Juliette Thornton. A rich spoiled girl from Figure Eight who's never had to fight for something in her life.
JJ Maybank. A lowlife from the cut who's barely scraping by.
What happens when world's collide?
jj maybank x oc
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JJ and I had spent the night together in bed. Not in a romantic way, since majority of it was letting him cry in my arms.
I guess it had just become our normal assignments whenever everyone spent the night at John B's.
Although he tried to turn it into something romantic, I shut him down and told him it was best if we did this when he was sober.
We say that pretty much anytime we're about to hookup, since 90% of the time one of us isn't sober. And even though we say we'll get to it some other time, we never do.
My eyes flutter open to another pair of eyes staring back at me.
"Morning, Jay." I whisper with a giggle, slightly startled.
"I- I wasn't staring, I just woke up too-" He rambles, his face turning red at the fact he got caught.
"Not the first time you've been caught staring at me." I tease with a smirk, sitting up in the bed to stretch out my arms.
"Shut up." The boy grumbles, sitting up as well to ruffle his hair.
I grab my phone from the nightstand besides me where I had left it to charge, and see one singular text from Sarah.
'don't forget :)'
It took me awhile for my memory to jog, before gasping and turning to JJ.
"Kook party tonight. You wanna come?"
"Am I allowed?"
"As if that'd stop you anyways." I scoff.
He chuckles a bit before silence devours us.
"Hey, Julie?" JJ says quietly, his sudden mood change causing me to put my phone down.
"Yeah?" I glance over, my eyes meeting with his.
"I'm sorry. About yesterday."
"You don't have to apologize, Jay, I know." I crawl over to him on the bed, sitting in between his legs as I look up at him.
"No, no. It was stupid and I-" His voice began to raise, panic arising in his eyes.
"Hey, hey." I place a hand on his cheek in attempts to soothe him.
"You shouldn't be worrying about anything except what you're gonna wear to the party tonight, 'kay?" I say with a giggle.
A small smile tugs at his lips, but he sorta seemed out of it.
"I'm gonna go ask the others if they wanna go." I whisper, getting up and heading to the living room.
Kie, Pope, and John B were all crowded around the coffee table, talking about a way to get the gold out of the well.
"Hey, guys." I say with a smile, sitting besides Pope on the couch.
They all turn their heads to look at me, but instead of looking at my face, they were looking at my body that was covered in JJ's clothes.
