𝙎𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙏𝙀 || jj maybank

six.

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JOHN B HAD COME AND PICKED UP THE TRIO AT HEYWARD'S AND BROUGHT THEM TO THE WRECK. Pope had been sent to go in and get Kiara, who had apparently went to work after their lighthouse adventure.

"She says she's not comin'." Pope yelled to the teens in the van after walking out the side door of the restaurant.

"Why not?" JJ spoke from the passenger seat. "What'd you do to her, John B?" The blond turned over to the boy behind the wheel with an accusing look on his face.

The brunet cursed under his breath, making Liv pop her head in-between the front seats. "Hold on. I'll deal with it." John B said, opening the door and heading towards the restaurant. Liv's gaze followed him until he disappeared, and then landed on JJ's face. He was already looking at her, his confusion evident, and her smile grew wide.

"They definitely kissed." She said, raising her brows.

"What?" Pope's voice raised an octave as he climbed into the back of the van.

Liv sat back, crossing her arms and shrugging. "I can just tell, you know?" She sent a smile to JJ, whose eyes were huge as he stared at her. Pope shook his head, placing his hand over his mouth.

"You don't think..." JJ mouthed to the girl, wondering if Kiara or anyone else could tell they had kissed— more than once. Liv shook her head with a smirk, almost positive they were in the clear. He let out a quiet sigh of relief and slumped back into his seat.

After a few minutes, John B and Kiara walked out of The Wreck, the boy motioning for JJ to get out of the front seat. He groaned but opened the door anyways, holding it open and gesturing sarcastically for the girl to get in. The blond moved to the back, sitting next to Pope and across from Liv.

None of the Pogues had any idea where they were going, except for John B, so as they drove into the night they were starting to get a bit suspicious.

"You mind if I just relax on this one?" JJ asked, a joint between his fingers. "It's been a long day, and a lot of weird stuff's gone down. I'm just gonna lay low." The blond switched his attention to Pope, holding out the joint. "Hey— oh, did you want a hit of this?"

"I said keep the signal clear." The boy responded, holding a hand up to stop JJ's hand.

JJ rolled his eyes. "Dude, okay. Do you understand that your problem is that you don't get creative? If you got creative, then—"

"Look, I— I know I was wrong about the lighthouse, all right?" John B interrupted JJ's rant, turning back to glance at the teens in the back. "And, and pretty much wrong about everything else going on. But I— I was right about one thing. Okay? My dad is trying to tell me something."

The crew was silent after that, letting the rest of the ride go by without a word spoken. Although, Liv had reached out to grab the joint from JJ and winked at him in the process, causing the boy to stare at her with his mouth open in shock. It was undeniable that something had switched in him since their interaction in the bathroom, and their smoking session just hours before.