Part 4 Sultans of Swing

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AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry this took so long. This is a really shitty chapter tho. Honestly i don't even know if i should continue this book anymore. I have a lot of ideas about this book, and I have A LOT of shit planned to go down in the next few chapters but idk. Anyways it's 3k words. Enjoy :/

ding ding ding

I wake up to the sound of my phone going off. I reach over to my nightstand and see that Jake texted me.

"Hey babe, we got this crowd funding thing going on today, can you come? The boys and I could really use your support."

I texted him back yes, even though I know me and my mother already had plans today. I walk downstairs and see my mother drinking a cup of coffee with a cigarette hanging from her mouth.

"Hey sugar, how'd you sleep?" My mom asked as she took a drag.

I smile thinking about my night with Jake.

"Oh just same old same old. Hey, the boys are doing some kinda crowd funding video and I think i should go to support Jake and the boys. I know we had plans today, but i figured we could go after whatever it is they're doing. I hope that's okay, because i kinda already told Jake yes."

"Okay, have fun." My mom took a sip of coffee while raising her brow.

"What mom?"

"You act like I didn't hear you and your lover boy last night."

"MOM! Oh my god!"

"Hey i mean the walls are paper thin what can I say."

"You can say nothing!"

"Do i need to pick you up cond-"

"NO! Mom it was honestly nothing. Please just stop" We both broke out in laughter.

I left the kitchen to go back upstairs and take a shower. Honestly I love my mother, but what kinda mom ask that? or even says that to begin with. Most parents of a 18 year old would've came in there and raised hell. No mine listened and proceeded to joke with me the next day.

After getting out of the shower, i walk around my room with nothing but a towel around my head.

ding ding

I walk over to pick up my phone and see a text from Jake.

"Those hickeys around your neck look nice"

I turn around and to no surprise there's Jake in his room looking out his window. I walk over to the window and give him a wink.

"Care to show more Miss. (y/l/n)?" he asks while smirking.

I look at him and bite my lip. "hmmm let me think...? no." I close the blinds and continue to do my makeup.

After a while of lip syncing in the mirror and getting ready, i get another text from Jake asking if i'm ready to leave. Instead of replying back, I just go down stairs say bye to my mom and walk over to their house. I see jake loading amps and his guitar into the van. I run up behind him and jump on his back once he lays them down.

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