The Floozy • JJ MAYBANK • Outerbanks

•peter•

John B picked up Paris and put her over his shoulder.
By the time they were in the chateau, the girl had stopped hitting him, and was just desperately trying to squirm out of his grasp.
He put her down on the sofa, "Are you gonna pack that in for five minutes, so JJ can check if your hand is okay?"
JJ looked terrified, like he didn't want to go anywhere near the unpredictable girl.
"Why JJ?"
She swatted John B's hand away, adrenaline rushing through her.
"Because JJ knows how to patch things up. Just like do it man."
Paris brought her knees to her chest as JJ cautiously unwrapped her hand and winced at the sight.
"See, look what you've done, you're lucky it's not broken."
Kiara sat down next to the girl with a small smile, "stop making her feel bad, I'm sure she knows."
"You've got some moves though, you could beat JJ in a fight."
She nodded.
Both hands were unwrapped and bleeding heavily.
"You've almost taken all the skin off of this knuckle, doesn't that hurt?"
Paris moved to make herself more comfortable, and JJ flinched back.
" 'm sorry." She looked at him with sad eyes.
"I, um, I freaked out, I don't really know why. I just needed to hit something I guess."
The blonde boy immediately nodded, he could completely relate.
"The boat belongs to Scooter Grubbs. He died in the storm, and the money and gun was his."
Shaking her head, Paris began to speak, "that doesn't make any sense, we saw him begging -"
"That's why we think he was smuggling."
"We need to lay low, deny, deny, deny."
"Okay, have a kegger. I was going to go black out drunk tonight anyway."
They started walking to the van, when JJ said, "yeah no, I'm keeping an eye on you tonight. You've been too secretive recently- something's going on."
On the way to the boneyard, Pope cleaned and bandaged Paris' hands. The girl silently cursed herself, before deciding that she needed to stop showing emotions as much, she didn't like the way everyone was looking at her.
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The boneyard was now filled with all three groups of people, but not mixing too much.
John B noticed almost instantly that Paris' mask was back up, but chose not to ruin her night by mentioning it.
"Hey, I just wanted to say you look really pretty tonight, well I've only seen you tonight, I'm sure you look pretty all the time-"
The boy brought his hand to the back of his neck, grinning sheepishly. He had a mop of blonde curls, and a slight baby face. His eyes were a turquoise colour, and he was smirking slightly. To say he was attractive would be an understatement.

(Jeremy Sumpter can u rail me please also I named him after his best role don't kill me for lacking imagination)
"Yeah I haven't seen you around, what's your name?"
"Peter, I moved here last week. What's your name?"
"Paris." She smiled, ignoring JJ who was sending her a death glare.
"Do you wanna go for a walk down the beach?"
Paris grinned, nodding. Peter gently brushed her hand, before lacing his fingers in hers.
"You have a pretty smile."
"Thanks."
As soon as they were far enough away from the party, he sat down.
"So, first week in outerbanks, anything interesting happen?"
He shrugged, "I mean, I made friends, and I met a beautiful girl, what more do I need?"
For the first time in a while, Paris blushed. It's not like she doesn't get compliments, it's just it's usually JJ calling her hot. To her that's not really a compliment anymore.
"Who's your new friends then?"
"Kelce and Topper, another kid called Rafe hangs out with us, but I'm not a fan."
Out of instinct, she pulled a face.
"What, is that a deal breaker, cause I will literally never talk to them again if that means you'll let me take you on a date."
Chuckling, Paris shook her head, "Kelce and Topper aren't too bad, they might be classist but that's how they were brought up. Yeah maybe they start a few fights, but so do we. And anyway, I'm not gonna tell you not to be friends with someone just cause you're cute."
"You think I'm cute?"
She shrugged, "maybe. So what were you saying about a date?"
Paris may not like relationships, but she could use this boy as a rebound to stop her from liking JJ. And hey, maybe she would catch feelings while she was at it. He seemed sweet.
"Do you like the sea, or the stars, or both?"
She nodded.
"Meet me here at 7 tomorrow night? Bring swimming stuff if you want?"
Nodding again she pulled his phone from Peter's back pocket, making him shiver at the touch, and slide his coat over his lap.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving you my number, so you can message me tonight."
He grinned, taking it back.
"And as you tomorrow, I'll be here."
Paris smiled again, and Peter brought his hand gently to her cheek, closing the gap between them drastically.
"You know, you do have the prettiest green eyes."
She snorted, "my friend JJ, he said they look like mould."
He inched closer, "your friend JJ seems like he doesn't treat you well, that's no way to talk to a girl as pretty as you."
Peter's nose was almost touching hers.
"I would treat you so much better."
He was kissing her, pulling her onto his lap, and running his hands down her back.
She shifted in discomfort as the bulge in his pants grew.
"Fuck sorry-"
Shaking her head, Paris pushed him so he was on his back, and started moving her hips causing a groan to spill from the blonde boys lips.
He slid his hands up her shirt when a gun shot went off.
"What the fuck-"
"Fuck, I gotta go-"
Peter wrapped his hands around her waist, holding her close to him.
"It's not safe, and I wanted to ask you something first."
"Um, okay?"
"I know we haven't like, known each other for very long at all, but I feel this connection with you, do you wanna be my girlfriend- obviously if it's too soon then ignore this but I really think we could be something special."
In all honesty, Paris didn't feel the connection,  but still nodded. Anything to stop her feeling the way she felt about JJ.
"I've got to go back to my friends-"
"It's not safe."
"It'll be JJ shooting, I'll be fine."
He held onto her wrist, giving her a sinking feeling in her stomach.
"I don't think you should hang around with JJ anymore, he seems dangerous- maybe come round my house tomorrow? Now you're my girl and all."
She nodded, not knowing what to say. Something told Paris that Peter didn't take no for an answer. "I'll message you tonight okay?"
Nodding again she ran off, brushing sand out of her hair and holding back tears.
'fuck what have I gotten myself into now?'

Trust me to dip for a few days and then just randomly add a new character.
Also sorry for doing that I'm back now lmao 😌✌️
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