I Found You//j.f.g

SIX

Lilah POV

"What do you want to do first?" Jack asked me.

"This was  your plan in the first place." I defended back.

"How about we go to LA and do some cool things there?" He suggested.

"LA? I've never been." I exclaimed. As close as I live,  and I've never been.  I feel slow in a way.

"Then let's go." He says.

When we get in the car, it is silent for the first 10 minutes. I'm on my phone scrolling through Instagram and watching famous people's snapchat stories. I put my headphones in and start playing California by Jack and Jack. How ironic that I'm in the car with one of the Jacks.

I can't stop, never let a hater kill your dreams 19 I got paper. Katniss Everdeen odds always in my favor. I pull up on the scene black tee and a blazer. Won't chase a woman I re-pace make you have deja-vu when I walk by. Like "Hey it's that guy. Aren't you  from vine?" Nah I'm from Nebraska get your facts in line. But I ain't gonna lie, Jack and Jack did blow up on the app but we're more then that. The best duo in LA since Kobe-Shaq we need a whole demolition just to hold us back. Running circles around the competition culdesacs. Legs keep burning but it's all worth it when your young and urban,  money like a surgeon. Yeah it's cool and all but spreading love is my purpose so.

"Uh-oh girly got bars." I look at him dumbfounded.  "I'm guessing you didn't know you you were rapping out loud?" I just shake my head."Yeah those were some good times. But I don't need Johnson because I have you." he says smiling at me but then quickly taking attention back to the road so we don't crash.

"Well I kn.ow most Johnson's rapping parts. Don't take this the wrong way but if I don't like the song then I don't Johnson's rapping parts. Except for Cold Hearted. That song has an exception." I rant. "Or I just don't know the song." I shrugging that last statement off.

"What's your favorite song?"

"Wild Life all day" I answer quickly. No questions about that.

"I'm guessing you know Johnson's parts?" he asks chuckling. 

"Duh" I say flipping my hair dramatically.

"Oh yeah?" he asks. "Prove it." he says.

I take the Aux cord out of his phone and started looking through my songs list.

"Dang girl, you got every single song we create?" he asks observing the long time it's taking me to find the song. 

"How about I just search up the song instead of all of this extra work." I joke. "I'm going to get Carpel Tunnel Syndrome trying to scroll all of these songs."

He laughs. I plug the aux in my phone. That beat I like a lot started playing. 

"Yeah no telling what I might do, when I'm in the right mood. You know me I'm all up in the party like a V.I.P and everything is looking better for my P.O.V. Nocturnal animals we don't sleep, and I'll probably forget you, Cee Lo Green. Sweating like the Amazon 100 degrees, and that back drops bigger then a family tree, so drop that thing like a fumble. Like you're talking to the king of the jungle. We got lions, tigers, bears, oh my, and every single one is turned up yo. So I don't want anybody bringing the vibes down so if you want to wind down oh look what I found. A little something that will keep you awake until the break of dawn don't be afraid to get rowdy."

"NOT DONE YET PASS ME THE BOTTLE. TWO A.M, LET'S HIT THE THROTTLE. DRINK IN MY CUP, HANDS GOING UP LET'S HIT THE DANCE FLOOR AND GET WILD LIKE WILD LIFE." Jack and I  sang at the top of our lungs.

"You know what?" I ask Jack.

"What?"

"We should be our own duo." I tell him.

He laughs for a little bit. Until he realizes I'm dead serious and then...he starts laughing again.

"I'll think about it."  he says, "But I'm a failure why do you want anything to so with me?"

I just roll my eyes at him and look out the window.

"You know I'm tired of hearing you call your self a failure or unwanted."

We were just silent for the rest of the car ride. We sang a little and compliment each other on our amazing *note the sarcasm* singing skills.