Superhero// jc caylen fanfic

Sixteen

I wake up with my legs around Jc's body and his arms around me.

"Hey." I say waking him up.

He opens his eyes and sticks his lips out, giving me a duck face.
He closes his eyes again and I kiss his lips.

"You know what I miss right now?" I ask.

"Hmm?" He asks sleepy.

"The beach." I frown.

He smirks.
"Wanna go?" He asks.

"Can we bring the whole group?" I ask after nodding.

"Duh." He says.

"Let's go!" I say excitedly as he gets out of bed.
I pull him by his hand, running down the stairs and dragging him with me.

"BEACH TIME! PACK RIGHT NOW!" I yell.

"What?" Kian says.

"BEACH! pack! NOW" I say.

He shrugs and walks upstairs with Jay.

"We need to pack too." I point out.

"Yeah." Jc adds and we walk back upstairs.

I pack my phone charger, lotion, perfume, clothes, Pajama's, shoes, and many more electronics.

Jc packs just about the same things and everyone was done around thirty minutes later.

We all just had to shower.
I showered and straightened my hair.
I added some light pink lipstick, a light pink cut sweater, some light high waisted jeans with rips and my white converse.

Jc wore a plain pink shirt, some darker skinny jeans and a blue and orange bandanna around his head.

"That's my baby." I say to him.

"You better be talking to your imaginary friends about me." He says.

"Nope." I say.

He gives me a dirty/confused look.

"I was talking to myself about you." I grin.

He hugs me, as we forget we left the door open.

"I hate to break another one of your cheesy moments, but we've been waiting for you enough already." Jay says sassily.

I smile and sigh.
"Fine." I say and grab jc's hand.
He carries both of our bags in his other hand. I told him no, and I felt bad but he insisted.

We all get to the car and Kian drives first. "Who wants some tunes?" Kian asks.

"No!" I say.
I'm not a huge fan of 80's music and depending on what mood Kians in, he plays either good music or older stuff.

"Noo shut it up!" Jay turns it off, since she was in the passenger seat.

Kian frowns.
"I don't like it." He says in his crab face voice.

"Me either." I joke and give Jc the other side of the headphone.

"Pick a song." I say and hand him my phone.

He picks "I hate u, I love u" and I listen to the lyrics.

I miss you when I can't sleep
Or right after coffee
Or right when I can't eat
I miss you in my front seat
Still got sand in my sweaters from nights we don't remember
Do you miss me like I miss you?
fucked around and got attached to you
Friends can break your heart too, and I'm always tired but never of you.
If I pulled a you on you, you wouldn't like that shit.
I put this real out, but you wouldn't bite that shit.
I type a text but then I never mind that shit.
Oh, oh, keep it on the low.
Your still in love with me but your friends don't know
If you wanted me you would just say so
And of I were you, I'd never let me go.

Deep.
Jc was smiling looking out the window, but all I could think about was Josiah.

It sounded like him dining and everything, I'm not at all in love with him, I'm in love with Jc. But apparently Josiah thinks I love him and he's been texting me nonstop.
Jc'd kill him if he found out.
Its not even I don't want to hurt his feelings, he deserves it.
He was such an idiot, he cheated on me twice, the first time I didn't know.
He thinks be can get me back, but I've found something more, and someone special.

I rub the back of jc's knuckles with my finger.
I'll never let him go.
I felt the need to run my fingers through his hair and give him affection 24/7.

I smiled at him admiring the nature through the window, not paying attention to anything.

I love how he looks when he isn't trying. He looks so focused and adorable.

He looks over laughing.
"Why the hell are you hard core staring at me?"

I shrug and laugh.
He grabs my finger and makes me stop playing with his hand.

He intertwines our fingers and sits our locked hands to the side, he took his seat belt off and layed on my lap.

"Are you comfy yet?"

"Yeah." He says.

I let go of his hand and play with his curls.

"Noodle hair." I say, I know he hates it.

"Stop!" He whines.

I laugh and close my eyes.