mama, he's a magic man

+ john paul jackson ; 31. north end. still point of the turning w o r l d. “in my past i’d wish for something d i f f e r e n t from what's within my grasp. now I've grown, i wouldn't trade my w o r l d with a n y b o d y that i've known.

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[xoxoholly]

She silently questioned the lack of drink in his hand, wondering how when everyone else seemed to have one glued to their palm. She took a sip of hers, speaking in the same high volumes as before, red and pink mood lighting falling on her face. “Oh yeah. All the time. Every night, actually. I’m a big UFC fan but since it’s off season I come here hoping to catch some action. No luck yet though.” The sarcasm was there, laced in her words, although she tried to look serious enough about it.

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

“If it’s a fight you’re looking for, I’m sure your luck will turn around soon... You see those two big guys over there?” John Paul looked at her for a moment before gesturing over to two men who sat arguing at the bar. “They’re regulars, and it doesn’t usually stay this calm for long when they’re here. I give ‘em five minutes before all hell breaks loose.” John smirked, shrugging his shoulders slightly at his comment.

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“Yeah. For you.” Harley snorted before she turned her attention towards the nearest bartender. “Hey, babe. So, we’re going to have this guy,” she paused to point at John Paul, “you know the lanky blonde, Brad Pitt wannabe. Well, he’s gonna be paying for my drinks and that pretty blonde’s over there.” she then pointed to the girl he’d recently insulted.

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

John Paul winked at the bartender, a small smirk positioned on his face as he eyed Harley. It was at this point that he realized she had no idea who he was--and if she wanted him to ‘pay’ for her drinks, than so be it. “It’s fine, Charlie,” he called out to the bartender, allowing his voice to boom over the music before he turned back to face Harley. “Order whatever you want. It’s on the house.”

[mistercevans]

“So that’s why you opened this one up, you were getting sick of not getting in anywhere else.” 

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

“Ha, ha. Well shit, you’ve caught me. Damn, I was sure this was gonna be a foolproof plan.”

[riley-m]

Riley watched as the man shrugged off the girl that was talking to him. “You know.” She looked from the guy next to her to the one that had shoo’d off the girl, “She’s probably going to cry herself to sleep.” 

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

John Paul laughed softly at the new woman’s comment, watching the one he’d just been talking to run off. “I mean, if you’re going to be a terrible conversation partner, it’s the least you deserve,” he responded, calling over the music. Plopping his hands into his lap, John fixed his gaze on Riley an offered a small smile. “I’d rather be honest than watch her force those bullshit stories on hundreds of other people.”

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Harley turned towards the man who’d been talking to a poor innocent girl who had just wanted to know something. “Wow. You’re lucky. I would have hit you for a lot less than that.” Harley said around the rim of her drink.

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

After John Paul’s attempt to stop the terrible conversation he’d found himself in the midst of, it was quickly--and thankfully--interrupted by a third party. John Paul sat up in his seat and gazed over at the brunette, the other girl having moved herself after his comment. With a slight wink and a smirk, he responded, “Good thing I wasn’t talking to you then, hon.”

[xoxoholly]

Her eyes followed him, never leaving him, flitting up to the ceiling as he hovered over her and blocked out the other person from view. Holly shook her head with a permissive smile on her face, answer loud because she wanted it to cut across the booming bass of the music. “Nope. Go right ahead.”

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

John sat himself next to her, confidence oozing from his being. Resting his hands in his lap, John gazed over at the woman beside him with a slight smirk and shrug of his shoulder’s. “You come here often?” John laughed softly at his own question, matching the loudness of her voice as he spoke.

[mistercevans]

Casper’s eyebrow raised, he wasn’t used to people talking to him like that. He didn’t like it. “The point is, this club sucks. I’m going somewhere else.” 

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

"Good luck getting in anywhere else,” John Paul laughed softly, watching Casper from the corner of his eye as he spoke. “From my experience, bouncers don’t usually take kindly to little shit’s.”

[xoxoholly]

Holly sat in a corner by herself. Her friend had gone for drinks maybe ten, fifteen minutes ago and still wasn’t back so she made a good guess she was in a bathroom somewhere hooking up. For her part, she was happy to sit and sip on her drink through the bright plastic straw, eyes magnetically drawn to the man a few seats away who seemed not at all impressed with his conversational partner at hand.

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

John Paul’s eyes drifted to the brunette’s as her own wandered to him, his ears blocking out every word that came out the person next to him’s mouth. “Excuse me,” he stated matter-of-factly, rather than in the form of an apology, rising from his seat and leaving the conversation he had so desperately wanted to escape. He took a few steps closer to the girl, blocking out the rest of his surroundings as he gazed at the open seat next to her. “Miss, is this seat taken?”

[johnpauljackson-blog1]

“Is there any way you could get to the point?... Or, y’know, just stop talking all together?”

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