you were a pogue, and john b’s sister. There was a very clear rule; no pogue gets with you. Especialy jj, his best friend and quite the player. Jj wasn’t the smartest, hut he had his heart in the right place. You and jj have always had a thing for each other. You were the only one he trusted to rely on, the only one he could be vulnerable with. The only one he felt truly loved with. the only one he loved. For the first time ever he could see a future with someone, or a future at all. You are the only girl he ever took seriously. you had always been his girl, his woman. And he would always he your man. But it could never be official. Because of your brother, his bestfriend

and when did he realize he loved you? Tonight. he went home, only to get abused but his father. When he got back from the chateau you were the only one awake. That night you spend 4 hours in the bathroom. you took care of every bruise and every cut, expecting nothing in return. When he said he was hungry but his lips were to swollen to eat, you made him a smoothie. that night, he knew he loved you more than anything, more then himself

after he finished he smoothie you took the glass from him and cleaned it, you helped him back into his shirt, and straightened out his hair. It was way past midnight and definitely time to go to bed. while you were trying not to drown into jj’s ocean blue eyes. Jj was deep in thought, he was hesitant to leave the bathroom. he didn’t want to be alone. He was still shaken up and didn’t feel safe or peaceful enough to fall asleep. He knows he shouldn’t think this but if he was honest to himself; he’d do anything to go to your room tonight and just be wrapped in your arms.