My Bad Boy | ✔️

Chapter 65

Previously on | My Bad Boy

"So how are you dealing with the Justin situation?" Enzo asked, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel gently.

"I actually forgave him. He told me what happened and we're on good terms now" I said and noticed his eyebrows rose in surprise.

"You believed him?" He asked.

"Yeah I trust him" I said sternly, not liking how everyone is always shocked that I forgive people quickly.

"Well that's good." He nodded, "Now mind telling me why you got suspended?" Enzo asked, a smile tugging on his lips.

"Well.." I said and took a deep breath, ready to tell him about the drama between Kimberly and I.

Selena

Enzo and I were currently sitting down at the movie theatre watching some movie I got bored of it two minutes into it.

I yawned quietly and felt my eyes closing slowly.

Enzo tapped my shoulder, making me snap my face towards him, "Yeah?"

"You're falling asleep. I'm sorry for choosing this movie. I should've asked you what movie you wanted to watch." He mumbled, noticing the guilt in his voice.

"No, it's alright. I just, don't understand what it's about" I smiled at him, feeling bad.

He slight smiled, "We can just leave and go to eat somewhere" He offered.

Suddenly, I felt like this was a date. I frowned, "As friends right?" I just wanted to make sure that he didn't think of this as more than friends.

"Yeah" He chuckled, "I know you're dating Justin" He smiled genuinely.

I sighed in relief, "Then sure. I'm sorry though. I didn't mean to ruin this. I knew you wanted to see this movie."

"It's alright. C'mon, let's go" He said quietly and we both scurried out of the theatre room.

Once we were both inside his car and buckled, he faced me, "What do you want to eat?"

"How about we say the top three things we want? You go first" I said and he chuckled.

"Um, pizza, sushi, or chinese. What about you?"

I grinned, "Pizza, burger, or Mexican food."

"Pizza it is."

He finally turned on the car and began driving to the nearest pizza place.

"So Enzo, why didn't you go to college?" I asked, looking out of the window.

"My grades weren't the best, and let's just say I didn't want to go."

Enzo made a turn and the next thing we heard, was a loud honk and a trailer making its way toward us at full speed.

"Enzo!" I screeched as the trailer made contact with Enzo's truck, causing the truck to begin flipping.

I covered my face as all the windows cracked, making glasses fly everywhere.