#fixatedontheproblemandtw

I fangirl over random things hahah but it’s very nice to meet you!

Probably >.< hahaha, mostly likely, once I get passed the “awkward, hi you’re new excuse the fangirlling” stage then basically I fangirl about other random things hahah

:D hola, I’m Janessa yet you may also call me Nessa, Ness, Jay, Canadian Person, Mama Ness, Nesslyn(courtosy of Maggie) or anything else. I’m a James girl and I have staked on him with my friends, except Abby cause Abby is vicious and I’m scare to fight her. Anyway, I’m…

ASDFKJASFJKAJSF don’t worry about it omg asdfghjhgfd

It is settled tho

I was feeling inspired so I decided to write something quick for Ness. It's not my best work but I had fun with it. Hope you're doing okay, darling.

Jay sat at the bar, staring down at his glass. The dark liquid swirled around, the ice cubes clinked. He was glaring, he couldn’t help it.

Ness had been with him that night, they’d just gone out for a quick drink. He had planned on taking her home and having his way with her like he had a hundred times. 

But she’d seen that guy in the suit across the bar and her eyes had lit up. She knew him from some work party or something, Jay hadn’t really payed attention to that part. He had been too busy sizing the man up, looking at his freshly pressed suit, dress shoes, and clean-shaven face. 

Jay had an ego, just like every guy. And he tried his hardest to keep his walls up, not show when that ego had been knocked. But this guy just rubbed him the wrong way. He was too smooth, too perfect. 

He trusted Ness. He knew she would never do anything to hurt him. But Jay could be possessive when he needed to be. And tonight was no different.

He was a little buzzed from his whiskey, he had to admit. And maybe that was what made him do what he did when Ness came back over to him.

She gave him a warm smile and took a sip of her Cosmo. He stood up from the bar and grabbed the martini glass out of her hands, placing it down on the countertop. She gave him a look but he simply smiled down at her.

He could see the man in his peripheral vision, staring at them. No, not at them. At her. Ness had worn a tight black dress that showed off her figure and silver heels that made her the perfect height for him. She looked stunning and Jay could see that the man appreciated that. 

But she was his. And this guy needed to know that. 

She gave a little yelp as one of Jay’s arms wrapped around her waist, tugging at her hips and pulling her close to him. His other arm reached up, letting his hand gently tug on her hair. He tilted her head back and forced her to look up at him. 

He could tell that she was confused as to what had gotten into him. But there was also that little glint in her eyes, that spark that told him that she liked him like this.

He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. She tried to press her lips against him but his grip in her hair tightened, keeping her still. He moved down to her neck, sinking his teeth into her soft skin. He could hear her little gasp in his ear, her little whimper at the pain.

“Jay,” she whispered, “control yourself. We’re in public.”

He knew she didn’t mean it, knew she liked this just as much as he did. He pulled away from her neck, letting his eyes dart over to where the man was still staring. A glare had formed across his features, his expression dark.

Jay gave a smirk, looking down at Ness.

“You’re mine,” he murmured. “All mine.”

She smiled up at him. “All yours, baby.”

“C’mon, let’s go home,” he said, his hand releasing her hair as he turned her towards the door. One hand moved to the small of her back, the pressure reassuring her. 

They made their way through the crowded bar, Jay keeping his eyes on the man, who had sat down on one of the stools, dejected. 

They walked out the door, into the dark, cold night. Ness shivered and Jay looked down, realizing her dress was strapless. He tugged on the sleeves of his jacket, pulling it off and placing it across her shoulders. 

He put his arm around her as they walked down the street, heading home to their apartment. 

She was his, she always would be. And he was hers. She had the exact same power over him as he had over her. 

She turned around, giving him a smile before winking and running off in the direction of their apartment, her heels clicking on the sidewalk. 

He rolled his eyes and let out a laugh as he watched her run.

“Catch me if you can!” she yelled, her hair flying behind her in the wind.