Jackson's p.o.v
So I've been invited to some stupid party tonight, I don't know if I should go... but I need to get out of the house. I've been stuck in here all week, I've had no energy to get out of the house so I might as well make an effort for once.
I run into the bathroom and take a hot shower, I get out putting skinny ripped black jeans on and a white shirt. I comb my hair, setting it into the perfect style and sit back down onto the bed.
I eagerly check my phone for a message from Dylan and see nothing, I sigh and put my phone in my pocket. I slide my vans on grabbing my car keys and heading out the door.
Dylan's p.o.v
I feel bad for not messaging Jackson today. I've just been really busy. Should I message him? If he hasn't messaged me he mustn't want me to message him I guess...
I check the time and realise I need to get ready for the party tonight. A few of my school friends are going so I guess it will be fun. I know there's gonna be a lot of alcohol but I'm not big on drinking so I'll probably just be sticking to water
*ping ping*
I run to my phone hoping it was jackson. Nope.
'Have you been in an accident in the last 4 years? Well you can claim compensation!'
Stupid auto messages. They're so annoying!
I order an Uber and leave my brothers house. Let's hope it's gonna be a good party!...
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ARE THEY GOING TO THE SAME PARTY? AHHH
