74 - Bad Boys With A Good Side

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Justin's POV

I licked my ice cream, swinging my legs back and forth like a child, but I didn't care, I got my ice cream. I had a double choc-chip ice cream with mint, while Zeke had a small sample of vanilla and Jason had a mango gelato. We sat in the ice cream parlor, at the back table. Jason shouted us, and insisted he only did this because he had the 'munchies'.

"Are you naturally childish, or..." Jason smirked at me.

"I'm 16." I rolled my eyes, wiping some ice cream off my chin. Don't look at me like that, I just happen to enjoy ice cream, alright?

"When I was sixteen, I was smoking weed." Jason chuckled.

"And you dropped out of school, right?" Zeke said, grinning at Jason.

"No, I went... sort of." Jason shrugged.

"How come your parents didn't force you to go?" Zeke asked, placing his small ice cream container on the table.

"Mum and Dad worked a lot." Jason shrugged, shoving the last mouthful of gelato in his mouth.

"I thought you said you haven't met your mum?" I furrowed my brows. Jason coughed slightly, wiping his mouth.

"I didn't say that."

"Yes, you did." I nodded, licking my ice cream again. Why's he lying?

"Whatever, can you hurry up?" Jason sighed, staring at the time.

"Can you take us back? Because I really can't stand going places with you." Zeke mumbled, running a hand through his hair.

"I know you'd rather have me behind closed doors." Jason winked.

"Ew, no, gross." Zeke faked puking.

"Don't deny you want a piece of the McCann." Jason smirked.

"1, I'm not gay. 2, I'd rather lip lock with my own brother before even considering kissing you." Zeke glared at Jason.

I snorted, causing Zeke to snap his eyes at me.

"What?" Zeke asked.

"Nothing, nothing." I laughed, licking my ice cream, once again.

"The fact that incest comment is somehow a turn on, Princess, please quit kidding yourself. There's an amazing bathroom right over there, and we can relieve all your sexual tension, all in the time Justin finishes his ice cream." Jason wiggled his brows.

Zeke stared at Jason in disbelief, "You really are disgusting. I said I was straight."

"And I quite frankly, do not believe you're straight." Jason shrugged. I chuckled.

" Why's that?" Zeke cocked his head to the side, crossing his arms.

"You and your posture tell me that you like the cock." Jason grinned.

"Are you gay?" Zeke asked, furrowing his brows.

"Bisexual, actually. And my gaydar is never wrong." Jason smiled.

"Gaydar?" Zeke asked.

"Its this thing gay, or bisexual people have that tell them when another person is gay, bi, pan and all that." I answered.

"Beep. Beep. Beep." Jason began pointing around, imitating some computer detecting thing.

"Don't." Zeke groaned.

"Beep. Beep." Jason pointed, meeting me, "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep." He smirked, then pointed away, "Beep. Beep. Beep."

"Stop, please." Zeke hid his face in his hands.

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