Not a him (Editing)

Chapter 15

"Booty had me like

Booty had me like

Booty had me like

Like woah

You gotta bae?

Or nah?

Booty droppin' down low,

Got me pickin' up my jaw," I rapped along as I kept my eyes on the road.

I heard Nash groan at my rapping.

"Do you have other songs that aren't about booty?"

"We can listen to 'or nah'," I glanced at him seeing his reaction,"you know,'do you like the way I flick my tongue or nah, you can ride my face until you drip in c-"

"I know the song," he interrupted me from continuing, knowing what I was going to say.

I laughed at his eagerness to stop me.

"Your so cute when you act innocent."

"Yeah, yeah."

I chuckled and changed the the song. Falling in reverse 'don't mess with ouija boards' blasted in my car.

After 20 second of the into, the screamo part of the song came on, sending Nash for my phone.

"Not that ether."

"What! We haven't even got to the good," I skipped to the course.

His eyes widen at the low scary scream from the radio. Quickly skipping the song.

"You must have the darkest of souls cause that was something only dark souls would listen to."

"Whatever, rock n' roll it is then," I raised my eyebrow up in question.

"By rock n' roll do you mean like Scorpions or Aerosmith?"

"Yep," I said popping the 'p'.

I pulled into the exit on the freeway, looking at the choices.

"Soo Wendy's, chickfila, oor..."

"You pick."

"Then waffle house it is,"a groan escaped Nash's lips, annoyance drown in his voice.

"Well if you wanted something else you should have said it, my god,"I yelled as I pulled into the parking lot.

"Either way your not going to listen."

I nodded my head agreeing with him. I already knew it was true. I want some waffles!

I put the car in park and took the key out of ignition. Steping out the car I heard Nash slam the door slitly pissed.

"I understand your pissed but that gives you no reason to slam my GODDAMN DOOR!"

"Its just a stupid car, calm down," he grumbled, annoying me further.

"One, it's not a stupid car and two, its my goddamn car."

"Can we just go inside and eat so you can stop acting like a bitch."

Shock exploded from my face,which quickly turned to rage.

"What did you just call me."

"If your not going inside, I will," then he walked off.

He walked off. He fuqing walked off.

He is so lucky we are in public, or I would have shifted and ripped his balls off.

I walked inside, rage still evident in my face.

Nash sat at the bar and picked up a menu. I sat one seat away from him not wanting to be near him.