admire - jiara love story - obx fanfic

11. lose myself

kiara pov:

"kiara, i'm telling you, wear the pink one" sarah says. "i just don't think i suit pink" i say. "everyone suits pink" she says. "i don't know... i kinda think the green one" cleo says. "exactly" i say. sarah sighs as she stands up and walks over to the door. "guys!!" she shouts. "what?!" jj shouts from downstairs. "pink or green!?" sarah shouts. "who for!?" john b shouts. "kie!" sarah shouts. "green!" all three of them shout from downstairs. sarah sighs. "you're very outnumbered" i say. she hands me the green dress. cleo and sarah are already in their outfits. cleo is a blue top and a black skirt with a black denim jacket, sarah in a short purple dress, and im about to put this shirt green dress on. cleo has her hair in a high ponytail, sarah's is down and curled and mine is straight.

we do our makeup, and we're finally finished, 10 minutes before the party. we go downstairs and see our boyfriends. i walk over to jj. "you look hot" he says, putting his arm around me. i kiss him for a few seconds before we turn to the others. "oh my god do you know what i just realised?" sarah says. we all look at her. "if you two get married" she says, pointing at me and jj. "then me and kiara will be sisters in law!" she says, smiling. "if you two get married that makes jj and john be brothers in law" i say, pointing at john b and sarah. they start talking amongst themselves. "we're getting married" jj says, turning to me. i laugh. "you know, you and john b are only brothers in law if he marries sarah?" i say. "well, i still wanna marry you" he says. "do you?" i say. "why would i not?" he says. "you sure you won't get sick of me?" i joke. "never" he says, putting his forehead against mine, i smile as he kisses me.

an hour later

the party has been going on an hour now, there's quite a few people here. it's going well so far. "you're quite the party planner kie" pope says. "yeah..." i say. "there's so many people here" sarah says. "word must have spread" i say. jj comes over and puts his arm around my waist. "you okay?" i say. "yeah" he says. "still can't believe i have three siblings that i didn't know about" he says. "you should've known, you all deserved to know" i say, putting my hand on his back. i look at his and brush a few crumbs off his jacket. "you look good" i say. he smirks. "hello? lovebirds?"cleo snaps her fingers. we both look at her. "what time is the party ending?" pope says. "12" i say. "but you guys can all stay" i said. "okay" they all agree. after a few minutes, me and sarah go for a walk around the house, checking everything's okay. we go over to the drinks and grab another one each. neither of us are planning on getting drunk after the other day, we were so hungover the day after. "i still can't believe you and jj are siblings" i say, leaning against the counter. "i know, it's absolutely insane" sarah says. "do you think he's sad, or pissed about it?" she says. i shake my head. "i think he's still processing, but he's okay. he's more mad about being related to rafe than you. you and him already acted like siblings anyways so nothing's really changed" i say. "yeah, rafe was quite mad when i told him" she says. "i told jj about what happened, with rafe" i say. she looks at me. "you did?" she says. i nod. "what did he say?" she says, "he just apologised" i say. "he already hates rafe though, so now it's just gonna be bad. i'm hoping he doesn't come across him, because i'm scared of what he'll do. he doesn't understand how dangerous rafe can be" i say. "i know" she says. we go through the house, next to the back door when we bump into someone. "sorry"- i say but i stop when i see who it is. i get flashbacks. of him forcing himself on me. of him touching me. of me trying to push him away. "what are you doing here?" sarah says. "it's a party?" rafe says. i look down. i can't look at him. "hey kie" he says. i stay looking down. "i'm talking to you" he says, lifting my chin up with his fingers. i push his hand off of me. "i actually need to talk to you two" he says. "well, i don't want to talk to you" i say, going to turn away. he grabs my wrist. "get off of me rafe" i say. "i just need to talk to you. 5 minutes is all i need" he says, grabbing sarah's wrist with his other hand. "rafe let go!" sarah says, trying to pull away. he drags out of the house and onto the deck, where the other pogues are. "rafe!" i shout, trying to get him to let go of me and sarah, but his grip tightens.