Song: So American
Artist's Name: Olivia Rodrigo
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Elara
(Ding)
I groan checking my phone, to see a text from an unknown number. Hm.. strange.
I check the text;
Unknown Number: Hey Charlie ;)
M
e: Lucas..?
Unknown number: Congratulations!!
Me: Oh fuck off. T-T
Unknown number: let's go somewhere. I'm bored.
Me: Fine. Where?
Unknown number: I'll pick you up at four ;)
•Read 3:02
Fuck. Lucas just invited me somewhere. And I don't even know what to wear. And I'm too lazy to get up. Ughhh.
I groan getting up from the bed. After a few minutes, I finally made up my mind and picked out a dress.
I decided to wear a blue floral spaghetti dress, with white high cut converse. Once I was done getting ready, I hear a honk outside.
I quickly rushed outside, to see him leaning on his black Tesla. I smile at him.
He was wearing a black loose sweatshirt, with a shirt underneath, and some black straight cut jeans.
His brown hair was messy. And he had his usual smirk plastered on his face. "It's just us?" I ask chuckling.
"Do you want me to bring my dog?" He asked making me laugh. "That'll be fun." I mumble.
He scans me up and down before complementing me, "You look shitty." He says laughing.
I roll my eyes playfully at him whilst smiling, "Shut up." I punch his arm, before getting inside his car.
Once we were both in, he started driving.
"So where exactly are we going..?" I ask breaking the silence.
"It's a surprise." He chuckled, pulling up at some neon— the arcade. I smirk getting out.
"Really? The arcade?" I say as he shrugs at me. We enter, buying some tokens. Once we were done buying some, we headed straight to the games.
I ran to the motorcycle game. Lucas helps me get on, as his hands brush under my thighs.. making me squirm inside.
I keep a straight face, slightly shoving his hands off. I start the game, completely zoned into it.
"Oh my god.." I mutter, as I almost crash the motorcycle. I sway my body to the direction of the motorcycle.
I laugh very entertained by this, suddenly.. I start slipping off the motorcycle.. I might've been too into this game.
Just then, a pair of warm hands caught my waist just in time. I look down to see veiny hands, with cold silver rings.
His hands stay on my waist, keeping me steady.. as I dodge a few more motorcycles.. before..
"YES!! I WON!!"
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