Jawn Rocha One-Shot (NB story)

A/N: hello!! This one-shot is dedicated to my parent, Mad_AllTheTime .They're the best NB parent you could ask for. go check them out!!!

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Anne walks into the library, books in hand, and wallet in the other. They came in here mostly to look at the rows and rows of records in the back of the store. It was always their favorite place to sit down and read a book, with the soft music ringing in their ears.
Once they had returned their books, exchanging them with an old and tattered history book, they calmly walked to the back of the store, down the few steps, and into their little haven. They looked around. Around at the record player in the corner, the chair right in front of the window, the endless rows of music.
They rushed to the records like a two year old at the candy shop. Not a few seconds later and they had inserted a Bob Dylan album into the record player. They quickly plopped down on the chair, and opened their book.
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(Jawn's POV)
       I entered the library, awkwardly pulling down at my lilac skirt every now and then. I automatically went over to the rustic bookshelf which held a wooden ladder. I raised my camera, taking a few shots. I quickly admired the photographs before running down the steps to the basement. As per usual, I was used to walking down, turning on a random Queen album, while taking pleasing shots. Then, I sit down and actually admire everything before leaving without a trace. My plans were drastically changed however, when I saw a small figure curled up on the only chair, with their boots up and their book propped on the side of the chair. (does that make sense? let's pretend it does.) I stared at the mysterious beauty for too long, because before I knew it, they were staring right back at me.
"I'm Jawn Rocha, and I love your eyes" is what I had planned to say.
"I-I'm Jawn. Hi. Your eyes are...amazing." is what actually stumbled out of my mouth. Damn you, Jawn. You had one job.
The person giggled at my nervousness. "I'm Anne, I like your eyes too, Jawn." We stared at each other for a few moments before they actually understood that they had been sitting in the only space available.
"Oh, i'm sorry. Would you like a seat?" they asked blushing.
I smiled, "If it's not too much trouble."
They scooted over, patting the now empty space next to them.
"So, tell me about yourself, Jawn."
My cheeks flushed. Them? Know about me? Oh well.
"Well, uh, my name's Jawn. You already know that. I'm a photographer, I love Queen. And i'm non-binary" I mumbled out the last part, making me barely audible. They gasped suddenly, with a look of plain shock on their face. The shocked expression was soon replaced by a wide grin.
"Well. I'm Anne. I'm a drummer. Queen's pretty cool...but The Ramones are better. (if you don't actually like the ramones just change it idk) And, guess what? I'm non-binary too."
A wide grin tugged at my lips. This might be the start of a very strong friendship after all.
*le time skip brought to you by otto's goddamned legs*

"Oh my gosh! You have to be kidding me." Anne said in between laughs as I told her about the time my friends and I visited Florida, and about the stupid things we did. (ik jawn wasn't in the florida video but w/e it's fanfic)
"Nope. One hundred percent true," I stated.
Anne stole a look at their watch. "Well, I have to get going. Let me get your number though, we could like, hang out and stuff" They said. We quickly exchanged numbers before going our separate ways.

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Anne's POV:
I happily skipped all four flights of steps until I reached the apartment. I unlocked the door to hear screaming.
"JANELLE, YOU TELL ME THE WIFI PASSWORD OR ELSE THERE'S HELL TO PAY"
Multiple screams were followed, mostly by Kat.
I decided I had enough.
"KAT, YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR I WILL DRINK ALL OF YOUR ORANGE JUICE."
"YOU WOULDN'T DARE."
I rushed up to them, squealing.
"I have something to tell you, so listen up. I met someone-"
I was cut off by Sarah's squeaking, "WHO WAS IT? WERE THEY CUTE? DID THEY LIKE YOU? DID YOU LIKE THEM? SPILL IT ALL."
I rolled my eyes, "Their name is Jawn, they're non-binary. They're adorable!"
And two hours went by, with all of us cheering.

Jawn's POV (again):
I ran up the steps to our apartment, unlocking the door. I walked into the kitchen where I saw Otto sitting on the floor eating chocolates.
"Otto. Get off the floor. Go gain some weight, goddammit. This isn't fair. You aren't fair."
He giggled before looking at me, "what's got ya so hyper, Jawn?"
I smiled slightly, as if I was reliving the memories of Anne.
"Before I tell you, where are Aws and Geoff?"
"Oh, they're in the living room, playing video games."
I yanked Otto off the floor, dragging him with me to the living room.
"Heyyy Jawn. What's up, dude?" Awsten asked, not taking his eyes off of the Mario Kart game.
I rolled my eyes at him, before slowly walking over to the TV and pulling out the plugs. The screen automatically went pitch black.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?" Screeched Geoff.
"It's because I have something to tell you!!" I whined.
And so I explained to them what went down in the library. (oh my gosh that sounds so wrong)

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   And so, for several months later, all those two did was meet up. They were so close, they were practically inseparable.
And nobody wanted that to ever change.

A/N: Oh gosh i don't know how to end a story at all lmao.
Anyways, this was my first story. How'd ya like it?
Because if you liked it...then haha, i may or may not have like 16 drafts. Welp. give me feedback. thanks. xx
Sarah