choose your ending. read this intro part first then jump to the ending you choose!
note: GUYS! IT’S HERE! this is my gift for 3k followers. i am so excited about this and i haven’t seen it in this fandom yet so hopefully i can bring something new & fun. i hope you enjoy ♡
word count: 1.9k + whatever ending you pick
summary: jj confesses he has feelings for you that he thought were unrequited. he gives you a choice, but before you can do anything, he shows up at your door.
“You sure you don’t want to come?” John B asked.
“The hurricane’s coming and you want to go surf?” You replied with a chuckle. “Good luck with that”
“Come on, we’ll have fun” Pope said. “We’ll keep you safe”
“No, really” You insisted, shifting from side to side.
JJ intervened with feigned confidence. “I told her I was gonna take her home”
Pope and John B exchanged wary looks. “Rafe’s gonna snap your head off” John B said with an amused look on his face. You tensed up at the mention of your boyfriend. More like ex boyfriend, but your relationship was extremely complicated considering the boy involved was the embodiment of that word.
“He’d be mad if we let her walk home alone. Besides, I wouldn’t be surfing anyways” JJ shrugged. “You guys go off and enjoy yourselves. We’ll text you later for tonight”
For a moment, you and JJ stared at each other in silence, but you both quickly dissolved into laughter.
“Thank you for saving me from that nightmare” You said gratefully. He relaxed, tendion washing away from him.
“I figured,” JJ said, offering a smile. “Bad news is you actually have to walk home with me”
You furrowed your brows. “It’s not bad news, J. I like spending time with you”
JJ didn’t say anything but his smile was worth a thousand words. There were times when you said things to him, completely innocuos things, which he couldn’t help but take with a double meaning. It was embarrassing for JJ, this crush on you that he had developed over time and he couldn’t even recall when it had surfaced. He was sure it had come about slowly, because it’s hard for him to fall for a girl. He was used to seeing girls come and go, but he had never felt something as intense as what he felt for you.
JJ shook his head suddenly. Those thoughts had plagued him for some time now and he hated every second of it. He thought he’d be able to get over them like any other crush, but this had been going on for months, and it didn’t look like it was going to stop any time soon.
Nothing felt uncomfortable during your walk together, not even the silence. You felt so at ease with JJ that you lost track of time. You didn’t remember feeling like that, ever.
You shook off your thoughts, knowing you’d have to go see Rafe sooner or later. Things with Rafe were so simple when you started dating that you genuinely felt like you’d found your perfect match. The thing is that the more he started getting vulnerable with you, the more you felt like you needed to get away. That was your toxic trait. You didn’t want to have someone depend on you, and he fully depended on you when you were the only thing bringing him some kind of relief. When you felt suffocated, you left. He called you, you came back, and then he left. It was a never ending circle that was hard to end because deep down you cared about him. That still didn’t mean he had the right to treat you nicely only when you were sleeping together.
“S-Sorry, what did you say?” You stuttered, putting your focus on him.
“I said, I’ll teach you how to surf someday” JJ said, his lip between his teeth.
You pursed your lips. “Mh, I’ll pass”
“What are you so scared of?” He inched closer to you.
You ignored his question as you stepped on your porch. “Here we are”
“Shit” JJ cursed under his breath, looking at the rain pouring down behind him.
“You wanna come in?” You asked, remembering you have the house all to yourself.
“R-Really? You sure?” He mumbled with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah, are you kidding? I am not letting you go home. You can sleep here” You said as you unlocked the door.
JJ kicked off his shoes, hopped on the bed and then curled up against the headboard. You put on a random movie from the selection of classics to keep you company as you waited to fall asleep. It didn’t feel weird, sleeping next to him. It wasn’t your first time sleeping with one of the pogues.
Sure, JJ was very affectionate, always touching and poking everyone in some way, and it made you feel special. You liked that he never kept his hands to himself but he would never do anything to make you feel uneasy.
You weren’t sure at which point in the movie he started to feel tired. He lied down beside you, your eyes drooping slowly, too. And within minutes, lulled by the comfort of being next to each other, you fell asleep.
JJ awoke before you, surprisingly. He began to move around, only to feel a body moving back against him. Your arm was draped over his waist, and you looked so peaceful that he wished he could look at you just a little bit longer. But JJ was confused about how they ended up actually sleeping next to each other, and woke up with butterflies from the proximity.
You stirred, rolling around the bed. You rubbed your eyes before slowly opening them.
