That Summer in Nevis (Lams)

Chapter 5

Angry Little Gremlin's P.O.V

John came back downstairs with a sad look on his face. His lips were trembling, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were glossy.

I ran up to him, and embraced him in a tight hug. "Jackie! What happened?!"

"I-I'm fine, my dad told me that I can't come to the trip. A-And h-he, he- never mind..." Tears started falling from his eyes, staining my hoodie. (was he wearing a hoodie before?)

"Hey, It's okay, we'll figure something out." I rubbed his back and led him to the couch. "Why can't you come?"

He looks up at me, and falls out of the embrace. "He didn't "want to pay for my shit."" He air quotes.

I guess I didn't remember there were other people in the house, because I was startled when my dad's voice started booming. "John, son, that's no problem, this trip will be payed for by Martha and I, for everyone. We all want you to come."

John started sniffling, and I brushed my hand against his wet, freckled, cheek. He closes his eyes, embracing it and smiling slightly, but Peggy ruins the moment. "Awww, you two are so cute! Definitely my OTP." I frown and everyone starts clapping, even my parents.

"Hey, do you wanna talk in my room. Privately." I whisper.

"Y-Yeah."

I lead him up the stairs and stare, at his brown, curly, hair bouncing up and down.

Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. D-

I find myself in pain, and faceplanted on the stairs. I look up, and see John smirking slightly, trying not to laugh. "You okay, Lex?"

I can hear some scattered snickering behind me, and my nose hurts, but I just answer with, "I'm fine, Jackie." Just then, my nose starts bleeding. I don't know if it's because of how I fell, or if it's because John is so incredibly cute and hot, but it's bleeding.

I hate when my nose starts bleeding, because when it starts bleeding, it doesn't drip like it's supposed too. My nose starts gushing out blood. It's so annoying, because if I don't get a tissue or something immediately, there's not spots of blood, it's pools of blood all over my shirt and pants.

"You sure?" John smirks.

I roll my eyes, and tilt my head back as I run into my room. Soon enough, Mom bursts in and throws ice packs at me, and tells me to place them on my bleeding nose. I ignore her though. I don't really know why, I guess I don't really think ice packs are going to help me.

I hear the door crack open again. John. "Hey, Lexi."

I pat a spot on my bed, so he knows to sit down. Instead of sitting, he crawls onto the other side of the bed and lays down with me, his head on my chest, and arms wrapped around my waist. This is normal for us. Ever since we met, we were really close.

"Johnnnnn" I whined.

"What did you want to talk about, hun?" He squeezes my waist, and I put my arm that isn't holding a tissue to my nose, around his precious little body.

"What was that "never mind" from earlier?"

His face drops in an instant. "Really, it was nothing, Alex."

"John-"

"No!" He pulls his body off mine and sits up.

"Please"

"No."

"Johnny..."

"No, Alex."

"Johnny-"

"Fine!" He snaps. "My father said some unkind things. It was just words, I'm fine."

"I'm gonna talk to him-"

"No. Stop. You'll only make it worse." He lays back down.

"What's it, Jackie?"

He doesn't answer, so I leave him alone, for now.

Ten minutes later, my nose stops bleeding, and we head downstairs to hang out with everyone.

-------------------

If you're reading this around the time I posted it, go to sleep! Where I am, it's 3 am, and I'm gonna sleep now.

Thanks for reading!💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