JJ never knew what he would do next, the only thing he did know was he couldn’t stop. You and him were always off and on, and you swore to him you wouldn’t be like your mom, having a broken heart like her. He wished he could be a little less dramatic over how the breakups happen between you two.

But he would leave you to hold the matches. JJ knew you two were similar in many ways, and he realized that’s why you bickered; you didn’t want to be your mother, and he didn’t want to be his father.