[COMPLETED] 18+⚠️: Contains mature and sexual content // enemies to lovers
"I hate you." I repeated as I continued to walk toward her, causing her to touch the closed refrigerator with her back as she backed away. "I hate you so much that sometimes...
"Would you destroy Something perfect in order to make it beautiful?" - Gerard Way
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"I'll choose the next song, you don't seem to have any taste in music. Be glad I don't want to kill you anymore, this is outrageous," Ashley said annoyed. She whined at my choice of songs and kept skipping them, which is why I was considering strangling her.
I was shocked that she didn't know most of the bands and their songs that I was playing. Apparently she was the one with no taste in music. And this is how I'm supposed to get through the next few hours in the car?
We were on our way to Niall's summer house to get the USBs, but we didn't really have a clue how far we had to go because we were somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Kaiden had taken us pretty far away and so the drive takes longer.
Our plan is to return to the lake house as soon as we have the USBs and stay there for a few days. It's safe there and Kaiden won't be able to find us so quickly, if at all, since this property is not connected to any of us in any way. Let's just hope that this is true...
It was strange to wake up in the same bed with each other, because this time it was voluntary and fuck...of course our legs were tangled with each other, what else....
It's getting embarrassing how much I liked waking up like that. That's definitely why I will never admit it. After all, we did agree to never cuddle with each other.
Okay shit, we also said we wouldn't fuck anymore and now look at us....
"Come on, just because you're unsophisticated and clearly have never listened to really good music doesn't mean you have to downgrade mine." I replied as I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel and peeked over at her.
She had made herself comfortable in the passenger seat and was wearing sweatpants just like me. When we woke up we had to look for clothes in the house because ours are still in Niall's summer house and we only had what we wore in the club. In addition, she was wearing a blue tank top, which is why you could clearly see the bruises on her neck.
She wore her hair down, but had tucked the side strands behind her ears, which is why you could see the H.S imprints of my two rings on the side of her neck.
"Whatever." she sighed with an eye roll. "How much longer do we have to drive?" she then asked.
"Another hour, maybe. So you can stop complaining about being in the car with me any longer." I huffed as I flexed my fingers on the steering wheel.
I noticed her looking at my fingers especially at my rings. And every time I see me rings now, I have to think of her. I liked seeing my initials on her neck, just like on her ass. It turned me on that she would always be reminded of me. And last night she admitted that she liked it too.
