Your relationship with JJ was confusing. No one knew if you were dating, if you were friends or if you were just hooking up. But one thing was certain: you certainly had feelings for each other. However, for some stupid reason, neither of you two would admit it.

But you both seemed jealous. The two of you argued as if you were a couple, although you weren't in a position to demand anything from each other since you weren't actually dating.

One day you were arguing because JJ was jealous of you with another Pogue at a party. He dragged you against your will to the chateau, where you were arguing. He was tired of this doubt. He was tired of having to swallow his jealousy most of the time and he was tired of pretending he didn't care about all this shit.

"And what the hell are we?! Huh?!" he yelled, cutting you off as you yelled at him. He looked at you, his eyes begging for an answer. "Don't tell me we're just friends, 'Cause that doesn't make sense, okay?!"