Bad Boy Meets Bad Girl

Unwanted

Luke's house was just as nice as Michael's, fresh off white painted walls with a faded black roof that stood proudly in front of a wide walkway. Rows of fresh cut grass showed both sides of the walkway full of bright, beautiful flowers, from lilies to tulips. Michael quickly became impatient "where the fuck is he?" he mumbled to himself before slamming his open hand on the middle of the steering wheel causing a loud horn to blast threw the neighbourhood making me jump from surprise. Soon after the tall blonde emerged from the house flipping Michael off before saying goodbye to an older woman with the same shade of blonde, I assumed she was his mother.

He darted down the walkway wearing his predictable attire: black skinny jeans, boots, plain black shirt and worn out leather jacket. Just like Michael. "Get in the back pencil dick" I couldn't help but chuckle at the insult, he turned to me with his signature smirk chuckling lightly before turning his attention back to a very unhappy looking Luke, maybe it was the insult that annoyed him or maybe it was me.
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"Who's this Michael, your new toy?" Luke pipped up from the back smirking at me "what the fuck is wrong with you?" Michael almost yelled as he sped down the street clearly annoyed at Luke's comment "I'm Y/N/N and he's my new toy, actually" I replied through gritted teeth flashing him a forced smile before turning my attention back to the road, the car fell silent and I knew my comment was harsh but at least it shut him up, I don't know what his problem is but I'm not gonna ask either. The car ride was short and silent, short because of how fast Michael was driving clearly aggravated by Luke's comment and silent from mine.