"What time are you leaving?" Ezra asks me as we all sit around the couches of Sammy and his friends warehouse. All eyes go to me as I look at the time on my phone."Probably in 20 minutes" I reply.
"Where ya going?" Johnson asks and Ezra smirks at me as I smile.
"Out with Justin" I smile and they all smile aside from eyebrows. He scoffs and I raise a brow at him.
"What's up your ass" I say not caring about arguing in front of everyone here.
He rolls his eyes at me. "Nothing aside from you, fuck off." He says and I clench my fists. I swear I'm going to punch him. He storms up the stairs to what appears to be a bedroom?.. so I guess they live in this warehouse ?
I follow him to figure out what his problem is with me going out with Justin.
"Seriously?" He groans when he sees I followed him.
"Yeah seriously." I state and close the door as he sits on his bed. "What's your problem with Justin?" I ask with attitude and he smiles in amusement.
"Why do you care what I think?" He smirks at me and I roll my eyes.
"I don't." I say coldly and he stands up and walks towards me.
"Then why'd you follow me up here?" He asks as he comes closer. I can feel his minty breath fan my face as I refuse to meet his eyes.
"To tell you to stop being such a dick" I get out without stuttering which is good.
"Uh huh, like I believe that." He chuckles and backs up. "I think you like me." He states cockily and I almost throw up.
"What the fuck?" I laugh and his eyes become dark. "More like you like me. What are you jealous that I'm going out with Justin?" I continue to taunt him and he looks pissed now.
"Why the fuck would I be jealous of someone that can't drive going out with a dirty whore like you." He says extremely harshly. His words slightly pinch my heart and I have no idea why.
"I don't know. Maybe because winners like you deserve winners like me." I mimic his words from a few days ago. I walk towards him and place my arms around his neck as his instantly go to my waist and my butt. I lean up to his jaw and began biting and sucking, being sure to leave some marks. He squeezes my ass and let's out a low groan before I suddenly pull away.
"You so like me" I laugh and he looks taken aback.
"Like hell I do." He scoffs and I laugh even harder. He eventually just smiles at me genuinely as I laugh at how he totally likes me.
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Street Racing ~ Jack Gilinsky
FanficIn which illegal street racing leads to so much more.. lower case intended.