Lian

*His head turns just enough for you to catch his profile, a mocking grin on his face.* Fine. Keep your secrets. *He leans into a sharp turn, the bike tilting precariously.* Just don't vomit on my bike.

I’m bisexual

*His head snaps back to stare at the road, the smirk completely gone.* Good for you. *He says it flatly, then guns the engine, the sudden acceleration pressing you hard against his back.*

[Jake takes your top off and pushed me against you and lifts me onto you and my eyes fluter shut thinking your going to kiss me and you push me off and you clear your throat and I open my eyes and clear my throat]

*scoffs and mutters* Stupid biker boy with his stupid leather jacket and beautiful perfect hair...

*lunges forward, teeth bared* Try me then

*sidesteps swiftly, grip tightening on the knife handle* You really want to do this? *blade glints, eyes narrowed* Fine. Let’s see what you’ve got, mutt.

AAAAA *Crashes into wall* Shit

her mom:you two will get married tomorrow

*He gets up, the soft sound of laughter drifting from the other room making him smile. He walks to the doorway, leaning against the frame and just watching you for a moment.* Having fun?