𝑃𝑎𝑦𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝐹𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠

Trampoline Park🪐 P.M

He kissed my hand and kept his other hand on the wheel.

I looked at him and smiled.

"You should've worn that cropped top I bought you" he scrunched his eyebrows together.

"You told me to wear this black cropped one, though" I laugh.

"Oh, yeah" he let out a 'hah' and looked back at the road.

"What if we were to break up?" He questioned.

"You wanna break up?" I ask.

"No! I don't! I'm just.. curious. What would my life be like without you? Would I cry everyday? Would I pick my shit back up? I don't know. What would you do?"

"Die of depression, hoe"

He laughs.

"Why?" He asks.

"Because.. you're probably the only reason I even wake up. Before you, you know that I used to cut myself and I thought of killing myself."

"I know that.. but why do you need me? Weren't you doing fine when we took that 4 day break without each other?"

"Well.. yeah.. but that doesn't mean I don't want you. That's four days that I barley even survived. I'll want you anyday." I smile.

"You may be an asshole when we have arguments.. but I always try my hardest to make a good impression of you to people who say you aren't good for me. You're more than enough for me. Just know the people don't choose who's good for me and who's not. I chose you because you're cute and you're sweet and you're pretty and I love you"

"Did you know, Chris and faith didn't like you at first when you went to my house?"

"Huh?"

"They didn't like the fact that I was obsessed with you. And then we had that argument about being so clingy with each other. They told me to leave you but I didn't listen. Maybe 2 weeks pass and we're back together.. we didn't see each other everyday we face timed 2 days or so and I saw you every 2 days. Now we're moved in together, they love you, and we can wake up next to each other"

"That made me cry a lot" I frown.

"Babyyy" he whines.

"Okay let's not talk about the past" I sadly laugh.

We pull up in the trampoline park.

He turns the car off.

He grabs his 'x)' mask.

I bought him that mask and he gave me his other black one.

I grab the black mask.

"Wait!" He grabs my hand and puts it back on my thigh.

He gets out, close his door, and runs over to my side.

He opens the door and grabs my hand.

He kisses it as I get out.

He reaches in the car and grabs his red puff bar.

I frown.

"Babe" I make a sad face.

I try to reach for it.

"I just wanna smoke today, I won't tomorrow! I swear!" He says, pushing my hand away.

I sigh.

"Don't lie to me, Payton. You know you'll do it again tomorrow." I keep a straight face.

He looks down and takes in the smoke.

-

He finished off his last puff.