❝SLUT❞ ‣ JJ MAYBANK ❪ OUTER BANKS. ❫

CHAPTER ELEVEN.

"Very classy." Lana agreed. "But unfortunately we have about—" Lana checked her invisible watch.

"A couple orders ahead of you so why
don't you guys just go ahead and wait by the
bar?" JJ finished her statement.

Lana grinned cheerfully and grabbed JJ's hand. "Help yourself to the uh , hors d'oeuvres."

What Lana thought would be a quick confrontation , turned south fairly quickly when Rafe spun around to his friends. "Guys , Lana's
little servant here , JJ , is gonna serve us some
hors d'oeuvres." He jabbed.

"Don't talk down on him like that , Rafe." Lana quickly defended him but JJ squeezed her hand.
She huffed but remained calm.

Before Lana knew it , JJ was tugging Lana's
hand as Rafe and his friends chased them down.
She huffed annoyed and gripped the bottom of her dress. "All I wanted was a dance! A dance. Notice that? It's singular. Just one would've been—"
Lana paused when she looked over to see JJ's expression. "I guess I'll shut up and run now."

She could hear people gasping and chatting
about their outburst into the party but neither of them cared. JJ just wanted Lana safe— even if that meant dragging her into the men's bathroom. His hand left hers for no more than a second , and
that's when Lana felt a hand that definitely wasn't JJ , grab her back and pull her into their chest.

"Lana!" She heard JJ call before he was pushed back by Rafe's friends. Lana squirmed in the person's arms but their biceps held their ground around her neck. They drug her beside Kelce and
JJ— tears forming in her eyes as Rafe chatted
with his friends about what to do with him.

Hearing Lana beside him made JJ thrash in
Kelce's arms. "Let her the fuck go , Kook."

Lana felt her blood pulsing in her veins while anxiety pushed through. "Please let him go..."
Lana whined. "He didn't do anything."

Rafe chuckled dryly. "Very Lana of you to care about a Pogue. Always were such a..." his eyes roamed her body as if they were undressing her
and JJ thrashed angrily at the look in Rafe's eye. "Sweet thing. Too bad you're a slut and the only person you can get to fuck you is a dirty Pogue."

"Shut the fuck up." Lana seethed.

"Very Rafe of you. Five on one?" JJ gasped.

"If you could please stop talking— the both of
you , actually. It's very disrespectful. I'm trying
to hit a ball." Rafe remarked.

Lana scowled at Rafe's teasing. Her temper sparked and Lana couldn't help bur squirm harder. "Stop being a pussy , Rafe and fight your own battles." She choked through her rage.

JJ turned his head briefly to Lana and shook his head , begging her to stop talking. If they wanted
to beat on him then fine— he could take it.

Rafe tapped his chin and moved forward ,
spiking JJ's anger even more. "You get the hell
away from her or I swear to—"

"To what? God?" The Cameron boy laughed.
Lana shut her eyes as Rafe's finger slid on her cheek. "You know Lana , I have to confess something to you. When Topper told me you had finally sent
him that picture , I was... surprised at best."