(Y/n) pov
We woke up in the hyperbaric chamber. Kinda forgot we were in here for a bit, honestly. JJ and I swapped places after last night's rendezvous. Actually, JJ shook me awake.
"(Y/n), wake up. Look, babe, we gotta go.", he rambled.
"What? Did a new album come out or something?", I asked half-awake.
"No, not yet. Listen, there was a guy out in the hall right now. I think it was the guy from last night. The dude from the wreck 'cause he has a wound on his arm. The same arm where we stabbed him.", he continued.
"Shit, did he see you?", I asked curiously.
"Yeah.", he answered quickly.
"He knows we're here, okay. We gotta go. I can pretend I have claustrophobia.", I planned.
"I got a better idea.", he spoke softly before yelling, "maam. Miss! Is there anyone out there?", he asked firmly.
"Help! I can't breathe in here! It's too small in here for me! Please, let us out!", I shouted.
"There was a guy out there just now who looked like he wanted to fight us for no reason!", he continued.
"My husband farted in here and it smells like spoiled milk! Please, let us out!", I continued, holding my shirt over my nose.
"Hey! I didn't fart!", I argued, his face turning red out of embarrassment.
After figuring out that she couldn't hear us, we quickly moved to open the door that wouldn't budge due to the pressure in the small room. We tried with all our force but nothing. This caused me to panic more.
"Babe, calm down, okay? I know you said you'd pretend and-", he started.
"Pretend?! I'm not pretending, babe! I'm actually freaking out!", I exclaimed.
"Just calm down, okay? I'll get us out of here. New idea!", he said as he loved his feet towards the glass, "all right, babe? Not my best idea but it's better than just sitting here like moving ducks.", he stated as he kicked the window.
"Yes! Good idea!", I cheered.
The alarm blared as JJ broke the window and we slid out of there. Well, he slid out and opened the door for me. The nurse saw us and called for security. JJ went to cause a distraction so I could get out of there.
"I'm gonna file a formal complaint! File a formal complaint!", he repeated as he was restrained by nurses.
"A file. Okay, I'm gonna get him a file.", I said as I walked out quickly in the opposite direction.
Approaching the nurses desk, I spotted a file. Taking a quick glance at it, I realized it was the man from the wreck. I mean, the bicep had stitches on it so, it had to be him. I grabbed it quickly and jumped into the bed of Pope's truck.
"Babe! Come on!", I called out as I saw JJ.
Copying my moves, he jumped into the bed of the truck with me. Except, he landed on his back...ouch. We drove off as soon as we confirmed we were good with Pope. I discussed the findings of what was in the folder among the group, especially the man's address. We all agreed that we'd scope out the place.
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Boy Wonder
Fanfiction[a JJ Maybanks x f!reader fanfic] [outer banks] [contains swearing, violence, angst and more] (NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME, THEY BELONG TO THE WRITERS OF OUTER BANKS AND NETFLIX.) (Story will surround seasons 1-2)