him smile and toss me the drink

"Dumbass! It almost fell." I said making Pope tap his chest hurt and look down looking sorry sarcastically "I'm sorry, please forgive me my baby JJ, oh please." He begged, making Cleo and John B laugh

"Shut the fuck up," I said laughing as I grabbed the beer opener, tossing the cap into the air and took a sip

"Heyyy.." Kiara said smiling up to her eyes hugging Cleo from behind  "hey girl! How have you been" she asked smiling back at Kiara, the question broke her smile a bit

"I'm doing good." She cut the question and smiles, assuring them everything was good. Cleo and the rest of the girls walk away, into the house.

"Dude Cleo would definitely beat your ass if you got her mad," John B said making me chuckle while Pope shook his head lightly and laughed along

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