JJ x y/n (enemies to lovers kind of )

Chapter one - kegger

'y/n get up,' John B shook me, 'fuck off,' I mumbled into my pillow. He sighed before pulling the duvet off me and running out of my room, 'John B you dick!' I shouted after him. He laughed as I chased him around the house. 'John B, give me my fucking duvet back!' I yelled at him as he ran toward the dock, 'John B I swear to god if you actually,' he dropped my duvet into the marsh, 'YOU FUCKTARD,' I screamed, running barefooted down the dock, 'I fucking hate you,' i scowled as I leant down to pick my sopping duvet out the marsh. I slapped him and walked back towards the house. I hung my duvet on the tree branch and stomped inside to get changed. I grabbed a bikini, one of John B's shirts and a pair of shorts and got dressed before walking out into the living room. JJ was sat on the sofa, so I changed direction into the kitchen and made myself some breakfast, 'y/n, grab me a beer would you?' JJ asked, so I reluctantly got him one, 'it's all your good for anyway,' that pissed me off, so I chucked the beer out the window, 'fetch, bitch,' I smirked at him. He scowled at me, before standing up and wondering into the kitchen to get another beer. John B saw him, 'JJ!' He put an arm around his shoulders, 'how are you?' JJ opened the beer and took a swig, 'not good, that bitch over there just threw a perfectly good can of beer out the window,' he pointed at me and John B turned to look at me, 'what? He pissed me off,' I justified, crossing my arms and sitting down on the sofa. John B laughed, 'only you, y/n,' I smiled at him, 'yeah it's because she's got nothing in her head but shit, that's why,' JJ added, taking another swig from his beer. I stood and grabbed it from his hand, before pouring it down his front, 'whoops,' I shrugged tossing the can at him, 'you absolute shit-head, what's your problem,' JJ shouted, standing up and trying to shake the beer off, 'you drink too much anyway,' I said, grabbing myself a beer. JJ scowled at me and took his shirt off. For some reason, I felt my stomach tighten. What the hell? I thought. I shook off the feeling, 'Y/l/n, you're staring,' JJ stated smugly, 'you wish, Maybank. Go talk to one of your flings, they'll stare at you,' I took a swig of my beer and flipped him off, walking to my room. After about 20 minutes I heard the door open, 'hey Pope!' John B greeted, 'hey,' Pope replied. I went to say hi to Pope, 'morning Pope,' I nodded at him, 'morning y/n,' he nodded back. We sat down. After about an hour, Kie and Sarah arrived, 'morning boys,' Kie said, carrying a cool box. 'Hey guys,' Sarah followed behind her. John B smiled as Sarah walked in. She came straight over and sat on his lap, kissing him passionately and playing with his hair. Kie rolled her eyes, 'get a room, seriously,' she plonked herself down next to me. After a few hours and a trip on the HMS Pogue we had returned and were sitting quietly, 'anyone up for a kegger?' JJ asked, breaking the silence, 'sure,' everyone agreed. We got packed into the Twinkie and drove to the boneyard. The sun was just setting as we set the keg up. We took out our phones and messaged a few people, letting the word spread like wildfire. Our keggers were legendary, anyone who wanted a good time showed up. But there's something you've got to know. To understand Outerbanks, you've got to understand the hierarchy of the boneyard. It's kind of like a three layer burrito. There's us and our friends, the working class derelicts from the cut. Then there are the kooks, the rich second homers. They're mostly from pouncey-ass boarding schools, just rich transfusion posers. Our natural born enemies. And finally there are the tourons. Totally clueless, here for a week on vacation with their families. In other words, chum for the sharks. 'Chug it, chug it!' A girl shouted at JJ, giggling as he downed his beer. I rolled my eyes and nudged Sarah, 'doesn't it just piss you off how, like, every girl is drawn to JJ like moths to a flame?' I asked Sarah. She shook her head, 'he's hot, that's all,' I rolled my eyes, 'no denying that,' I muttered. Sarah's head snapped towards me, 'did you just call JJ Maybank hot?' She gasped. I realised what I'd said, 'no, no I did not,' I shushed her. She laughed, 'no way,' she giggled. I looked over at JJ to check he hadn't heard us, but was instead met by the sight of him making out with the giggling girl from earlier. I felt my stomach churn. Jealousy? I couldn't believe it. Sarah saw me staring, 'hey, y/n, wanna grab another beer?' She asked, 'yeah, one sec,' I said, standing up and walking towards them, 'omg! I can't believe it. Again?,' I shouted at JJ. His eyes went wide with confusion, 'are you serious? Cheating again. I knew I should've dumped you!' I slapped him across the face then turned to the girl, 'have him, just know he's a cheater and a liar, oh, and he sucks in bed. He's literally awful, like worse than a virgin, honestly. You're doing me a favour,' I turned and walked away, smirking to myself. I turned around to look and, sure enough, the girl was staring at JJ, disgusted. I laughed to myself. She walked off and JJ glared at me. I grabbed another beer and waited by the keg. JJ walked up to me, 'seriously, y/n. Massive cockblock. Not cool,' I laughed, 'come on, Maybank, they'll be plenty other chances. They're drawn to you like moths to a flame,' I said. JJ cocked his head at me, 'is somebody jealous?' he asked. I rolled my eyes, denying it, 'don't flatter yourself, Maybank,' I said walking off. After a couple more beers, I was shit-faced. Properly drunk. I couldn't walk straight. That's when I saw him. A super hot guy standing alone. He was a touron, I'd never seen him before. But the alcohol drove me towards him, and before I knew it it was leaning towards him, 'hi,' I whispered seductively. He looked at me, 'hi,' he replied. I wasn't thinking straight and pulled him in towards me, kissing him. He was startled at first, but he placed his beer down and kissed me back. My hands tangled in his hair and he placed a hand in the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. I didn't see JJ approaching us, 'oh my god there you are! I was looking everywhere for you!' He said. I turned to him, confused, 'babe, who's this?' He asked, 'omg are you cheating again? I knew it! I never should've trusted you!' I scowled at him, knowing he was getting me back for earlier. The guy I'd been kissing looked between us before slowly backing away. JJ leant in towards me and I could smell the weed on his breath. He whispered in my ear, 'karmas a bitch, right?' I smacked him away, 'JJ! That guy was super cute, and we were getting somewhere,' I sulked, he laughed, 'oh and your welcome, that guy you were kissing, he's over there grinding on some girl,' he pointed and I looked. He was right, the dude I was kissing a few seconds ago was grinding on another girl. JJ smirked at me. I pushed past him towards Kie. She was talking to someone. I sat down next to her and spent the rest of the night chatting to random tourons and Kie. It was fun.

When the sun began to rise again, and everyone had left, we climbed into the Twinkie and drove home. Everyone stayed over, apart from Pope, who went home. JJ and I were the last ones awake, 'wait, where are you gonna sleep?' I whispered, taking a swig from the beer we were sharing. He pointed to my room, 'that's my room!' I gasped, 'too bad, we're not sharing.' I agreed with that, 'fine, I'll sleep on the floor,' i sighed. JJ rolled a blunt and I took a drag, passing it back to him. After we finished the blunt and got the duvet from outside, we headed to bed. I lay down on the floor and tried to get to sleep. After 10 minutes I was shivering. It was freezing, 'oh my god y/n just get in here,' I sat up, confused, ' I can't take your shivering,' he continued, lifting up the duvet so I could climb in. I lay next to him, he smelt of sea salt, weed and cheap cologne. I fell asleep easily.