Adore You ☼ JJ Maybank

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[ SOMEBODY HELP! ]

"let's go, boys!" jj said, "recon mission!"

"yo, uh... so, uh, i think i'm gonna do this one by myself... tonight." john b says.

"really?" jj asked.

"what?" john b asked.

"nothin', brother." jj leaned back.

"i just don't want to spook sarah with the peanut gallery."

"i just don't understand why we're involving her at all." kei raised her voice.

"kei, we're not involving her, okay?" john b said, "it's just like a—a business meeting."

jj imitated a blow job, pope laughing quietly before maya lightly hit her boy in the head.

"look, once we get what we need we'll cut her loose, alright? plus, we need the map."

"promise me nothing's happening between you two."

"nothing is happening, kei."

"i'm being serious." kei said, "this isn't about you, and this isn't about us. this is about her. dude, she's gonna get inside your head. just promise me nothing's happening between you guys."

"i promise."

"that was really believable." jj said.

"hundred percent believable." pope says.

"anyways, um, i'm gonna go take care of business."

"you're gonna take care of that so well." jj says.

"we'll just sit here... in this hot-ass car.. while it's lightening."

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"so, jj, what did john b mean back at the fire pit?" pope asks.

"what do you mean?" jj said.

"when he said you didn't have much room to talk?" pope said.

"about what?"

"you saying he was macking sarah cameron." pope says. "he said you didn't have much room to talk, so who are you makin', bro?"

"i don't know what you're talking about." jj said with a cheeky smirk.

"come on, bro. we're pogues." pope said, "pogues don't hide secrets from other pogues."

"do you guys hear that?" kei asked.

"what?" the three others said.

"somebody help!"

"oh, wait, yeah, i hear that."

"shit."

"what the fuck?"

they all ran out of the van and toward where the shouting was.

"sarah! what happened?" pope said after they saw john b laying on the ground.

"i don't know what to do." sarah cried. "he needs help. topper shoved him."

"where the hell is he?" jj said.

"oh, please, please, please, get help. i don't care who. just call someone." sarah continued to cry.

"go, go!"

"pope, hurry!"

"john b, stay with me." sarah says, "please, don't leave me."

"pope, come on!" maya shouted.

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"i hope john b is okay." jj says, him following an awfully quiet maya into her room.

"yeah, me too." maya said quietly.

"my, what's up?"

"you told john b that i'm a whore, basically." maya deadpanned.

"what?" jj said, "no, i didn't say that."

"you told him that we've, and i qoute, done it countless of times." maya said. "that makes me sound like a whore."

"maya..."

maya scoffed, "maybe that's all i am."

"what?"

"your whore." maya scoffed.

"what? maya, no."

"obviously that's the only thing you told john b." maya said, "just about our sex life."

"my—"

"your a horny teen, jj. do you actually like me or just think i'm an easy fuck?" maya said. "we're only sixteen and we've done it plenty of times.. god, we took each other's v-cards at fourteen. pope and kei are still virgins and john b did it once with a tourist for 25 seconds and felt like shit."

"maya, no." jj said. "look, i know i act like a douchebag.. no, i am a douchebag. i know i act like all i care about is sex and that i'm a fuck boy, but it's not true. especially not when it comes to you. maya, you've always been there for me. it's always been me and you, even when we were only best friends."

maya exhaled softly, "yeah."

"what did you mouth to me when i got arrested?" jj asked, making maya laugh a breathless laugh.

"i love you." maya said.

"i love you." jj repeated. "that's the truth."

a smile tugged at maya's lips as she looked up at jj, "i know."