Chapter 59: Drive Home

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                 *SKYLER'S POV*
Chandler volunteers to drive for Weston back home, and I offered to sit in the passenger seat and help navigate.
Almost as soon as we get onto the freeway we hit traffic, bad traffic.
"Chandler when do you think we'll be ho-"
Weston looks up from his phone and sees were stuck in traffic.
"Mother f-"
"Hey, Language!" Jacob says laughing.
Chandler lays his head down on the steering wheel.
I turn on the radio and "Work from home" is playing,
"Aye! My jam!" I say turning it up.
I pull out my phone and start snapchatting,
Khloe, Weston dancing and Chandler with his head on the steering wheel while I sing.
After a few minutes Weston pulls out his phone and starts video taping, I start singing the "stuck in traffic" song to the beat of "Delirious" while Chandler honks the horn to the beat and Khloe yells "hey!" Jacob drums the beat on the window.
"Theres has been a pile up on the highway
Baby Im on my way (honk)
5 oclock on a Sunday, so
Im stuck in traffic (honk honk)
Trying to get off this freeway, see if theres a back way (hey)
Cause girl I wanna be with you at home. (Honk)
But Im stack in traffic (honk honk)
Trying to get to you
(hey) Get to you
But Im stuck in traffic (honk honk)
What am I about to do
(hey) get to you."
We all laugh as other cars start to honk too.
After about an hour and a half The traffic starts to clear up, and we're back on our way.
We get home around 7:00, when we pull to  Weston's house Khloe runs in to pee.
We all get out of the car and grab our bags.
Khloe comes out after a minute or so and hugs Jacob goodbye, after she lets go Weston hold his arms open and they very awkwardly hug.
Chandler grabs his and my suitcases and after I hug Khloe goodbye we walk to my house.
Chandler leans in to hug me goodbye after he helps me get my bags inside but I put my hand on his chest and stand on my tip toes and kiss him.
His cheeks turn red and he grins,
"Good night sky."
I smile,
"Good night."
Chandler turns to leave and I close the door.
I smile and lean against the door.
My phone dings and still smiling I look at it,
Asher: hey we should talk. ASAP.
"God damnit!"

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