We'll Be Together (Janthony)

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Jasmine's POV

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T/W physical abuse. I'll put a *** where it starts and ends.

"Come on Jas! Let's go! Get some energy! Let's go!" Anthony half-laughed as he dragged me out of the guest bedroom. He shoved me into the kitchen, where the smell of pancakes enveloped me immediately.

"You made me breakfast ugh I love you!" I muttered. My eyes widened when I realized what I said. I winced as Anthony awkwardly cleared his throat, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Yeah I made you breakfast," he chuckled. He led me to the table and nudged me into a seat. I grabbed the fork in front of me and stabbed the sweet-smelling pancakes.

"You doing ok?" Anthony asked, his eyebrows furrowed with sympathy.

"Yeah, I'm fine! Stop asking me that!" I shouted through the food in my mouth.

"You are disgusting," he scoffed. I rolled my eyes at him, swallowed, and stuck my tongue out.

"So what are we doing today?" I questioned before taking another large bite.

"I was thinking we could just kinda wander around the city. I'll show you some of my favorite places. All that stuff," he said, poking at his food with his fork. I nodded, swallowed, and gave a tightlipped, but sincere, smile. (I DEFINITELY had food in my teeth.)

"JAZZY!" Someone screamed from the front door. I involuntarily jumped out of my seat and onto the floor, bringing my mug of coffee down with me. The cup shattered as I hit the ground, sending shards of ceramic all over the kitchen. I scrambled to my feet and rushed behind the counter, ready to run from whoever decided to burst into the apartment at that moment.

"I HATE YOU SO MUCH!" I yelled at Pippa. She exploded with giggles. Renée pushed her through the doorway so she could walk in. She covered her smile with her hand when she saw the chaos inside. I shook my head like a dog and droplets of coffee flew out. Anthony sprinted to me with a towel. I accepted it from him. Without thinking, I grabbed his hand with both of mine and met his gaze as a way of thanking him. He blushed and smiled. I grinned at him as he nodded and walked back to grab another towel and clean the floor.

He has a really nice ass. I never truly appreciated how nice his ass his. I would LOVE to-

"Earth to Jazzy!" Emmy called from Anthony's couch. I spun to face her and felt a blush creep up my neck.

"Yes?" I asked. I decided to ignore my voice crack.

"What do you wanna do today?"

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"Seriously?" Oak whined as he stepped out of the car. I nodded, grabbed Ant's hand and dragged him into the building. The others followed us.

"I've always hated these places," Oak grumbled, glancing around.

"You told me I could do whatever I want," I said, throwing my arm around his broad shoulders. "Because... you know... my cheating asshole boyfriend is coming home today."

"Fine but I won't be happy about it."

"Eight," I told the man at the counter before turning to Oak, "What's not to like about this place?"

"Germs. Greasy food. Germs. It's so loud. Do we really need this blacklight? Germs."

"Ignore all that and you're golden."

The seven of us got our shoes and marched to the lane on the far right.

"Ant you're up first!" I exclaimed, "Can I pick your ball out for you?" I didn't wait for an answer. I was feeling much too energetic at the moment. Instead, I jumped from my seat and ran to the back of the building. Ant followed me, a grin splitting his face despite his obvious reluctance to let me choose. I smiled grinned and grabbed a small five-pound ball.