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I looked up to see JJ pulling me away from the touron, Karson.
"Are you serious dude!" I yelled, trying to rip out of his grip. "Her mother called, it's an emergency," JJ shouted at Karson while he looked as furious as me.
I threw a big tantrum as he pulled me away as if he was my father.
"JJ. Why," I whined out as he gave me a disappointed look. "You just met the guy. You were already making out with him." He explained furiously as he kept dragging my arm with him.
"You also do it. You go way further." I chuckled furiously, referring to the hookups he meets the day of.
"But that's different." JJ spat as we sat on the log farthest away from Karson.
"How is that different and why do you fucking care JJ," I shouted annoyed since he snatched me away from a very handsome man.
"JJ, how come you get to hook up with all these girls but I can't have f-"
"I don't want the situation with you and Andrew to happen again. Got it?" He shouted as he roughly grabbed my shoulder to stop my sentence.
"Oh...Uh. I'm sorry." I stammered humiliated by my childish act. "I'm delighted you care so much about me, JJ," I mumbled as I sent him a gracious smile.
"It's my job princess." He chuckled as he pulled me in for a hug. I hugged him back tightly as his hands hugged my waist.
"I'm sorry that I yelled at you," I whispered as I shut my eyes and relaxed at the feeling.
"Don't worry about it, love."
After a few seconds of comfortable silence besides hearing teenagers around the beach having fun and running around.
We pulled away and examined the chaotic scene happening around the beach.
"Hey JJ," I spoke up as I looked up at him. "Yes?" He asked. "You don't get scared of having a gun," I asked since having guns is a big responsibility to have.
