always been you- outer banks jiara fanfic // EDITED

poguelandia. 2

kiara pov:

"who do you think they were talking about?" i say. "well, there's only 6 of us, and they're obviously not talking about themselves, so that leaves cleo and pope, or us" he says. i nod slowly. we get to a drop in the path, and there's nowhere else to go, except down or back up. he looks at me, giving me a 'what should we do' look. i point down. he takes a deep breathe. "okay". he climbs down the slope slowly, it's not that deep, but it's bumpy and there's not many places to put your hands and feet. when he gets to the bottom, he waves his hands for me to come down. i take a deep breathe. i turn around, and begin to climb down, backwards. i take it slow, and i eventually make it so that i'm nearly at the bottom. i turn around so i can see better now that i'm at the bottom. jj raises his hand out and i take it, jumping the last couple of bumps. i get a strange feeling in my stomach when our hands touch, which confuses me because he always holds his hand out for me when i need it, and i always take it, but this is the first time i got this feeling. "you good?" he says. i nod as i look around. "we've definitely never been down here before" he says. i nod again. "come on" i say, walking past him and following the path.

jj pov:

i followed kiara down the path, and through the trees. i turn around and look behind me, and look around, just trying to remember where we are to get back. "you good?" kiara asks me. i nod. "yeah just making sure we don't lose the way back" i say. "yeah let's make sure that doesn't happen" she laughs. i look at her when she laughs, her laugh and smile are so precious... wait no no no. i shake my thoughts away and continue walking down the path. i step round a pointy branch that's sticking out, making sure i don't catch my arm, then turn around to make sure ki doesn't too, except when i turn around she's already walking past it. "ah shit!" she says, putting her hand over the cut on her arm, just below her shoulder. "shit are you okay?" i say, putting my hand on her other shoulder. she nods. "uhh, here" i say, taking my shirt off. "put this on in, stop the bleeding" i say. "no no it's fine, that's your shirt"- "ki" i say. she pauses for a minute before taking the shirt from my hand and putting it on her shoulder. we walk a little bit until we find a rock and she sits down on it. i sit next to her. she takes the shirt off her shoulder to look at it. "ooh, looks painful" i say. "it is" she nods. "i'll be fine" she says. "it's not bleeding as much now", i put my hand over hers and push the shirt back to her arm. "still keep it on there, it's just a shirt, it's fine, i'll wash it later" i say. she looks at me before nodding and taking a deep breathe. i move my hand away from hers and on my lap. "do you want to just go back?" i ask her. she shakes her head. "no, no i'm fine, let's continue" she says, getting up and walking down the path. i follow her and we walk around a little bit more. "there's nothing here, apart from trees" i say. "i know" she sighs. "it's starting to get dark anyways, let's just go" she says. i nod and wait for her to walk infront of me, then i follow her. we walk along the path we walked down, then we get to the hilly bit we had to climb down. "shit, how are we gonna get you up there?" i say. she shrugs her shoulders. she takes the shirt off her arm and looks at it. she lifts it up and quietly hisses in pain. "i think i'll be fine" she says, "it's just a cut" "it's quite deep though" i say. "i'll be fine" she says. "okay, i'll stay behind you, i've got you if anything happens" i say. she nods and begins climbing slowly up, the ledges are very small so there's not enough room for two feet never mind two people, so i stay behind her, following her steps. she slips and falls a little, i grab her waist and catch her. i push her up. "quick relfexes" i say. she chuckes and continues walking up. i keep my hands round the back of her waist, incase she falls again. she skin between her pants and top feels warm, even though it's quite cold outside. i'm a little cold, but that's probably because i haven't really got a shirt on and it's getting late. it feels nice having my hands on her for some reason, and i have this weird feeling in my stomach. she gets to the top and turns around, watching me as i walk up the last ledge. "are you okay?" i say, looking at her arm. she nods. "yeah it's just a little sore" she says. we walk back to the cave bit of the island we've been living in. "yo!" john b calls. "kiara what happened?" sarah says, jumping up and running over to ki. "caught my arm on a pointy branch" ki says. sarah takes the shirt off her arm and examines it. "come on, we'll go clean it" she says, putting her arm on ki's back and walking towards the water.

kiara pov:

we sit down on the sand and sarah takes jj's shirt off my arm again. "jj! do you mind if this gets wet!?" sarah calls over to john b and jj. "no! just be careful and clean her arm up!" jj calls back. sarah walks over to the water and and dips the shirt under. she walks back over to me. "this is gonna hurt okay?" she says to me. i brace myself, but the pain of salty sea water in my cut hurts like hell. "shit!!" i scream, tilting my head back and looking up at the sky. "i know i'm sorry" she says, squeezing my hand. "you good?" john b and jj call. "yeah!" i call back. i take a few deep breathes. she dabs the shirt on my arm and i bite my lip. "okay, okay it's fine" she says. she puts the shirt in the water again, cleaning my blood off of it. "right i'm gonna bandage it" she says. "how are you gonna do that?" i ask her. "like pope did with cleo's toe" she giggles. i laugh. i completely forgot about that, we were spearing for fish and jj caught cleo's toe. "one sec" sarah says, walking over to john b and jj. she grabs the leafs we had a stash off for situations like this, and walks over to me. she wraps it round my arm and ties it. "it'll be a little uncomfortable but it'll be fine" she says, sitting next to me. i look over to john b and jj. they're sitting next to each other, talking. cleo and pope are still out there somewhere. jj looks at me and i get a little embrassed, because he caught me looking, but i don't stop. "what's up with that?" sarah asks me. "with what?" i say. "jj" "what about jj?" "come on ki, it's me" she says, i pause. "we can all see there's something going on". "i don't know, honestly. i don't know" i say, looking down at the sand. "do you like him?" she says. i shrug my shoulders. "i don't know. he's always had a thing for me, he's made it obvious. when we first met when we were like 10 he was trying to hit on me, but i shut him down. he still hits on me, but just in like a jokey way. we've been best friends for ages, but now i feel something, like when i'm with him, that i'd never felt before until on the boat, in the container, when me and jj talked about a surf trip" i laugh. "and now it's just, weird, it feels different, i feel different" "wow ki" she says. i look up at her. "sounds like you've been keeping that in for a while" she says. i nod. "ki, not that i'm an expert or anything on your love life, but since been friends with jj, i've noticed this look, like a twinkle in his eyes when he looks at you" she says. i pause. a twinkle?. "i don't know sarah. i might like him, i don't know. i've never really like truly liked someone before" i say. "what up girlies!?" cleo says, coming up to us. we both laugh at her and she sits down next to us. "what's going on? i feel like i just interrupted something" she says. "talking about boys" sarah says. "ooh, come on chica, who you like?" cleo says. i don't say anything. "jj" sarah says. "she's not sure if she likes him yet but jj" "jj!?" cleo says a little bit too loudly. i look over at him, pope and john b and they both look over. "shhh!" me and sarah say. i bury my head in my knees, shaking my head. "sorry sorry sorry" cleo says. "do you like pope?" i ask her. she shrugs her shoulders. "i don't know". "pope!?" sarah says, a little bit too loudly and they all look over at us again. "you two can't keep your voices down can you?" i say, shaking my head again. we all sit in silence and watch the waves in the water. i begin to think about my parents, i think about them quite often. about what they're doing, or thinking right now. if they're worrying about me, or if they're mad, or if they're happier without me causing shit. i stand up. "i'm gonna go for a walk, just around the corner to the other part of the beach, i just wanna think for a few minutes, clear my head" i say. "do you want us to come with?" sarah says. i shake my head. "no, it's okay, i'll be back in a few" i say, then begin walking.