Honey (BxB)

~36~

Jesse

Dylan is blabbering something about his hair while I decided to tidy my books on the shelf. We're in my bedroom waiting for Tristan to pick us up. He should be here in about.... thirty minutes. 

"Do you think we will fit in?" Dylan asked me from behind. 

"I don't know. I don't think so but you were the one who wanted to know what a party is like," I said, rolling my eyes as I remembered his words. 

"I know but I'm a little nervous right now." He said sheepishly while playing with his fingers. 

"Relax, if we feel awkward we can just sneak out, okay?" I said as I sat down on my bed. 

He looked up, a frown forming on his face. "That's like ditching them," 

"We're not ditching, we're just going out to get fresh air. We're not going home and leaving them," I said, frowning back. 

Dylan raised both his eyebrows when he realized what I said. "Oh... like that,"  He nodded. 

We spent some time talking about some stupid things until Tristan finally came. 

We both went down as we heard a horn outside. 

It was Tristan and his friend Jake. Tristan was grinning at us through the car window. I smiled back at him. 

"Hey guys," He greeted us as we got into his car. "This is Jake," He said, pointing his thumb at the blue eyed boy in the passenger seat. 

"Hey," I greeted while giving him a small smile. 

I sat behind Jake while Dylan sat behind Tristan. I looked at Dylan to say something only to see him fiddling with his fingers. He seemed uncomfortable. I could see there was something bothering him. 

Tristan said something to Jake but Jake was out of the world. He seemed like he was thinking about something.

Suddenly he looked up, his eyes growing wide as he pointed a finger at Dylan. 

"HEY!! I KNOW YOU!! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO CRASHED INTO ME AND RUINED MY SHIRT!" He screamed at Dylan. 

Dylan flinched before his expression turned annoyed. "I DIDN'T CRASH INTO YOU!! YOU DID!! " He shouted back. 

"DO YOU THINK I'LL PURPOSELY RUIN MY SHIRT??" 

"I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THAT!! BUT IT WASN'T MY FAULT ONLY AND I SAID SORRY!!" 

"IS SORRY GOING TO BRING BACK MY SHIRT!? IT WAS CHANEL AND I ONLY WORE IT ONCE!"

"YOU'RE RICH!! YOU COULD JUST BUY ANOTHER ONE. SO STOP MAKING A FUSS ABOUT IT! "

"JUST BECAUSE I'M RICH DOESN'T MEAN I'M GONNA WASTE MY MONEY. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO RUINED IT!! SO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY!!"

"IT WAS YOUR FAULT TOO AND I DON'T HAVE THAT MUCH MONEY TO WASTE ON A STUPID SHIRT!! BESIDES, YOU RUINED MY BOOKS TOO!!"

"THE PAINT WAS YOURS AN-"

"Guys, stop!" Tristan said trying to calm both of them and it kind of worked. They both stopped and glared at each other for some seconds before turning to look out the window with a huff. 

Good lord! They're really loud. 

"You guys seem to know each other and it doesn't feel like it's in a good way," Tristan said with a chuckle, trying his best to ease the tension. "But this is a good day guys, we're going to a party and we're together. So no grudges and fights, okay?"

They both looked at Tristan like he grew two heads. Tristan rolled his eyes before turning to face the both of them. "Come on, shake hands and promise not to fight or we're not going," 

"What, Tris? We're not kids—" Jake tried to complain but Tristan's stern voice cut him off. 

"Well, you both are behaving like kids so shake your hands and reconcile," 

Jake groaned while Dylan rolled his eyes but after a few minutes of glaring at each other, they shook each other's hand.

Tristan smiled and winked at me before starting the car. It didn't take me long to turn into a ripe cherry. 

What was that for?! 

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