cats and Taco Bell. a Jacob Whitesides imagine.

chapter 8

*you get to your car and you both slide into the back seat.*

Jacob: hello mr. y/last/n. I'm Jacob.

dad: I've heard a lot about you.

y/n: dad! stop! *you say embarrassed*

Jacob: no. it's okay. *he just smiles at you, making you smile.* so what all does she say?

dad: just about everything. how much she likes you, how amazing, and sweet, and attractive you are. her words not mine. *he laughs awkwardly*

Jacob: so do you have any embarrassing stories about y/n? *he smiles at you*

y/n: nooo... Jacob. I'm sure that you don't want to hear those..

Jacob: sure I do.

dad: I think I'm going to like this boy.

y/n: *without even thinking you say* I told you that you were going to. he's so amazing and sweet and he's attractive and kind a- *you immediately stop and get embarrassed again* I'm just going to stop talking.

Jacob: no need for that. *he smiles and kisses your forehead. you blush again.*

dad: *clears his throat*

y/n: umm..

Jacob: *awkwardly laughs.*

dad: so Jacob. I know what y/n thinks about you. so tell me about yourself. not what y/n says.

Jacob: well, I'm a singer, I have a younger sister named Sierra, I'm 16... *you don't hear what he's saying anymore because everything just feels like a dream and you just stare at him and smile. the rest of the car ride is sort of a blur.*