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"Are you sure...? this does seem a bit...fast." y/n choked out.
"If youre not comfortable, you dont have to go, I wouldn't put it past you." Judd said softly, looking up at the bed from his spot on the floor. They weren't smoking this time, to y/n's surprise.
What she didn't know was Judd was starting to want to be completely sober around her. He was starting to notice that the familiar softness he'd feel from weed was the same feeling he'd feel from just being around her.
"y/n you HAVE to go." Mona began.
"Imagine all the vacation sex opportunities!"
Y/n looked at Mona, then back at Judd.
"I want to go, but not necessarily because Im thinking of sex." She mumbled.
"WHAT?" Mona wailed.
"Its JUDD." Y/n began,
"I LIKE spending time with Judd."
There was a small flutter in her chest when she said it.
"Potato, potAto." Mona huffed.
"Ill go." Y/n said suddenly.
"It'll be interesting to hang with your family."
"Yeah whatever." Judd mumbled, but behind that there was a small smirk.
Just then, y/n's phone began to vibrate. He watched as she rolled over on his sheets, finding her phone and answering it.
"Mhm... yeah... Black... You can drive... alright.... bye." She hung up the phone with a little smile, placing it back down on the bed.
"Who was that?" Judd asked.
"Stacee. We're going to the kickback that junior girl is throwing tonight."
Judd quirked his eyebrow.
"You dont seem like the party type, with underaged drinking n' shit. Place will probably be full of wasted fucking losers ready to do something they shouldn't."
"Im just full of surprises aren't I?" She smiled, head resting on her hand.
"If I get into trouble Ill be sure to call you then, hows that sound Judd? Have a big strong man come and take care of me."
She was cooing sarcastically by the end of that sentence but God did Judd love it when she talked like that. He could feel the throb in his dick when she said his name.
But he only sucked his teeth at her words, getting up from the floor to find a movie and hopefully forget how sexy she looked laid out on his bed.
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That night, hours after Stacee's car pulled up to the house party and she and y/n filed out of it into the festivities, Judd sat with his hood on and back to a wall in the house that smelled of weed and sweat.
He watched with low eyes and a blank expression as y/n and her friend danced amongst the group of inebriated teenagers. She didn't know he was there, he didn't tell her. After she left his house that afternoon, he couldn't help but text Spike to see where the event would be hosted, wanting to make sure not a single person touched y/n in a way she didn't like.
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"Guiding Light" Judd Birch x reader
FanfictionWhen Judd Birch is forcefully placed into a student partnership program that will ensure his graduation at school, how will he navigate his feelings when his 'guiding light' is more interesting than he planned? Cover art is not mine, story contains...
