Chapter Five

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Authors note.... I got to update real quick!! Okay so it's not much but still. Be proud of me. Lol. But anyways enjoy Chapter Five of Teenagers Dont Love Listening and go to read my new story: Let Me In *Andy Biersack Love Story"

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The boys stopped outside of field. Joe, Calum, and Ty all jumped out of the car while Brody and I climbed off Brody's bike . Brody grinned and looked down at me, "every time we ditch school we come here." He proudly announced stepping onto the field.

"Why?" I asked no one in particular. Were they going to kill me? Ugh what a terrible way to start off my Monday!

"Well," Calum smiled, "back in those woods," he pointed to the woods near the field, "are 4, four wheelers. We ride them through the field. My dad owns the field. He doesn't care." Calum shrugged.

All the boys started walking near the woods so I ran near them. Brody pulled me to his side and I blushed and saw Ty looking at curiously. When he noticed I was looking at him he just smiled and turned around to talk to Joe. Joe seems... Quiet?

After a few minutes we ended up where the boys kept the four wheelers, "Well, Emily, we only have 4 so you're riding with me." Brody mumbled handing me a black helmet. I shrugged and put it on climbing on behind Brody. The boys hurried out of the woods and heading to the field where many random paths.

Ty, Calum, and Joe took a path to the far left while Brody and I took a path to the far ride. I was scared. Brody stopped the four wheeler in a small area. It was a circle and that was it. Brody turned around and looked at me.

Sometimes I hate Brody. Not because the way he acts. Not how he leads many people on. Not how he seems to just shut people out. But because he's totally hot. His looks always get to me. Even before we talked. He was the hottest boy I knew.

"Emily!" Brody yelled snapping his fingers in front of my face.

I jumped, "oh sorry. Just thinking I guess." I blushed taking off my helmet. I flipped my hair hoping it didn't look to bad. Brody just smiled at me and stood up pulling me with him.

We stayed in that small area for hours. Talking. Laughing. Smiling.

Brody brought a blanket and sat it under us for us to lay on once it got dark. I looked at the stars and smiled, "thank you." I whispered to Brody.

"For what?" He asked sitting up.

"Today. It was fun."

Brody smiled and leaned over a bit, "I'm glad." Then his lips crashed against mine.

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