If 10 people comment "Continue" in the comments I will he continuing the story and it will not end yet. I just have so many ideas rn and don't wanna waste them.
Anyways... Enjoy the story (hope u got tissues)
Jays Pov
"Justin, just tell him already" Maya says as she takes a hit from the blunt."Why are we talking about this again?" I groan, taking the blunt from Maya to smoke it again.
"Obviously because he's still worried about it" she sasses, snatching the blunt from me before I can smoke it.
"He said he wasn't, now gimme" I whine before taking it back and quickly smoking it.
"He clearly is, when's the last time you two cuddled?" she asks and I choke on the smoke.
She really did have a point, we haven't really talked or cuddled since we got back from Minnesota.
"Exactly" she basically shouts.
"That could be for a different reason, we're both busy" I state, not even believing myself.
"You're bored smoking while he's upstairs sitting down. Really Jay" she rolls her eyes at me sarcastically.
I flip her off as Ty comes downstairs, happy and cheerful.
Normally he would come hug me or atleast peck my lips but he just waved and walked into the kitchen.
"Go fix it" Maya whispers, gently pushing me as I got up.
"Fuck off" I reply playfully, walking in the kitchen.
Ty's back was turned towards me as he was making a sandwich.
I smile to myself at how happy he's being.
I go up to him and wrap my arms around his waist, burying my head in the crook of his neck.
"You seem happy" I smile as he turns around.
"Why wouldn't I be?" he replies as his smile seemed to get bigger.
I lean in for a kiss but he pulls away.
I look at him for any sign of discomfort but he seems to still be happy.
"I better go, don't mess with mommy movie marathon is on Lifetime" he smiles, wiggling out of my embrace.
"We could leave Maya and I'll join you" I say welcoming but he just denys.
"No I kinda just want me time. You have fun though" he smiles, pecking my cheek before leaving to go upstairs.
"Wow Ty is acting really innocent" Maya says as I walk back to her with a long frown.
"Ya, I don't care about it though" I say as I force a smile on my face.
"You totally do care about it. I'll go, just tell him we fought or something" she smiles, laughing because she was clearly high.
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