The Gang Leaders Loner

Idaho

Ello, it's been awhile, but I'm back ;)
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I put the last of me and Spencer's bags in my Jeep, closing the back before heading to the passenger side.

Getting my father to allow me to go was tough, but when I pulled the adult card and the 'do you trust me?' card, he agreed to let me go with Spencer.

He and Spencer talked in private but my father didn't seem to dislike him, though he did ask if anything was going on with him.

I told the truth, that we were kind of seeing each other but didn't want to make it official yet until we knew where our relationship was going.

I hope it's going somewhere.

I plop down in the passenger seat with a sigh. I wore shorts and a hoodie a size to big paired with my adidas.

I look over and smile at Spencer who was already looking at me.

"Ready?" He asks, I nod and he starts the car, starting our road trip. It would take two days to get there, allowing us three days to hopefully find his brother.

I wondered what he looked like. Did he have Spencer's blue eyes? His pale skin? Hopefully not his ego, I don't know if I can take on two Spencer's.

We decided our first stop would be in Idaho, we could make it around midnight if nothing goes wrong.

I stretch my body out, making small noises of relief.

"What was that?" Spencer asks, I quirk a brow at him, "What?" I ask.

"Those sounds you just made," he clarifies, I shrug, "I don't know, I just make them when I stretch," I tell him.

He gives me a weird look that I ignore, I reach over to turn the volume up on the radio, listening to Breaking Benjamin.

I hum the lyrics as I scroll through Pinterest on my phone, glancing every few minutes on Spencer and where we are at.

"I got us a hotel room in Boise, Idaho," Spencer tells me. A blush makes its way to my cheeks, thinking about me and Spencer alone for the night.

Oh dear lord.

"Okay..." I say quietly. I feel his eyes on me for a second longer before looking back at the road.

"We should play a game," Spencer announces, I look over at him and find that familiar smirk on his face.

"And what game do you have in mind?" I ask him, turning my eyes into slits.

"Truth or dare," he says smugly. Of course.

"What dares could we do while on the road?" I ask, he shrugs, "Fine, truth or truth," he looks over at me.

I roll my eyes as he asks "Truth or truth," like I have an option.

I let out a long sigh, "Truth," I tell him, he smirks and thinks for a moment. What could be going on in that brain of his?

"What was your first impression of me?" He asks. His question takes me off guard, I thought it would be something silly.

"Before we spoke I believed you were a beautiful pale devil, then you spoke and I thought you were an ass," I tell him honestly.

"Pale devil? I'm not that pale..." he trails off.

"Truth or truth?" I ask him with a smile.

"Truth," he answers quickly.

"How did you meet Kara?" I ask, I had always wondered but never thought to ask, until now.

He takes a deep breath, oh this is going to be really good or really bad.