Alive >> Jake Fitzgerald << Scream

Eleven.

Shoutout to mad_enlove because you the real MVP

We drove back to my place in silence, I knew my dad and Kieran were home and the last thing I wanted was to be asked questions like, why are you home late? Why didn't you tell us where you were going? Who were you with? Do we know the parents?, But I would much rather be forced to answer all of those inexplicably annoying questions than be trapped in a car with an angry Jake.

"You need to calm down."

"I am calm!"

"Then why are you yelling?"

Jake paused briefly for a small moment, his eyes flickering to look up at the rearview mirror, "You're right. I do need to calm down, thanks for the tip."

"What did you mean back there?" I questioned

"What are you talking about Lydia?"

"When you said atleast I actually like her, what did you mean by that?"

"I-It's nothing, okay? Don't worry about it."

"When you tell me not to worry it makes me worry even more." I narrowed my eyes, "You may as well tell me, I'm gonna find out sooner or later. If not from you then probably from Will."

"Okay, fine!" He seethed, it was dark out and we were once again driving through the woods, since Will lived on a farm on the opposite side of town from where the rest of us, you had to drive through the woods to get there, and it night it was utterly terrifying.

Jake climbed out of the car, the only thing illuminating his figure being the headlights he'd left on. He opened my car door, grabbing me by the waist as he lifted me out of the truck.

"What is it?" I'd asked

"Will told me that you guys slept together."

"We didn't sleep together."

"You still kissed him, you still saw him pretty much naked, what does it matter?"

"It matters that we didn't have sex. I stopped him before anything could happen." I explained

"Have you told Emma?"

"No, I'm waiting for the right time."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well we've never been particularly close until recently."

"Still! You should've came to me and told me and we could've figured things out." He sighed in frustration, pacing up and down infront of the headlights, forcing the light to flicker.

"You have a lot of secrets, you know that, Lydia?"

"And you'll never know them."

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"I still haven't heard from Noah, everything was going great on the football field then he raced off like the McRib was back."

"Who could blame him?" I spoke, Riley shot me a wounded look, "The McRib was delicious!"

She rolled her eyes at me, visibly calming down after realising I wasn't actually insulting her.

"He's clearly afraid to make a move." Brooke deadpanned, "and you're too gorge for these romantic special Olympics."

"She's kinda right."