MacFarlane X Glory (3): Our Infinity

Chapter 13

Seth's POV

I decided to just lay on top of the roof, while looking at the view of Los Angeles, as well as drawing. Even though I don't draw as much anymore, I still do but only to keep myself away from my phone. Hell, I'm told that I'm starting to get addicted with my phone and while that is true, I can't help myself from politics and all that.

You gotta be fucking kidding me right now, really??? I rolled my eyes, not sure why my phone is ringing right now. I just remembered that I have to pick up my suit from the dry cleaners. I went back inside shortly after, made it downstairs very quietly, letting Glory study for one of her classes. After that, I grabbed the keys to my Tesla and headed out to the door.

"After all, we all have our our cyberspace." I sang quietly to myself, as I started the engine. Once I got it running, I put on my sunglasses and started driving to downtown Los Angeles.

Glory's POV

3 hours later, I just finished studying for AP Psychology and now I'm going to relax. Speaking of relaxing, I wonder where Seth went. I grabbed my iPod touch and texted him.

Me: Where are you? 😕

Seth: I'm in the driveway right now. 😊

Me: okay. 😄

Seth: you needed anything? 😃

Me: not at all. 😘

Seth: okay. 😄

Me: are you texting and driving? Cause if you are, we're going to have a problem.🙄

The conversation ended about few seconds later and I was desperately needing to listen to music. My iPod began ringing but this time it was notifications on Instagram. I looked at the amount of likes and comments, thinking how the hell did I get so lucky.

I took a picture of my French tip nails, I did today for Saturday. I think I did a better job at it than I normally did but that depends. My makeup and hair will be done with one of my cousins. Speaking about my family, tomorrow I have to go to LAX to get them.

The problem with that is that Seth's Aston Martin and Tesla don't have enough seats. Same goes for my Volkswagen Beetle. What the fuck am I supposed to do now? I thought, getting pissed about this situation. I heard a car door slam. I quickly hid my iPod and phone inside the cushion. I opened the door, noticed Seth's expression. Shit. I said quietly to myself.

"What's up." I smiled, putting my hand on his shoulder.

"Nothing." He said, angrily.

"Is it what I said?" I asked, hoping he'll say it.

"Why the fuck did you ask me if I was texting and driving?!" He shouted.

"I was wondering since it seemed like it." I said quietly.

"Well, I've not done it and never will!" He continued shouting, tears forming in his eyes.

"Just breathe, okay?" I assured him, giving him a hug.

"I could've died as of last month but sadly, I wasn't able to." He sobbed.

"It's going be okay. Just relax yourself and you'll be happier than the last person I met." I smiled.

"You serious?" He asked.

"Duh!"

A/N: that's really all I have written for in this chapter. I rewrote it about 2 times and ugh, it was so bad. I don't want to say what it was but you get it. Also, shout out to ackercha for being one of my best friends since last year. Follow her if you haven't!