Two Lone Artists (Male Character x 100T Girls and more)

Party of the Century (smut)

You give her a look of disbelief. There was no way she was actually gonna let her drive her brand new Lamborghini!??

"Are you okay?" she asks.

"I-I dont know... When did you get this?"

"Today... Why?"

"No reason. Are you sure I can drive it?"

She looks at you like a child for a second.

"Y/n, do you know how to drive?"

"Yeah bu-"

"Then it's okay. I have insurance, and you break it, you buy it..."

Your heart sinks into your gut and you feel a bit on edge. Should you actually go through with driving it? Is that even worth the risk?

She notices your anxious nature and tries to alleviate any worries.

"I was just kidding Y/n... Don't worry about it. You'll do just fine, I trust you."

You nod your head, "Okay, Rae. If you trust me, that's all I need to hear. You ready?"

"Ready!"

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The takeoff was a bit rough, the cars acceleration was like no other you'd ever driven. You got used to it quickly, however, and the handling made all your worries go away.

So once you finally got comfortable, you start up a conversation with Rae.

"First big party of the year huh?... Are the usually this hyped up beforehand?" You ask.

"Not exactly. They're always cool and all, but this year is going to be bigger than ever."

You sigh a very slight sigh.

"That doesn't exactly make my worries go away..."

She shakes her head.

"Y/n, you have nothing to worry about. Literally everyone likes you already, just keep it up"

You turn to her for but a second, keeping your attention of the road.

"Thank you Rae... I lov-"

You turn away quickly, realizing your mistake.

Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!!

"Oh... Uh. Um...."

She turns away awkwardly and you notice that she was obviously flustered.

"Rae, I-I..."

"Y/n, shut up. I... I think..."

"What?"

Rae's Pov:

You smile, even being in his presence just made you happy. It made little sense, you'd know each other for such a short period of time but he stole your heart. He was different than the other guys, and now he had accepted your flaws and forgiven you even when you felt you didn't deserve it.

That's why what happened next scared you...

"I lov-"

He what!? He... Loves...me? Is this all moving too quick??? Do I love him back?

You awkwardly respond:

"Oh... Uh. Um...."

He instantly tries to smooth things over by apologizing, but you don't let him. That last question you asked yourself.... You knew the answer...

Y/n Pov:

"Y/n... I... I think I love you too..."

Your heart sinks.