Road Trip

9-The Confrontations

"Why the hell are they here?! ARGHHHH!" Jessica nearly screamed, tugging at her hair.

"Those little fuckers, I swear, if Jordan so much as talks to me-" TJ began.

"Well well well. Fancy seeing you here." Jordan said to TJ, rubbing his hands together, looking her up and down. "You're looking mighty fine in them little shorts of yours."

"Can you fucking not." TJ said, disgusted. Rolling her eyes, she averted her glance and focused on the direction from which Niall and Harry went.

"Woah, woah, chill. No need for hostility." Jordan held out his hands in surrender.

"Hey Jessica. How goes it?" Michael said, smiling at her.

"Hi Michael." Jessica said in a small voice. She refused to make eye contact, studying the marks on her scuffed white vans.

"I've missed you." Michael continued, taking a step closer.

Jessica's cheeks reddened. "O-oh okay. That's nice." She stuttered.

"Could we go talk somewhere maybe more private?" Michael asked her. He grabbed her arm and steered her away from TJ and Jordan before she could protest.

"So how you been? Why haven't you been answering my texts?" Jordan demanded, moving closer to TJ.

"First off, back the hell off of me. I don't know you like that, and you're invading my personal space." TJ demanded, placing a hand on Jordan's well toned chest to push him away. "Second off, my well-being is none of your concern. And third off, I cut off a lot of people that no longer deserved a place in my life and you happened to be one of them."

"Well damn ma, I thought we was vibing." Jordan said, hurt.

"I'm sorry, when exactly were we 'vibing?' Before or after you called me a trashy slut?" TJ spat, eyes ablaze.

"I was wrong for that, and I sincerely apologize." Jordan said, grabbing TJ's hand. "I shouldn't have said any of that shit. It was all lies and I was acting childish."

"Not to mention idiotic and bitchy." TJ added.

Jordan tried to bite back a smile. "And idiotic and bitchy. Forgive me?" He asked, his brown eyes pleading.

"I dunno Jordan, I mean I've never been treated so badly before. Ever." TJ said, shaking her head and carefully retrieving her hand out of his grasp.

"Please? Let me make it up to you." Jordan begged.

"No." TJ said firmly.

"No?" Jordan's whole demeanor suddenly changed. "What the fuck you mean 'no?!' Bitch, you ain't shit without me! You. Are. Nothing." Jordan hissed, towering over TJ threateningly.

"Get your punk ass out of my face, I refuse to put up with your mood swings." TJ said dismissively, not effected by his sudden aggressiveness.

Jordan gave her a hard stare before he broke into a deep laugh. "Damn, I've missed you. The way you handle me, the way you know me so well, and especially you're feisty attitude." Jordan said, placing his arms around TJ's waist, pulling her close to his body. "I miss us. What we could have been." He whispered into her hair.

TJ became stiff in his arms, before she began to struggle. "You can't miss something that never happened." She retorted.

"I've missed you, Jess." Michael said softly, resting his hand just beside Jessica's ear and placing his body in front of hers, effectively trapping her between the wall and his body.

"Yeahh, you've already said that." Jessica pointed out uncomfortably.

"Oh. Well don't you miss me too baby?" Michael asked.