What You Wanted (A OneRepublic Fanfic)

Chapter 17- December 20th

WARNING: this is a graphic chapter!!!!and sorry if it's a little boring I hope you like it guys!

Jo's P.O.V.

After the party, Ryan helped me clean everything up inside the trailer and occasionally, threw stuff at me.

"Ugh Ryan you're so immature." I said playfully.

"So?" He chuckled.

"Ryan, you're twenty-four years old. Start acting like you are." I said, throwing water at him.

"Huh is that how you want to play?!" He said in a low growl, making me bite my lip unwillingly.

He smirks at me but I keep myself composed.

"What? Am I supposed to be afraid of you?" I scoffed at him as I throw more water at him.

He walks closer to me and before I even think about taking a step back, he grabs me by the waist and pulls me towards him.

"You know what they say about people who play with fire..... They're gonna get burned." He says in a low husky tone.

"Well, then maybe you should put me out." I whispered back in a seductive tone.

He closes his eyes as I gently glide my finger up and down his chest. Before Ryan tries to do anything else, we get interrupted by somebody walking in. I push Ryan away and almost falls back but he catches himself.

"Hey guys, the studio is closing soon so I suggest you finish up." Said one of the security guards.

He walks out and I turned back to Ryan.

"We should finish up and go home." I said as I picked up more trash and stuffed them in the bag.

"And maybe, we can finish what we started here." I winked at him and he smiles.

"Well then, we better hurry up." He says, smirking at me.

About ten minutes later, Ryan and I picked up all of the trash, cleaned up the place, and left the studio.

"You hungry?" Ryan asked as we drove back to his house.

"No. You?" I asked back as we stopped at a red light.

"Not for food." He says, smirking at me.

I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder.

"You guys were amazing tonight." I said after a moment of silence.

"Thank you." He said, giving me a quick kiss on the temple.

I looked up at Ryan's face, and noticed he had a look of contemplation on his face.

"What are you thinking about babe?" I asked.

"Nothing." He says looking at the road.

Come on tell me." I whined.

"It's nothing Jo."

"Please?"

"No."

"Come on!"

He sighs.

"I think you should take the job." He answers.

"What?!"

"Yeah Jo. You should take the job."

"Why?"

"Well for one, you are absolutely beautiful. And two, it'll boost your confidence."

I sat back up in my seat and crossed my arms against my chest.

"What do you mean boost my confidence?" I asked in a defensive tone.