Ghost x Reader: Looking Out For Me

32. Tacos?

"Can we get tacos?"

"No."

"Why not!?"

"Cause I said so."

"That's not a fair response!"

"You'll live."

"Come on, you can use the 50,000 I sent you."

"I'm keeping the money for myself. It's what I deserve for having to put up with you. OW, STOP BITING ME."

He yanked his arm away and I huffed.

"Tacos!"

"No!"

"Tacos!"

"No!"

"TACOS!"

"NO! OW!"

I bit him again.

"TACOS!"

We walked through the streets in search of a tasty treat.

Tacos!

"Oh look, Ghost! Candy!"

"You said tacos, we're getting tacos, nothing more."

"Tacos! Come on, hurry! There's a small line!"

I ran ahead and got in line.

Ghost joined me after a minute.

You hear the strangest conversation while waiting in line.

"And then she said I was a bitch!"

"She said you were the bitch!?"

"Yup!"

"She's such a whore!"

We moved further up the line.

"It's not my fault you can't cum!"

"I can cum, it's not my fault you don't know how to make me orgasm, Jerry!"

I glanced at Ghost as we moved up again.

"You're a Jerry, huh?"

He ignored me.

"Look at him!"

"He's so big!"

"I want him..."

I glanced at a group of five girls. They were staring at Ghost.

"Looks like you have some admirers, Ghosty. Go over and say hello!"

"Hmm."

"That bitch with him is ugly."

"Ugly rat."

"I'm going to kill her."

"Oh Jesus. Sounds like they're not my fans, huh Ghost?" I looked up at him.

"Seems not."

"You're just gonna let them talk about your captive like that? Go beat them up!"

"Shut up, we're next."

"You're so mean to me sometimes."

"I'm not mean, you're just dumb and sensitive."

I nipped his arm.

"Go order."

"Come on!"

I stepped forward and began to order and Ghost ordered after.

We sat down and I tried to tug the receipt out of Ghost's hands.

"What number are we!?"

"42069."

"Hey, nice mask. My name's Ava. This is Lucy, Meg, Peggy and Stacy."

We looked over to the group of girls from earlier.

"Look, they can to say hello. Say hi!"

"What's your name?"

They ignored my existence.

"I don't give my name to strangers."

"We don't have to be strangers." She smiled.

"Order number 42069! Your order is ready!"

"Come on, Cowell. Let's go."

"Cowell?" Ava asked and tilted her head.

"Cowell? Really?" Ghost asked as we walked to the pick up window.

"You know, like Simon Cowell? Like from the X factor?"

"You're bloody stupid."

"All in a days work."

We took the tacos and headed home.

"You know we're being followed, right?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" He asked and I nodded.

"Alleyway?"

"Okay."

We stepped in and I looked up at him.

"Wanna make out and piss then off?"

"Get away from me."

"Okay."

I walked to the other side of the wall and hid behind a trash can.

"Cowell, where are you going? That nasty bitch cut our play time, isn't that annoying?"

"Aren't you like 20?"

"Yeah, so?"

"You're just a kid. I'm in my thirties."

"That's not a problem. I love me a dilf."

"Ha, they called you a dilf! Hilarious!" I snorted.

"Ugh, she's still here?"

"Let's go Cowell. My tacos are getting cold."