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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"Alright I think that's enough!" Tom says and motions for John to pull the girl back, he then walks up to me, "you okay?" "Yeah, I'm okay." With that he pulls me into a hug and whispers, "that was hot, not gonna lie." "Of course it was." I say and giggle. When he let me go, Tom looks into my eyes with a look I've never seen before. Before I could tease him about loosing the bet he pulls closer by my waist and pulls me in. He presses his lips on mine. I can feel the cold of his piercing, which feels soothing. I was stunned at First, but eventually kiss back. When we pull apart, I could hear some girls cheering quietly. "Technically, that was our first kiss." I whisper and giggle. "Shut up," Tom says. I stay quiet and enjoy the redness on Tom's cheeks, but don't say anything. Not that I embarrass him. John walks up to us and says "I'm glad you stood up to her." "Why?" I ask. "She was getting on all of our nerves. Not only Tom's." He explains. "I figured. By the way." I say and turn to Tom, "you dated that?" "I was fifteen, okay." I laugh at him and John joins me. "I'll leave you two alone." He then says and leaves.
"Now you've beaten her, I think your ready for Maria." He says and chuckles. "I'm always ready to take anyone down. You should know that by now." "You're right." The more I think about it, the more I start to not hate Tom. He's actually being nice, sometimes. I like the nice side of him. It's something not everyone sees.
Tom was talking to some people in the backyard, but I went into the kitchen to get another drink. For some reason I sat down on a barstool and just drank my drink. When I suddenly felt a hand on my back, "Hey pretty girl." "Fuck off." I say when I realize it's not Tom. "No need to be so mean, I just wanna talk." "Then don't touch me, or you'll regret it." "Oh baby girl, don't worry. I won't tell your boyfriend about this." I look at him confused. Sadly he was still behind me, so I had to turn completely around to look at him. It was the guy that tries to look like Tom. "What do you mean, what won't you tell him?" "That you let any guy touch you." "What?!" Then some other guys walk up to me out of nowhere and hold me by my arms and legs. "What kind of movie do you live in? Let me go!" I grunt. The guy laughs, "no." He then touches my shoulder and let's his hand go down to my breast. I want to yell out for Tom but he puts his other hand over my mouth. He continues to touch me. I feel so dirty. Then I try and bite him in his hand, and I succeed. "Tom!" I never yelled that loud. Not even two seconds later I saw Tom walking into the kitchen. He hit the guy that touched me and his friends ran away. Tom hit that guy green and blue. "Touch her again and I will kill you." He says, loud enough for me to hear. Tom then puts his focus on me. I'm looking straight forward without really blinking. "Hey, Doll..." he says softly, "Jordan, look at me." He says and puts his hand under my chin and lifts it. "I'm so sorry." "What? Why are you apologizing, love?" He asks. "I should've stayed with you." I mumble and start to tear up.
