Forbidden Love -JJ Maybank x y/n Cameron

Chapter 42

Y/n's POV:

Topper and I have been dating for two weeks now. I would say I couldn't be happier, but that would be a lie. It's weird now that JJ knows about my ed. He's always asking if I want some of his food and I always come up with some pathetic excuse. Most of the time I tell him that I just put a fresh piece of gum in my mouth, but he's eventually gonna catch onto that one. I do always have gum though. Dr Miller told me it'll help me get back into eating.

I have had small amounts of food otherwise I'd be dead, but I ate it out of guilt. Like I felt guilty for not eating. But I also feel guilty when I do eat. It makes no sense!

Any who what when where why how, I just got to school and I already wanna go home. The only thing that's gonna get me through is that it's almost my birthday. What's amazing about my birthday this year is that I have a boyfriend for my birthday and I get to share my birthday with my best friend. I honestly couldn't ask for more.

I get to my locker and see a note taped to the door.

Happy Friday beautiful. Got any plans for your birthday? And yes, I know I could've texted you but this is way more fun hey? Anyways, you will have an amazing day, I love you so much.

-JJ

Awww. Wait no. I have a boyfriend. I'm meant to be moving on. It's been months. I'm over JJ. JJ is the past and Topper is the future.

Ouch. No way I just said that.

..

Finally, it's time for lunch. I take my seat at our usual table but no one except Sarah's there.

"Hey, where is everyone?" I ask.

"I don't know. I got here and no one was here." she says. I decide to just shrug it off and sit down with Sarah.

Eventually, Pope and Kie sit with us. Nah, where are JJ and John B? That's when Sarah gets a text. She nudges me and we read it together.

'Hi girls, it's your Dad. So, your birthday's coming up and I wanted to do something nice for you both. I have booked you two, John B and JJ a trip to the Maldives! Don't even try leaving the boys and going on some kind of girls' trip, they already know and I'll be asking for pictures. That sounds creepy, but I just want to know that you girls are safe. You leave early Monday morning and if I'm right, my letter with your tickets should've arrived today. Happy birthday to my brilliant girls, love Dad.'

"Holy shit. Y/n we're going to Maldives!" Sarah shrieks excitedly.

"Yay, so exciting!" I say with not even half the energy she did.

"You don't sound very excited. Is it cause JJ has to come?" she asks.

"I was excited to spend my birthday with my boyfriend." I admit.

"Well, you can Facetime him. You don't even have to talk to JJ. You and I will have the best time, they just have to be there so Ward thinks we're safe." she assures me.

"You know what, this is our birthday and we're going to have a blast." I say, this time with more enthusiasm. I look at the rest of the table when a tall blonde boy catches my eye. JJ.

JJ's POV:

I still can't get over how she'd been calling me 'my love'. That just melts my heart. She does still love me. I am scared though for the week we're gonna be spending in the Maldives for her birthday. Obviously, I'm hella excited but I'm scared that she'll want to have nothing to do with me the entire time.

It took me and John B ages to agree on a place to take them. I swear to god if Ward told them it was our idea, he's gonna seem like such a bad father and y/n will probably get angry at me for wanting her to have a nice birthday.

In the end, we agreed that I could pick the place and John B could pick their school cake. We're so great, we're getting them two cakes. One now, one when we're in the Maldives. My choices were either the Maldives or Paris and I was gonna pick Paris, but now I've got bigger plans for Paris.

My mission for the week is to make sure the girls have an amazing birthday, obviously, and get my girl back. I sound like a horrible person and to be honest, I am. But she's always kinda had a thing for Topper so I planned on trying to get her back. Yeah, I'm a horrible person.

"Ready to surprise them?" John B asks.

"Fuck yes, let's do this." I say. We carefully carry the cake, which is underneath a cloth, to our table. As we're carrying it, we get lots of weird looks but I'm gonna ignore them cause y/n is way more important.

"What is that?" Sarah asks as we carefully place the cake on the table. I give John B the nod and we unveil the cake.

Y/n's POV:

No way, JJ and John B got us a cake! In special icing writing it says;

Happy Birthday to our girls, Sarah & y/n!

I have never felt more loved.

"You guys are the fuckin sweetest." Sarah says, tearing up. I look in my hands and magically, I'm holding JJ's note. I look up at him. My smiling boy. Y/n what the fuck you have a boyfriend!

I miss him, so much. JJ locks eyes with me and I find my smile uncontrollable. I spit my gum back into the wrapper.

"I'll be back guys, just gonna get some food." I say. JJ's smile grows. I grab a tray with what I thought had the most mac n' cheese and sit back down. I take a deep breath before shoving a forkful in my mouth. To be honest, food has never tasted better. JJ gets closer to me.

"I'm so proud of you." he whispers into my ear. JJ's encouragement, encourages me to eat the entire tray full. I feel so guilty but I refuse to throw this up later.

The rest of lunch goes great. They all sang happy birthday to us and then we all ate cake and it made me really happy. 

...

As I'm laying in bed my phone pings. That's when I remember I should tell Topper I'm going away. Oh, it's Topper.

'How was therapy ml?' 

'It was great. I thought I'd let you know that I'm going away next week for my birthday.' May as well just say it.

'Oh, is it ok if I come?' I didn't think he might ask that.

'It's actually a girls' trip. Just me and Sarah.' Good one y/n.

'Oh ok. Can we hang out on Sunday instead then?' 

'Of course, but why?'

'I have something I need to do.'

'Ok. See you on Sunday then.' 

'Gn ml.' It doesn't feel as special when people use abbreviations like 'gn' and 'ily'. I know they mean it, it just feels less like they do. JJ was my first boyfriend that didn't use them. Fucksake, I need to stop comparing them.