"...𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰.."
"𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥."
willow bradshaw was a pogue, born and raised. she was the type of girl to either be high, drunk off her ass, or simply both. she hung around the kooks af...
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Kiara and Pope had gone into the drugstore for gauze pads and something to clean her ear with. JJ stayed in the car with her mainly because he didn't want to leave her by herself. Willow insisted she was fine when he kept badgering her, but the blonde boy didn't listen. He was worried about her; rightfully so. Her ear was grazed by a bullet which would make just about anyone worried.
"I swear if Barry ever tries anything again-"
"JJ... just drop it.", Willow was sprawled out across the backseat, her head resting on his lap with her eyes closed. He had his head leaned up against the window, his gaze focused on the drugstore. He stayed in silence for a mere moment, but silence was his worst enemy.
"Why wouldn't you drop it with Rafe?", JJ asked.
Her eyes opened quickly, looking up at him to see him tilt his head down to look at her. She furrowed her eyebrows together profusely. "What do you mean?"
"The way you were talking to him, Willow.", He watched as she sat up, listening to her sigh in the process. "When I called your name and you kept laying in on him."
"He killed Peterkin.", She turned her body in the seat to face him. "How else was I supposed to react to him? Not only that but he was choking Kie. And he's not been the best at treating any of us decently."
"He treats you a bit differently is all I'm saying.", He shrugged, looking out of the window. "I can't get Midsummers out of my head. The way he spoke about you and then he doesn't even lay a hand on you, but chokes Kie and shoves her?"
"He's the least of your worries, JJ.", She frowned slightly, watching as he began bouncing his leg. "Jay?"
He turned his head to look at her, his leg bouncing even faster due to the anxiety coursing through his body. He knew he trusted her, but he didn't trust whatever Rafe was up to. He wasn't scared to lose her to him, just scared to lose her in general. If Willow were to go too far with insults towards the Cameron boy, then JJ was sure Rafe would go too far and snap; possibly injuring her in the process. Willow, on the other hand, didn't know what JJ was feeling. For all she knew, he was upset of how close her and Rafe seemed to be in the past.
"What?", He asked as her eyes danced with his own.
"You're all I need.", She spoke softly, noticing his leg bouncing less out of the corner of her eyes. "You're all I'll ever need for my life to be complete."
Those words were all it took for him to lean forward and smash his lips against her own, his hand snaking around her neck as her hair got caught in between his fingers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to her desperately. Their mouths moved roughly against each others' own. Not once did they stop for a breath of air as his free hand gripped under her leg, pulling her on top of him to where she was straddling him in the backseat.
She moved her arms from around him, resting her hands on his shoulders to keep herself steady. Their lips departed with a loud smack, their chests heaving as they struggled to find a smoother breathing pattern. Willow raised her hands up from his shoulders, cupping his face into her palms. He stared up at her in awe, biting his lip to hide the smile that wanted to creep up on him. She leaned her face closer to his before she rested her forehead against his own.
