𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 || 𝒋𝒋 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌 [discontinued]

★ 16 - break my heart

a/n: there is another important question related to a potential second JJ book at the end of the chapter..... take a sec to answer for me :) i'd like some opinions...

"you say we're just friends but i swear when nobody's around,
you keep my hand around your neck, we connect, are you feeling it now?
i got so high the other night, i swear to god, i felt my feet leave the ground
your back against the wall, this is all we've been talkin' about."

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JJ's POV

"Me?" She asks, pointing her finger to her chest, eyes big. 

The ends of my lips tug into a gentle smile, "Only you. Is that so hard to believe?"

The girl shrugs and leans her head back against the wooden cabinets, her hands grabbing a hold on my own, "You're always with different girls at parties. I merely assumed." I watch her thumbs rub against the silver metal of the rings wrapped around my fingers.

A constant wave of butterflies enter my body as I continue to gaze down at her. Her small fingers feel incredibly soft on my skin. 

"They're just flings. Hooking up. Sex." I mutter, closely examining her reactions, "They're nothing compared to you."

She stops her movements at the word 'sex' making me smirk at her childish actions. 

"What's your body count?" Izzy suddenly asks, curiously looking up at me.

"Why? Wanna add to it?" I raise my eyebrows sarcastically. 

To be completely honest, I was more interested in her body count. I've seen her kiss a couple dudes, other than me, I mean. But I've never seen her go into a room with one of them. For I know, she could still be a virgin, but I highly doubt that.

She awkwardly laughs and shakes her head, "You wish."

"If you're that horny we can always just grab a room—" 

"Stop thinking with your dick for a second and keep it in your pants." She snaps back, lightly slapping my chest in which I quickly react by holding onto her wrist. A little smirk laces across my lips as Izzy looks up at me in thought. The fact that she was standing so close to me only added to the increasing beats of my heart that lay below her small hand atop of my bare chest.

"Your heart's beating really fast..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as I keep my hand on her wrist. Izzy's eyebrows furrow as she focuses harder on the pulsations. 

"You can do whatever you want with it." I say, directing my words towards the beating muscle below her hand. "You can shatter it into a million pieces, throw it into the dirt, or even break it if you choose to— but it's yours."