“Morning” JJ said, trying not to look as vulnerable as he felt. “I, uhm, I was planning on leaving but I fell asleep”
“I told you could stay. I don’t mind it” You smiled at him as you moved to sit up.
And there you were again, with sentences that JJ could’ve misinterpreted. JJ was hit with the idea that he couldn’t take it anymore.
“You good?” You called after him after he popped out of the bed, his back facing you.
“Fine” JJ snapped, immediately regretting it. Nothing good ever happens if JJ snaps, all of his friends have learned it the hard way.
“What are we doing? We’ve been spending too much time together, Y/N” He stated quickly, like he had it on the tip of his tongue. “ We can’t keep doing this. I can’t—“
Your expression pained JJ beyond words. He sit up to approach the bathroom, and you quickly tried grabbing his arm. “What’s going on—“
“No!” JJ exclaimed, louder than he wanted it to sound. “I am serious. You’re with Rafe. I—Whatever this is, it’s not good for me”
“If you want space, that’s what you’ll get” You were angry. You had the right to be angry, right? He acted like nothing in the world mattered more than you and he was now pushing you away, confusing you even more. It made your heart ache way more than what you had expected.
JJ looked at you one last time, and when he saw the look in your eyes he was quick to grab up his personal belongings. He slipped on his shoes and you looked at him in silence. He didn’t say a word as he was out the door in less than a minute.
“What’s up with them?” Kiara murmured.
“They haven’t talked to each other for days” Pope stated.
“Maybe they had a fight. It’s not–Oh, they’re coming” John B said. You had heard their entire conversation but chose to pretend you didn’t. You didn’t want to have to think about JJ, mainly because the thought of him was already consuming you.
You loved how easy things were with him, why did he have to go and make everything so complicated?
JJ’s heart ached at the mere thought of you, but he turned off his emotions. He couldn’t really do anything about his decision to ask you for space. It was such an abrupt decision that he didn’t even realize what he was saying.
He saw you, but you didn’t acknowledge his presence. That’s what he wanted, right? Space. That’s what JJ needed, room to breathe and figure out if he could live knowing you probably didn’t think of him in a romantic way, or if he had to take even more space from you because he wouldn’t be able to handle it.
The thing is, JJ felt the urge to talk to you, so even if you tried to ignore him, he pulled you into a corner, away from the crowd at the Wreck.
“Y/N” He began, “I need you to know something. But, most importantly, I need you to listen to what I’m about to tell you, okay?”
“You can be so dense sometimes, you know that? I...um, this is hard for me. You wanna know why I asked you for space? Because the feelings I have for you have become more than platonic and it’s scaring the shit out of me. And it kills me to know that I can’t be with you because you are in a relationship with a guy that doesn’t treat you the way I could. I know I am not imagining things, I know you feel it too. I can’t keep doing what we do if we can’t be together.” He paused to take a deep breath, and you let him continue, ignoring your fluttering heart.
“Here’s what I propose. Think about what I said. I’ll text you before I go to bed asking you if I can come over. If you say yes, I’ll know you feel the same way and you’d be willing to work something out. If you say no, I swear I’ll drop it”
“If I say no, where does that leave us?” You asked. “I mean, do-do we stay like this?”
“It’ll be like we never had this conversation” He confirmed. “Trust me”
You felt your insides knot. You were faced with an important decision and you had to think quickly.
“This is unfair” You muttered. Why did he put you in that position?
“Life’s unfair” He replied. His mind went to Rafe, who was probably waiting for you. He knew he was never good to you, so talk about unfair.
You stared at JJ absent-mindedly, and he stepped back. “Text you later”
That night, your mind was racing. Your thumbs hovered over the text. You wrote yes, and then deleted it. Then you typed no, and you proceeded to delete that text, too. You decided that waiting would be better, and it would avoid any rushed decision that you could potentially regret.
You put your phone on the nightstand, and you laid down, your eyes fixed on the ceiling. Seconds later, you saw your screen light up.
JJ: i am sorry, please open up
You jerked up into a proper sitting position, your eyes wide. You heard hurried raps hitting the door, and your heart dropped.
You hopped off your bed, smoothing your tangled hair behind your shoulders, and you walked to the front door. A mixture of anger and anxiety swirled inside of you as you pulled open the door, bracing youself to see him again. You weren’t ready to sort things out, or even see him yet.
When you pull the door back you see...
1.) JJ anxiously biting his lip, his eyes glassy. (FLUFF)
2.) JJ running his hands through his hair, leaning against the door frame. (ANGST)
3.) JJ standing in front of you, his fists and jaw clenched. (SMUT)
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