NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS
it's what the title says ;)
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-jordy ✨
(i suck at writing smut but i can tryyyy)
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HIS JAW LINE IS GOING TO KILL ME
OK SORRY, BACK TO THE IMAGINE
It was about 9:30 PM, John wasn't home. He promised he'd be here at 7, and well it's not 7.
This is what he said: "ok, I promise I'll be there at 7, at the latest."
Yeah, right.
He knows how I feel about being left alone in hotels. Who would wanna be alone, surrounded by a bunch of people that could do anything?
Not me.
I decided to just go to bed, I mean it's not like anything's gonna happen right? He's probably gonna be out all night.
I climbed in bed and pulled the covers up slowly covering my feet. It was cold.
After awhile, I drifted off to sleep wondering where the hell he was.
The loud noise of the door shutting woke me up. He's in for it, I decided to pretend to sleep.
John walked into the room and climbed into bed. His arm draped over my waist.
"I know your not sleeping." John said and I breathed in slowly.
I turned to face him. God, he was beautiful. But I'm supposed to be mad at him.
"You're late." Is all I said to him even though he probably already knew that.
"I know. I'm sorry, but I just got a little caught up and I know I said I'd be here and I wasn't but you gotta believe me I tried." John said and I guess he was right.
But of course, me being the bitch I am didn't believe him.
"Right." I said sharply and he frowned at me before turning on his other side. I scoffed and turned to my other side.
I knew I shouldn't have snapped at him. I had such a guilty feeling in my stomach. It had been no more than 5 minutes and I felt bad.
I turned to face him again and sighed.
"Johnny?" I asked quietly. He stirred a bit under the covers.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry." I said. I'm not usually the one to say sorry. John turned to meet my eyes and put his hand on my forehead.
"Are you feeling ok?" He asked giggling and I just pushed his hand away playfully.
"I'm sorry okay? Don't push it Johnnyboy." I warned and he wrapped his arms around me. I soon fell asleep feeling the embrace of the boy I loved so so much.
