Paris Taylor has a bad reputation. One day she meets Jack Avery and his band. Jack wants to change Paris to be her better self. Along the way Jack and Paris start to fall for each other, but they haven't told each other. Soon after Paris' friends...
Right now Jack and I are sitting outside on a date at the Perch. We were eating our food when my phone started buzzing. "Shit, shit, shit." I whispered, picking up my phone. I look at my phone to see an unknown number. "Who is it?" Jack asks as he takes another bite of his food. "I don't know." I say as I hit answer. An automated voice starts talking, "Hello, this is a pre-paid call from," it pauses. "inmate number '072662' or 'Bryce Hall' at LA County Jail. This call is subject to recording and monitoring. To accept charges please press '1', to refuse charges end call." I press one and the voice continues. "You may begin the conversation now." "Hello?" I ask. "Hey Paris..." He says. "What the fuck did you do?" I question, whispering the word 'fuck' since we're are in a fancy restaurant. "I'll tell you when you get here, if you do. Please come quickly and with a bail." He explains. "How much is the bail?" I ask. "3,000." He responds. "I'll get there as soon as possible, you're lucky I love you." I say and hang up before he can say 'bye'.
"I'm so sorry baby, but I really need to go." I say getting up and taking my bag. Jack opens his mouth to talk, but before he can say anything I walk out and head over to the elevator, calling an Uber on the way.
I finally get to the station and walk over to the front desk. "Hello how may I help you?" The officer asks. "Hi, I'm here to bail out my friend." I respond. "Who's your friend?" He questions. "Bryce Hall." I answer. He puts some information into the computer. "The amount of the bail is $3,000." He says. I nod my head and I get out a check I wrote in the car, giving it to the officer. He begins typing on the computer before speaking, "I will go and get your friend." He tells me as he leaves his little office.
Soon enough I see Bryce walk through with the officer behind his back, holding him. I jog over to Bryce and wrap him in a hug. Bryce stumbles back a little surprised, but ends up catching me anyways. He then hugs back. "Thank you so much, Paris." He whispers in my ear making me shiver a bit. "Of course, I'd do anything for your dumbass." I smile, leaning my head into his shoulder. After a little bit we back away. "I'm going to call an Uber then we are talking. I want to know want happened!" I tell Bryce making him chuckle. I call the Uber and we walk outside. "So, what did you do?" I ask. "Well at the party and I got into a really bad fight with a guy." Bryce explains. "Did you win?" I question. "Obviously." Bryce answers. "I knew you would." I smile.
Jack's POV:
Paris got a call and left, running out of the restaurant. I get up and walk over to the nearest waitress. "Hi, I'd like to pay my bill." I tell her. "Okay, can I have your card?" She asks. I nod my head and take out my wallet, giving her my card. She takes it and walks over to the cash register. Suddenly my phone goes off. I take it out and see that Josslyn texted:
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