Over My Dead Body // A JJ Watt fanfiction

Chapter 10

AN: Hello lovelies! Thank you for stopping to read my story! I wrote this one awhile ago but never put it up and then I forgot about it and it got lost on the abyss that is my computer lol! I went through some old files and I stumbled on it and decided to post it. It was one of the first stories I ever wrote. I was going to just put it up as is but I read through it myself I realized how bad it really was lol. So I decided to revamp it here and there before posting it. I've gotten through the revamp of the first 15 chapters, and I haven't posted in forever so I decided I'd post a few and gauge interest. Feel free to let me know what you think! I love reading your thoughts!! :) xoxo

 

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Chapter 10

 

"Where to?" the cabdriver asked politely. 

 

JJ looked at Trish. "Do you want me to escort you home, beautiful?"

 

Trish was silent for a moment. "Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of me escorting you home," she answered, looking up at him with her big blue eyes. 

 

"Oh... Well... Uhh..."

 

"I mean, if that's okay with you of course," she continued. 

 

"Yeah, that's perfectly fine with me," he answered, trying to keep his cool even though he was doing cartwheels and back flips inside. 

 

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"Well, this is my house," JJ announced as he pushed open the front door. 

 

"JJ, its beautiful!" she gushed. 

 

"Not too bad for a corn fed Wisconsin boy," he answered with a grin as he closed the door behind him. "I don't know about you, but I can't wait to get out of these dress clothes?"

 

Trish smiled. "I'd love to, but I really wasn't prepared for this and I didn't bring anything else."

 

JJ took her by the hand and led her to the stairs. "I'll give you something of mine to wear."

 

She followed JJ to the end of the hallway until he stopped. He reached in and flipped on the light. 

 

"And this is my bedroom."

 

He walked over to the long, cherry wood, dresser in his room. It had a large mirror on top that matched the length of the dresser. He bent down pulling clothes out of the drawer. He turned back around to see she was still standing in the doorway. 

 

He tossed the clothes on the bed and made his way over to her. "You can come in, I won't bite," he joked with a grin. 

 

"Well that's a shame," she retorted with a pout.