EYES TALK. (BXB)

CHAPTER SIX. Pretty blonde.

^^The man of all your dreams , ladies and gentlemen , Preston Jed.^^

ZAYNE ARROW.

I wake up to no doubt that twink banging on the door like a lunatic.
I get out of bed with a huff , dragging my hand down my face as I walk over to the door , I glance over my shoulder when Vincent groans in response to the banging noise , his brows are furrowed and his eyes shut tightly , his beautiful blonde wavy hair falling over his face in a way that makes me want to walk up to him and push his hair out of his eyes , he has messy bedhair and I absolutely adore it.
I open the door , twinky pushes past me , I raise my eyebrow at him and close the door.
"You ditched me !" Cole hisses out at the pretty blonde , I grin at the memory of yesterday , Vincent reluctantly opens his eyes and before he looks at Cole (I'm very much aware of the fact that Cole isn't twinky's name) his gaze shifts over to me , I smirk at him , the tips of his ears flush slightly , almost unnoticeably before I go into the bathroom while Vincent sits up.
"I told you I wasn't going there Cody. Like I said , I'm not even gay." Vincent says tiredly , I pause at his words , holding back a chuckle before I pull the bathroom door shut.
He's a bad liar.

I decide to take a shower and when I walk back into the room 20 minutes later twinky and V are gone.
I go over to my bed and pull my phone out from under the blanket , there's a few missed calls from Jinx , my little sister and Fin.
Not good.
I press call , it rings before my sister's voice speaks through my phone "Why the hell are you calling me this early ?"
I scoff "Why the fuck did you call me in the middle of the night ?" I shoot back.
She pauses before there's a rustling sound as if she sat up in bed "Preston and Ikran got into a fight at the bar last night."
I roll my eyes , that's nothing new , try to go out with Preston , 8 out of 10 times he'll get into a fight.

"They alright ?" I decide to ask anyway.
"Preston's pretty cut up in the face , Ikran's got a broken nose and wrist." my sister explains.
I frown "Who the hell did they fuck with ??"
"Yeah , that's the thing , Ikran got drunk and started a fight with Pres."
"Ikran wanted to fight Preston ?" I question , now that , that is new.
Ikran's loud and abnoxious but he's not at all the type of person to start fights not only that but our friendgroup's like family , fights happen but nothing too serious.
"Alright , I'm gonna give Pres a call."
Jinx huffs "Alright , stay out of shit."
"You too." I say before hanging up.

I call Preston , when he awnsers I speak "You broke his nose ?"
Preston snorts "He's fine Zayne , I barely touched him." he speaks raspily , amusement clear in his voice at my question.
I grunt at his nonchalant attitude.
"You free today ?" he asks.
"Yeah , you stopping by ?"
"Gotta work at the garage but after yeah."
I nod even tho he can't see it "Alright man , see ya."
"Ciao." he says before hanging up.
I can't leave these toddlers alone for a second.

I lay back down on my bed , putting my headphones in while I take out a cigarette , putting it inbetween my lips and lighting it.
Vincent's interesting , at first glance he looks like a spoiled brat , the golden boy as people would say , I've heard his name flying around campus a dozen of times which speaks for itself seeing as I've only spend a single full day here.

I decide to text Fin and ask him how Ikran's doing , not that I'm too worried about that , Preston knows when to quit , if he didn't he'd be behind bars a long time ago , he's been fighting for money since he was 15. 
Right about when I started dealing drugs.
We both needed to make money one way or another , our job at the garage wasn't enough back then , Jack didn't want to let us work too much because we were just kids in his eyes , he wanted us to focus on other things , although I'm pretty sure he wasn't talking about ilegal fight clubs and drug dealing.. he's like a father figure in a way.
I quit dealing drugs just a few months ago , my mom had found my stash and broke down crying and screaming thinking I was an addict , I'm not.
Matter of fact that's the reason I'm here , my mom begged me to go , go and work on some education I have no interest in all for that useless paper that says "Congratulations." , my mom finished her studies , look at her , she's a nurse and she has to work her ass of day and night to make a somewhat comfortable living.
But I came here anyway.. and when the pretty blonde boy walked in and I watched him turn into a flustered mess suddenly I wasn't too mad about it all.


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First off what are we thinking of Pressss ?

He's hot shit , admit it.

-Elijah.