Smut warning ‼️BEFORE I CAN GET OUT ANOTHER WORD... I'm being squeezed to death by four sets of arms , and I couldn't be any happier. Everyone's talking at once asking me questions and I feel like my brains going to explode.
" Okay ! Okay one question at a time guys" I laugh as JJ is still squeezing the life out of me with his arms around my waist from behind and head resting in the crook of my neck .
" I can't believe you're here how was Jersey , you're tan , did you meet any hot guys — I'm just so happy you're here!" Kiara exclaims while squeezing my cheeks.
" Jersey was okay I missed you guys, I am tan yes, and maybe I did— and I'm happy to see you guys too" I answer all of Kiara's questions one at a time in order.
" What about you guys, what did I miss, anything exciting?" Everyone looks around at each other and eventually the eyes fall on John B.
" So basically we went out to the marsh and we found a Grady white, that we later found out belonged to Scooter Grubbs after breaking into his motel room, oh and JJ has a gun ." Pope rambles nonchalantly and I for a second think I heard him incorrectly . JJ turns the other way scratching his head avoiding my gaze .
" Okay wait what the actually fuck" I say and Kiara shakes her head yes as if reading my mind.
"Besides that though I fucking missed you Bambi, I can't believe you left me with these idiots." JJ says snuggling into my neck and planting kisses all over the side of my face. I laugh as John B and Pope make fake vomiting noises walking to the van, saying something about throwing a kegger leaving me and JJ alone for a moment.
" I missed you too JJ , the boys in jersey just don't do it for me." JJ gives me a cold glare and pinches me. I swat his hand away saying I'm joking before jumping on his back for him to give me a piggyback to the van.
The Kegger was definitely not the definition of laying low. I am most definitely tipsy as I lost track of how many beers I've even consumed. Kiara and I talk about the things I missed in her life, and in the middle of her talking about John B kissing her I spot something I don't like. I look across the beach and JJ is flirting with some kook girl . The random girl places her hand on his thigh while whispering God knows what in his ear, a lopsided smile present on his lips as she fakes a high pitch giggle.
" Oh hell no" I mumble to myself throwing back the last of my beer and marching in the direction of the pair despite Kiara's protest. I plop down on JJ's lap while extending my hand to the girl he was talking to offering a handshake.
" Hi nice to meet you I'm Melanie, I see you've met JJ. You see the thing is he's not single so bye bitch ." I shoo her away as she rolls her eyes at me in disgust. John B laughs while shaking his head at what he just witnessed. JJ half smirks while looking at me In shock. The Melanie JJ knew a year ago would never do something so bold. I pat his shoulder and smile before I strut away before he can even have the chance to ask what just happened.
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Nostalgia |JJ MAYBANK|
FanfictionNos·tal·gia noun- a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.