Two racers in Tokyo get into a fake relationship, to keep the one thing that connects them away. Tom's ex and Jordan's cousin, Maria.
To be honest, they hate each other, but it seemed to be the only way out.
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"I don't want to sound like a creep, but I've been watching the two of you this whole night." One of theses guys says. "Well you sound and look like a creep. I'm pretty sure we aren't the only couple you're stalking, aren't you?" I hiss. "Calm down, doll." Tom says and holds me by my waist. "Look what I'm trying to say is, you don't look like a real couple." "Wow, so just because we're not onto each other all the time, means that we're not a real couple? I'm sorry, but I won't kiss him right now. I won't give you that satisfaction." "Tom, you got yourself a handful, huh?" One of the other guys says. "I can handle her." Tom says and chuckles. The guys talked for a while, but then they decided to leave. I didn't even knew their names, not that I care. "That.. You acted more like a cunt than you usually are." "Is that a bad thing?" I say and chuckle. "I hate to say it, but you're incredible." Tom says softly. "And I'm starting to think that you're loosing the bet." "As if." A moment of silence falls. To my surprise, it's not an awkward silence, more a comfortable one. "I'm glad you said that by the way. With the you won't kiss me thing." Tom breaks the silence. "Yeah? Me too." "By the way, if you talk to me like that again I'll rip you apart." I add. "Don't act like that, I know you liked that. You like being degraded and you can't admit it." "Wow, Tom, I didn't know that you know my interests." "Well I'm a lady expert." "Oh shut up, really. Your whole act, I can see right through it. You're nothing more than a fuckboy." "Don't be surprised when you fall in love with that fuckboy, Princess." "Oh wow first im your doll and now your princess?" "Don't get used to it. We're still not alone." "I won't, trust me."
Can this night come to an end? I groan as Tom pulls me to another group of people, "How many people do you know, dude?" "Calm down, Jordan. You can go home after this." "I better." The group of people was mostly guys, but there were a few girls. I'm assuming their girlfriends. "Well well well, the enemies turned to lovers, huh?" One of the guys says, he's huge. Like 6'5. Even Tom has to look up a bit. I look him up and down with a unimpressed expression. Tom chuckles softly at my action and then he lays his hand on my hip. "You could say that." He answers. "I bet she's a handful," another guy says and looks me up and down with a smirk, he then holds out his hand for me to shake, "I'm John." "I don't care." The smirk disappears from his face and he lets his hand down, as his friends laugh at him. "Rude." He mumbles. "What was that?" I ask and want to step forward, but Tom pulls me back by my waist, "Don't start more drama, doll. Even though I have to admit that was funny to watch." The guys, including Tom, went away to compare their cars. Which mine would beat all of them but alright. So I'm left alone with the women that were with the group of men. They all stare at me. "Got a staring problem?" I ask. "No, it's just... We didn't think you and Tom would date..." "Yeah.. But I bet he's a bomb in bed." "Is he?" The three girl talk like their life's depend on it. "I don't think, that's something I should tell strangers." "I'm Emma." "Hailey." "Anna. See? Now we're no longer strangers." "If you really want to know, he's a god in bed." I say and walk away from the girls, that have their mouths open in shock, and walk over to Tom. "Ready to go, doll?" "Yeah.."
