Chapter 13

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Savannah's POV

'Wolves' by Selena Gomez was blaring from the radio.

I was humming along but stopped suddenly when I heard another voice singing along.

"You know this song?" I yelled.

Devon just smiled.

"I like songs. All kinds."

"Didn't expect you capable of hitting this key."

"Its called a head voice, genius."

I playfully slapped his arm.

"Shut up Dante."

"As you wish Andrea."

I rolled my eyes and glared out the window.

We pulled up at Frost's ice cream parlour.

"How do you know this place? It has the best ice cream in the whole world!" I yelled excitedly

"Anyone ever told you  you're really loud." He asked.

"And possibly psycho."

"That's what my fans love about me, Dante." I teased, flicking my hair.

"You did not just play the superstar card with me."

"What if I did?" I turned to face him, raising my eyebrow, trying to hide the smile playing on my lips.

"You're a psycho."

"Oh she's sweet but a psycho, a little bit psycho at night she screaming" I screamed.

Devon grabbed my hand and spun me around.

His eyes looked fiercely with mine.

"Finish that song. I dare you."

At first his cold voice kinda startled me.

Then I met his eyes and saw the hidden  amusement.

Jerk.

"I'm ma ma ma outta my mind!!!!!!" I yelled loudly.

"That's fucking it."

I turned and sprinted and he dashed after me.

I ran into the ice cream parlour.

Screaming my head off.

Lucky it was empty.

If otherwise I could already see the headlines.

"Young model and actress, Savannah Javanno finally cracks from the pressure."

Yeah.

"Devon I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."I yelled.

" I dared you and you completed the song."

"What do you have against the song?"

I panted, ducking behind a table.

"I have nothing against the song but I'm pretty sure every being in a three mile radius is either deaf or has a migraine by now."

Okay I admit I was yelling a little.

Okay a lot.

"Jerk. My voice is the best. I turned down a fucking collab with Justin Bieber."

He swooped in and grabbed me. Holding my waist firmly.

"Got you." He whispered in my ear.

I felt myself start blushing as my back was pressed against his really hard frame.

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