Showdown ~Jayy Von Monroe Fan Fiction~

Chapter Eight

*Britney's POV*

I shivered as Jayy slid his hand up my thigh. He smirked. I smacked his hand away and glared at him.

"Stop it you fucking asshole!" I yelled. He shook his head and laid his hand back on my thigh.

I guess you're wondering what's going on? Welp, these douchebags decided to go out shopping while I was still asleep. Dickwad here decided to stay back so he could torture me when I woke up, We are currently sitting on the leather couch in the main room, watching NCIS LA. I sat on the oppisite side of the couch, but of course he moved closer to me. He even picked me up and moved me to the middle of the couch. He now has me on his lap and is rubbing his hand up and down my thigh.

"You're trying to prove to me that you're not a whore, yet you're wearing this?" He whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver once again.I'm wearing this: (External link.)

Okay, so I admit, this isn't the best thing to be wearing when I'm trying to convince him I'm not a whore, but that doesn't mean he should be rubbing me like that. And besides, it's fuckin' 85 degrees out and the AC in this damn bus isn't working.

"Jayy." I gave him a stern look. He just smirked back. Arrggh. I tried to get up. Tried is the key word.

"Jayy! Let go of me!" His grip on my waist just tightened. I struggled to get out. I kept struggling for a good 30 seconds. That is, until I felt it. Right there, hard on my ass. That sick fucks getting off on this!

"Ewww." I immediately stopped struggling. Jayy leaned in and was about to say something, but was interupted.

"Let the poor girl go Jayy!' Oh thank the good lord heaven above for Dahvie! Thankfully, Jayy listened. I ran back to the room and and locked the door. 

Why the hell did he do that? More importantly, why the fuck did he get off from that? UGH! Anyways. It's 1:00pm and we don't have a show today. The actual shows start tomorrow. What to do, what to do? Maybe I should finish watch those inteviews? Yeah.

*2 hours and 20 minutes later*

Jayy's gay? Jayy's... Gay? Then why in the bloody hell was he just acting like he was about to fucking rape me if Dahvie hadn't come in?? Men. Now, while I may be pissed at Jayy, and he may be an asshole, I have to admit, that's the most I've laughed in a loooong time. 

"Britney! Let me in!" Jayy screamed through the door. You see, Jayy has been screaming and banging on the door for about the last hour. If he was smart he would realize that theirs a key right outside the door hanging on the wall. The key to the room.

"Dude, theirs a key right there. Stop giving us all headaches and use the fucking key." And now suddenly I don't like Dahvie. I don't want to see Jayy. Fucker will probably try and rape me.

I quickly turned off my phone and laid down under the covers. I turned to the oppisite side of the door and pretended to be asleep. I closed my eyes just as the door opened. I heard his footsteps come closer to me before I could litterally feel him standing over me. I heard him sigh before walking out of the room. I just laid there. I laid there silently for what felt like hours, but was only like, 10 minutes. Then I heard footsteps enter the room again.

"Brit, we're going to get some food at Eat N' Park, do you wanna go?" Jayy asked. Why does he seems so nice all of a sudden?

"Umm, sure." I said, confused as to why he seemed nice. Of course forgetting I was pretending to be asleep and still had my eyes closed.

"I knew it." He shook his head and smiled. Smiled. He smiled. He genuinely smiled at me. Not some stupid, evil smirk. Nope. A genuine smile. But of course, that was too good to be true. "Stupid bitch." He added, mumbling it under his breath, thinking I couldn't hear him. I sighed as he walked out.

I got up and checked my self in the mirror real quick. I look pretty hot, if I do say so myself. I walked out to the main room where everyone was.

"Ready?" Haley asked and I nodded. I grabbed Jamies arm and we all walked out.

*At Eat N' Park*

We got a big booth in the back. It was Michelle, Bryce, Andrew, Aussie, Brandy, Ryan, Kelly, and Haley on one side. McKenzie, Jamie, Sonya, Ashley, Brooke, Dahvie, Jayy, and I on the other side, infront of the window. And of course, we only just sat down and Jayy already has his damn hand on my knee. I bit my tongue to keep from yelling at him. Then this HOT guy walked up and introduce himself as out waiter.

"Hi, I'm James and I'll be your waiter for today. What can I get ya'll?" He said, staring at me the whole time. I rolled my eyes, making sure he noticed. He tore his eyes away from me as Haley told him her order. When he got all of our orders he went back to get our orders in. 

Everyone started one big conversation together that I decided to sit out on. I sat there silently, praying that Jayy would move his hand off of my knee. And I got that wish. He moved his hand... Up my thigh, rubbing gently. I bit my tongue stiffling a moan. He noticed, and started to rub abit harder. I smacked his hand. He listwned this time, but smirked over at me, as if to tell me that this wasn't over. 

And of course, it wasn't. When the waiter came to check on us while we were eating, he wouldn't stop staring at me. So Jayy put his hand back on my thigh and rubbed as hard as he could. i couldn't hold the awkward moan that slipped out of my mouth. It was so awkward! The waiters eyes widened and he quickly walked away, very awkwardly. Jayy smirked at me and winked. I, like always, glared back. I should be happy he got me away from that weird waiter, but come on. There had to be another way. That was just too awkward. The waiter completely ignored me and Jayy the rest of the time we were there. Let's just say, thanks to me being the one left with the tip, he only got a dollar tip. ;)

*Back at the bus*

We're back at the bus now. We're currentely playing truth or dare in the main room. 

"Brooke, truth or dare?" I asked her.

"Dare." Bad move girl. I smirked.

"Hmm... I dare you to give Dahvie a lapdance." She started protesting.

"Uh uh uh. Your time starts now." 

She gave Dahvie a lapdance to Talk Dirty by Jason Derulo. It was so funny!

"Britney, truth or dare?" That got me to stop laughing. Fuck. I don't like that look on her face.

"T-"

"I dare you to strip down to you bra and underwear right here in front of everyone and sit on Jayys lap until 9pm."

"I didn-"

"Uh uh uh! Now." She interupted me. Damnit. Really? And it's on 4:45! I sighed and stripped, earning wolf whistles from, well everyone. Except Jamie. That would be awkward. We've seen eachother naked before, but of course she wouldn't wolf whistle at me. Wait, why am I explaining this? I'm in my bra and underwear. Fuck. I mentally killed Brooke as I sat on Jayys lap. His hands went staight to the inside of my thigh, close to my- Yeah. You get it. I'm so gonna kill Brooke.

We played for another half an hour, before we decided to watch a movie. So now I'm laying on the leather couch on top of Jayy, only in my bra and underwear, while watching The Conjuring. My head is buried in his shirtless chest while his hands are rubbing my back. And of course, he's hard. God, what the fucks wrong with this man? 

I tried to get comfortable. It somehow worked. Im now laying on my stomach, My chest is squashed against Jayys, and my head is buried in the crook of his neck. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

*This took way to long then needed, and I'm sorry for that. But what's up with Jayy? He's gay yet he's acting like he wants to rape Britney. What? And Brooke with that dare! Where'd that come from? Have you guys heard Call Me Master yet? It's perfect! >>>*