Talking with him

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I walked up to Jc slowly as he lit a ciggeratte and blew the smoke out slowly.

He looked the same, dressed the same, the drug use & weapon use was just not normal. 

He looked at me and coughed "over here" he pat a spot beside him.

I smiled a small smile and sat beside him. He held the ciggerate out to me "want some?" I shook my head "I can't" Jc smoked the last of it then threw it as he stomped on the lit part. 

I watched him and began talking "Jc... I.... I miss u..." 

he looked at me and stared for a while "miss me? but im right here" he looked up

I shook my head "No like... I miss U. YOUR personality. Not just ur presence ur personality. The funny cool, silly outgoing guy" I looked at him in the eyes "I miss my Jc..." His eyes flashed as I saw the memories of the dates and kisses and cuddles. flashbacks of the time we played mario kart and the snaps I made of him being the loser. All the memories just hit me like a truck and I couldn't help but cry into my hands.

Sooner than I knew I felt Jc's arms wrap around me he laid his head on mine and caressed me. "I'm sorry I'm like this." jc apologized. I wrapped my arms around him listening to his heartbeat it was faster than normal and his breath wasn't fresh as always it smelt like ciggerates, beer and weed. 

But this is Jc. I love him for him. I kissed his chest and he didn't let go. 

I looked up at him in the eyes and he looked back into mine.

I leaned in as he soon did too

Our lips nearly touching when someone comes out from behind the bushes 

"JC! WHAT THE FUCK ARE U DOING!!" 

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