ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴏʏ|| jachary a.u.

ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀ!

"look I'm fucking pissed okay? You either take me to me to my damn house or I'll walk there."

"No you won't." Zach raises his eyebrow and tries to open the door but it was locked.

"Let me out." He grits out.

"No." Zach looks at him, grabs his face and starts kissing and biting on his neck.

Zach opened his eyes and rolled his eyes, it's too far.

He went to Jack's lap and kept kissing it. Zach discreetly unlocked the door. He pulled away.

He got out the car and ran away.

Jack cursed himself and hit the steering wheel before turning on the car and going after him.

"Get in the car." He says as the window opens.

Zach fastened his pace.

"Stop running and get in the car!"

Zach didn't listen, he just kept running.

Jack went up the sidewalk and took out his gun.

"Get in the damn car." Zach looked at him in the eyes, crossed his arms, smirked and turned around.

Jack sighed and left the car.

Zach glances at him and huffs.

The curly head picks him up like a sack of potatoes.

"Put me down!" He started hitting his back.

"Jack! Put me down or I swear to God I'll stab your back."

"Do it and I'll tell Corbyn to kill your partner." Zach stopped immediately.

"That's what I th- ohhhhh" Zach kicked him where the sun doesn't shine.

He released himself from Jack's hold and grabbed him by the neck.

"No one threatens Sage. If you lay a hand on her I'll kill you without hesitation. Get in the car. I'm driving to my house." He pushes Jack to the floor and gets in the car.

He backed away from the sidewalk and waited for Jack to get in.

"Guess I'm not that easy huh?" He speeds through the streets.

"You're a bitch. I need to go to the street racing station and race."

"And you wanted to take me, when I have to kill a lot of them in a few weeks, there? You're not my only client dipshit."

"I'm think I'm gonna be sick."

"Suck it up buttercup, been through worse and I'm still here." Zach fastens the speed.

"Oh shut the fuck up! You did this to me."

"That's because you're an asshole, you brought this on yourself."

"How is it my fault?"

"You didn't wanna take me home." He takes out his phone and checks if Christina sent him any texts.

Missed call by nerd

"She's gonna beat my ass!" He dials her number and waits for Christina to pick up.

"Are you okay!? I'm worried sick!"

"Hey bubs, I'm peachy, you know the driver? It's Mr. Avery! Yeah he didn't want to let me go home so I ran, but he picked him up and kicked him..."

"Where are you?"

"Two minutes away from home, one if I-"

"You're not going faster than that!"