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leila loreto's pov 

to say i was shitting myself in this moment in time would be an understatement. i had no balls to look up from my current position so i hold in a breath and push sam off of my neck. im so stupid is all i keep saying. justin ready to give me the world and im here being a slut. jeez im a mess. sam lets go of a breath he was holding and i get off his lap and go back to the passenger seat. what are the odds that its justin and i ruined my whole life? i ask myself. i put my head in my hands not being able to bring myself to look at the person who yelled and knocked on the window with the means to crack it.

"open this fucking door" the person yells and i realize how fucked i am. unless i run out the door and go hide at the burger king down the street. or what if i just never look up. it feels like ive been sitting here for 5 hours waiting to find out who's caught me. bitch its been 1 minute i realize as i lift my head up and see the time on the radio. i look out the window to see jack gilinsky. my whole heart feels happy. 

"JACK!" i scream and get out the car and hug him. i start crying my whole heart out and shaking and just fall into him. he hugs me back with so much love i feel safe. i hear sam get out of the car but i don't let go of jack. 

"its okay, your fine" jack whispers in my ear. i want to agree but i cant. i just did the one thing i promised to never do. i just made out and nearly fucked the guy who's supposed to hate me. i just did my lover wrong. i just made him look stupid. and i know for that ill never forgive myself, because if the roles were switched i would've... i don't even know what id do.

"g take me home" i say in a voice just above a whisper. he grabs my hand and takes me to his car and i don't say or look at sam as i leave feeling oh so ashamed of my actions. jack says bye to sam and i hop into the car after jack opens the door for me. i put my head in my hands. 

"fuck" is all i manage to say before i feel the river of tears begin to fall down my face. 

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