|| I'm using my name for the story bc I don't really like the word y/n so just picture the name and nicknames as yours :) ||
"Oi motherfuckers"
Erin,orla and Clare turn around
"Mutherfucker, it's my new thing, motherfucker this motherfucker that.. oh and this is my cousin James"
"Hello everyone"
"Why does he sound like that"
"He's British orla.. now where's Ayani"
"Who's Ayani"
"Just my best friend, you be careful around her tho James"
"Uhh why?"
"She's got a thing for British people"
"Is that supposed to be a bad thing?"
"Yes because your a fuckin prick"
"Rude much"
"WASSUP CUNTS"
James pov:
" is that supposed to be a bad thing?"
"Yes because your a fuckin prick"
I'm taken back by Michelle's words but yet I wonder who this Ayani girl is
"Rude much"
"WASSUP CUNTS"
I heard the strongest Scottish accent I've ever heard, I turn around and there's a girl walking up the hill with half black and half dark red hair
She must be Ayani
"AY AYANI"
"My ma gave me six quid to spend at the wee shop"
"Yan yan please sponsor me"
"Not again Clare I've already given ya three quid, I could've spent that on pick a mix"
"But it's helpin kamal"
"No offense Clare but I don't give two fucks about kamal"
I see why her and Michelle are friends
"Ay who's is the fella"
"He's mine, it's me stupid cousin from England"
"So he's British?"
"Here we go"
Erin steps back knowing damn well that ayani is gonna try and hit on James
"Wait he's actually kinda cute"
"Of course you'd say that, ok you can just have em, James go with ayani"
"Oh uhh sure"
"Damn that accents hot"
"Ayanamina will you shut up about him for 2 seconds"
"Here's two quid, go get ya self a pick a mix"
"Cheers ayani"
"No problem michelle"
"Ur cute"
"Uhh thanks"
"Your comin with me"
Ayanamina pov:
This British boy doesn't actually seem that bad
I don't understand why everyone hates British people but oh well
" so uhh what's your name.."
James pov:
I ask her for her name as she drags me down the hill
"The names ayanamina but you can call me ayani, Clare calls me yan yan and orla calls me ani, you can call me whatever ya want to be honest I wouldn't give a flyin Fuck"
"Ok."
"And your James yes?"
"Mhm, wont you get told off for wearing those platform boots"
"Nahh, sister Micheal loves me, I'm the only one in the school who's actually got her shit together"
"Ok.."
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James McGuire x reader || derry girls ||
FanfictionIt won't be much like the show since i haven't seen it in a while but I will try to remember as much as possible I also don't see a lot of James x reader so I'm making one for the sake of me and me only but if ya wanna read it be my guest
