IGNITION ❪ vinnie hacker ❫ *DISCONTINUED*

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"are you going to keep staring at it or are you actually going to come inside ?" vinnie's voice sent a chill down my spine and caused the hairs on my neck to stand. he wasn't in the drivers seat anymore and my head whipped around to find him outside the passenger door.

"i just.." i couldn't form words and what made it even worse was that he extended a hand out to me.

he saw how hesitant i was at first and for a moment i saw a flash of panic in his eyes. he forced a smirk and shook his head, "i'm not gonna bite."

"i know that." and i grabbed his hand, he pulled me out of the car gently and i almost ran into his chest. he was taller than i was. i felt so small when i peered up at him.

he was dreamy and some part of me still believed this was a fever dream. i've stayed composed for surprisingly long and hopefully my willpower is still stronger than my heart because this boy will turn me into a puddle if i'm caught off guard.

"you wanna walk in holding hands, do you ?" that smug smile appeared again like a disease. my cheeks felt hot, especially when i looked down to see his hand embracing my much smaller one.

"i-i'm...i'm sorry - " my hand turned cold when i pulled away from his. i tucked both of my hands into the back pocket of my work jeans. that just reminded me, i'm still completely in my work uniform.

man, i probably look like a bum next to vinnie.

"c'mon." he coaxed, head jerking towards the door of the milkbar. i nod, timidly following him like a lost lamb, my head staring at my work boots.

i've lost confidence in myself. i wish a fairy godmother would magic-fairy dust me to look nicer.

why do i care so much ?

i don't know me, i don't know at all.

as we walked in i had to take in the scenery, white and black checkered tiles, candy red lounges and stools, a jukebox in the corner.

wow. this is so cool !

the employees wore a striped uniform. the girls having dresses and an apron with their hair pulled back in a bun.

wait.

are they wearing rollerblades ?

holy shit. this is fucking awesome!

i followed vinnie to a booth that was vacant and as we sat down, i looked out the window to see all the busy people and cars. people were most likely out for the day with family or friends, maybe even both. most people don't work on the weekends and that counts my dad too since he runs his own business being a mechanic for a trade.

but he's been behind on some cars recently. majority of them just needed to be serviced with the occasional replacements of something like jacob's mustang.

i swear that car has been in our workshop more then it has been driven.

jacob always wants to do something to it or breaks something else for him to fix.

that's why i came in on the weekend because he needed help, but, my dad's a stubborn man so he won't ask for it directly.

luckily i can read my dad like a book.

i sat in the seat directly in front of vinnie. i look down to my work boots and see his very white shoes touch mine after he man-spread.

"careful, looks like those shoes are worth more than me and you combined." i jested. i peered back up as he chuckled. his adam's apple bobbing with amusement, his lips opening and curving into one of those beautiful toothy grins.