You Can Only Imagine (Jc Caylen Fanfic) with o2l boys

Chapter 7- Does Age Matter?

*Brielle's Point of View*

I had nothing to wear so Jc let me borrow a pair of his grey sweats and a t-shirt just until I could go home and change. He decided he liked my outfit so he put the exact same thing on. We twinned, and of course Jc had to take pictures and put them on Instagram. Everything of his was so huge on me, I liked it. I threw my wet hair into a messy bun and put on the emergency powder that I keep in my wallet. I needed as much make up that I could get. "What are you putting on your face?" Jc asked confused. "Makeup," I replied. "I know that, but why? You look fine with out it, really you do," Jc said. I could tell he meant it, he sounded so sincere. I laughed and said thanks.

We finally left the hotel room and went down to the lobby. Jc and I did back tucks in the hallways, after I gave him a short lecture on how it's a back tuck not a back flip. Again, we got pictures, except I tweeted them. Within the first 30 minutes of tweeting it, I got tons of follow requests. Before I posted I made my twitter private, but Jc retweeted me before and the fan girls caught on. I changed my profile picture to me and Jc hugging in his clothes. We were having so much fun messing with people. We were on our way to my house when Jc got a call from Connor. "Answer it, I'm driving," Jc said as he handed me his phone.

*Phone Call*

Brielle: uh hii

Connor: is this the girl Jc is with?

Brielle: yeah haha I'm Brielle

Connor: hi it's Connor

Brielle: yeah i know haha, by the way Jc is driving, I didn't just steal his phone or anything

Jc: hey Connor!!!

Brielle: yeah he's right there

Connor: okay just tell me this, are you guys dating?

Brielle: no, it would be really illegal if we did

Connor: well I know that... Hey can you just give Jc the phone? I really need to talk to him

Brielle: um yeah sure

"Jc, Connor really needs to talk to you,"

"Okay,"

*Jc and Connor Convo*

Connor: hey dude what the hell are you doing

Jc: what do you mean?

Connor: control yourself, she's 15

Jc: what do you mean?

Connor: I can tell when you like a girl, you like her

Jc: so

Connor: she's 15

Jc: that doesn't mean anything

Connor: dude are you kidding me she can't even drive yet

Jc: look I know you care, but I can handle myself. I know what I'm doing

Connor: well don't get mad at me when I tell the fandom she is 15 and you guys spent the night together in a hotel room

Jc: Connor what the hell

Connor: I'm not going to, I'm just saying they are gonna find out sooner or later.. Just be ready for a ton of crap..I just want you to know what your getting yourself into before something bad happens

Jc: thanks Connor, but I can handle it

Connor: fine be stubborn but I'm not gonna back you up when you wanna date this girl

Jc: good I'm not asking you to

*Jc hangs up*

*Jc's Point of View*

"Hey um is everything okay?" Brielle asked nervously. "Um yeah, Connor is just being his responsible self," I answered. I didn't want Brielle to know I liked her before I even knew if I did or not. I mean she is 15, but love is love right? I reached over and grabbed her hand. I didn't make eye contact I just stared at the road. She looked at me confused but held my hand back. She intertwined he fingers with mine. I looked at her,"You heard that conversation didn't you?" She looked down and nodded. Then she looked at our hands then at me and smirked.