The Floozy • JJ MAYBANK • Outerbanks

•I'm in love with her•

*alright fine you're in love with her, have you ever actually met her?*

"Paris can you hear me?"
"What do we do?"
"Where did she learn to fight like that, I mean I'm not complaining- it was hot but-"
"JJ!"
"What? It's true."
"Just shut up, shut up."
"He got her bad, should we call someone?"
"Does anyone know what to do? Good ideas only- I'm looking at you JJ."
"What!"
"Yeah I do, shut up." Paris groaned as she opened her eyes.
Clutching her hand, JJ pulled her to her feet, catching her as she lost her balance.
"Woah, easy there, princess." She could almost feel the boy smirking behind her.
"If you call me princess one more, I'll choke you out as well."
"Kinky, I like it."
"Ew."
John B helped JJ carry the girl inside, while Kie and Pope followed.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?"
She hummed in appreciation as Pope passed her a bag of frozen peas.
"You know my moms ex, Jack? The military one?"
They all nodded.
"Well, he taught me how to fight, we were really close."
"What happened to him?"
Paris stayed silent for a moment, before answering, "he knew what my mom was like, he was gonna adopt me then we were gonna move away-start fresh. But then he went out and never came back for me."
Everyone mumbled their sorry's.
"Okay but who did I actually just fight? What were they doing here, and where were you?"
"Uh, the square groupers that shot at us, coming to chop up John B-"
"No they weren't-"
"Okay maybe just get his compass, and in the chicken pen."
Paris pulled a face. "The chicken pen?"
"Uh yeah, and bad news- um the rooster died."
"What Chicken Wing is dead?"
Spluttering, Pope looked at her and shook his head, "you called the rooster chicken wing?"
"Yeah, cause like it will turn into a chicken wing eventually?"
"No, just no," Pope sighed, exasperated.
"The lighthouse."
"Huh?"
"John B what ever crack you're on, I want some," Paris giggled.
"I second that."
"No no no, redfield lighthouse? The one my dad loves?"
The three realised what he meant, the other girl stood confused.
"John B, I think you need to explain to my girlfriend." JJ smirked and looked at the others.
"What? No way!"
"Wait, are you serious?"
They both nodded. Paris looked at her feet and tucked her hair behind her ears, blushing.
"How long have you been waiting to slide that into the conversation?"
"So so long," he slung his arm over Paris' shoulder, who laughed.
"Okay back on task-"
"Party pooper."
"Just get in the Twinkie," John B shook his head.
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After John B and Kie had gone into the lighthouse, and Pope had walked away to study, Paris and JJ were left on their own.
"JJ I swear to god if you don't stop fussing I'll break up with you- I'm fine."
The boy stopped putting cream on her newly formed bruises, and smirked.
"Would you actually though?"
"No."
He chuckled, shaking his head.
"You know, I don't think the others would notice if you had a few more bruises-"
He was cut off by Paris' giggles. She gently pushed his shoulder.
Biting his lip, JJ placed a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could get a better look.
"Still as beautiful as ever," he mumbled.
Paris closed the very small amount of space between them.
Using his body, JJ gently pressed her body against the tree, and placed his arm above her head to stabilise himself. Her hands flew into his hair, as she deepened the kiss.
The boy gently traced his hands over her stomach, before pulling her onto his lap with one arm.
"Cops! Cop- oh. Get in."
The pair sprung to their feet and climbed into the back of the twinkie.
Paris sat next to JJ, her head on his shoulder and his hand on her inner thigh. She began to fiddle with his rings.
"So," Pope said awkwardly, "you two are like properly-"
"Yes."
"And you were, you know?"
"Pope, I love you man, but please stop talking."
They chuckled and stopped at JJ's house. The blonde boy went inside to get food, leaving Pope and Paris sat on the grass.
"Hey, um Paris?"
"Yeah?"
The boy scratched his head and fiddled with some grass, "how would I go about, you know getting a girl?"
"Are we doing this right now? Am I giving you the girl talk-"
"Paris-"
"Oh my god I'm so excited, I've been waiting for this since I was born."
The boy chuckled and looked at her, "I think I'm in love. But I don't know- I don't know how to make her, I need help, okay?"
Paris nodded, a solemn expression on her face. "Okay well who are we talking about, it's vital for me to know."
Pope looked at the ground and mumbled something.
"What."
He did it again.
"Pope, baby, you're gonna have to speak up if you want my help."
"I'm in love with Kie, okay? And I'm really freaking out."
"Oh shit."
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