Tiffany's POV
I grab my stuff and begin to lift my self up off the ground. I walk back in the nurses office.
"Are you boys sure that you will take him to the hospital."
"Yes we promise." They lift Tyler up and I am closely to them. I am not about to go to my house and be yelled at for no damn reason. I open the door and 3 of them get on their bikes.
"How are we supposed to deliver Tyler?"
"I brought my car don't worry."
"Oh" I follow the 2 dudes holding on Tyler to a black Porsche. Hahaha no way in hell I am getting in that.
"Nope, nope."
"What are you scared?"
"Yes I don't like going fast."
"I will take it nice and slow. Promise."
"Ok" I open the door for them and they slide Tyler in the back. The boys get in the car and I am still outside standing.
"Where am I supposed to sit?" They look at each other and smirk.
"Well you can sit on my lap." Ugh gross.
"I am not about to give you a lap dance."
"Just get in the damn car and shut the hell up." That was Tyler.
"Shut up Tyler." The boy try's to not moan while I am on his lap. I giggle at him. The dude behind the drivers seat starts the car and drives to the hospital.
I move my butt around and he lets out a little moan. Me and they guy behind the wheel start to laugh.
"Shut the hell up. Damn y'all so loud." I put my hand on the radio and crank up the volume.
"Is this loud enough for you!!!!!!!!" We all laugh. Tyler's hand comes up and turns it down.
"Are we almost their yet. Damn where the hell is the hospital???"
"We are close, shut up." Tyler goes back to sleep.
