Summer House AU || isalxve
The curly haired lad unpacked a bunch of grocery bags, grinning at the bottles of wine and marshmallows -- in case they decided to make a camp. The bottles? -- ... It tasted nice. Jon hurried and picked a room for himself, finding out that the house only had a minimum amount of rooms, some having to share. He didn't really mind, they were all friends.
He'd only arrive less than twenty minutes when he heard another car drive up from outside. Jon stuck his head out of the window, finding one of the girls arriving. He gave her a small smile from afar, waving at her before actually getting out of the house, to help her with her bags. "Hey, Belle," most of their friends called her by 'Izzy', but Jon didn't really like that. So, therefore, Belle. "You're officially the second to come here, fun, right?" the boy cheekily chuckled, before leading her up to the house.












