You and Jj were both Pogues, he was your brothers best friend, so you had practically grown up together. Jj and you had undoubtably grown closer and closer over the years; and it's not like neither of you minded. You both shared the same intrests: surfing, smoking...that's it really- but still.

Jj had started living with you and your brother, John B, since he'd rather not return to his actual home with his abusive alcoholic dad. He slept on the couch most nights but sometimes he'd crawl into your bed at night- not in a weird way, just for comfort. You never minded him sleeping in your bed, it was nice to wake up to JJ's sleepy face.

anyways, few months back you had started dating Topper- that's right, Topper. The biggest jerk on the whole planet- well, so thought all of the Pogues (except you of course).

Jj loathed Topper, he was a controlling, possesive freak. Jj knew that he could treat you better, he didn't even know he liked you romantically yet, he just knew he could treat you like a princess if he had the chance. He saw your face when you were with topper, how you were always watching yourself around him; but with jj and the Pogues you were calm, lively.

you come back from a date with topper, your fists clenched in annoyance as you slam the door behind you. Your brother was in the shower, jj on the couch, watching 'die hard'. "I take it the date didn't go well." he said, looking up at you for only a second.