complicated • jj maybank

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//Arabella's face claim/ fan cast has changed from Sophia Birlem to Suki Waterhouse!!

After the long process of Sarah getting me ready for this party, her phone rang and Topper announced that he was outside, ready to take us to the beach. I had no idea who was going to be there or whatever else I should probably know before throwing myself into the deep end but as the car comes to a stop I realise it's past that point. I hesitate before getting out of the car and following behind Sarah and Topper.

I look around noticing the mix of people in the crowds. Kooks and pogues both occupy the sand, not a single hand without a red solo cup. These types of parties were the only times both sides of the island could be around each other and remain civil, well for the most part. The three of us make our way to the makeshift bar and fill our cups with our alcohol preferences. I bring the cup to my lips and gulp down most of it, welcoming the familiar burn of the smooth liquor on my tongue. Topper breaks off from the group and joins Kelce, Rafe and some of the other guys in a group by the bonfire.

Me and Sarah make our rounds, making conversation with a few people before meeting up with the guys at the table hosting all of the alcohol again. I glance over at Rafe, a rolled up hundred dollar bill in one hand and a credit card in the other. "Does your daddy buy his boats with that credit card?" I speak, as he spots me.

"Always a pleasure to see you too, Parker." He smirks, offering me the bill and the card, which I immediately decline with my clear expression of disgust. "What's with the judgement Bells? We all let loose in our own little ways."

I roll my eyes, proceeding to fill up my cup with whatever bottle is closest to me before turning back to the older Cameron sibling. "You're insufferable Rafe, have I ever told you that?" I grin, finishing my drink and leaving my cup on the table.

"Many, many times." His face plastered with a grin equally as wide as mine, wrapping an arm over my shoulder and pulling me into his side. "It's a good thing you're my sisters best friend and you have to suffer being around me all the time." I scoff, preventing a laugh.

I'd be straight up lying to you if I said I wasn't attracted to my best friends older brother. I mean can you really blame me? He's undeniably attractive and in all honesty his dick-ish personality was somewhat enticing, in the most peculiar way. In all honesty I could see something with Rafe, but nothing has ever come between us. It's just flirty banter and sexual tension that we both seem to ignore, not wanting to make it awkward for S.

As the night continues, Sarah drags me into a series of beer pong and stupid party games like truth or dare. It was obviously childish but that's just how we partied in the obx. After the countless drinking games and Topper challenging me to a drink-off after a debate on who could handle their alcohol better, I won obviously, I couldn't deny the fact that my head was spinning and everything started to feel lighter. I could drink for both me and Sarah, don't get me wrong, but right now I was definitely feeling it.

I stood from my place next to Rafe and stumbled across the sand, my solo cup in hand. I walked towards the quieter side of the beach, looking out to the sea. I continue stumbling along, taking in the beauty of the ocean. Something about it was so unreal to me. There was so much of it that was completely unknown which, to some, may seem terrifying. But despite fearing the unknown, the sea mainly brought me comfort. The waves, the beautiful creatures that inhabited it and the many days I had spent out at sea surfing with the pogues.

All of a sudden, my clumsy pursuit was interrupted as I bumped directly into a hard surface. I look up, regretting every action that had led me to this moment almost instantly. Looking back at me are my favourite pair of beautiful blue eyes, bloodshot and wide, as if I had completely caught him off guard. JJ. Not only had I just bumped into the same boy I'd already had two negative encounters with today, but the cup in my hand that was previously filled with tequila, was now completely empty. And JJ's shirt was now drenched in the substance. And in that moment, I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. Could today get any worse?

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this is a double update so read the next chapter