pres-leychaoâ:
It was expected that the girl would be stubborn but she was going up against Presley who was just as bad. He rolled his eyes and turned the truck off. âMaia. Itâs fucking raining. Just get in the truck and let me give you a damn ride home.â He said with a bit of an annoyed tone. He didnât want to be chasing the girl around town but he knew he couldnât leave her there. No matter how mad he was at her heâd never be that heartless. âIâm not leaving until you get in.â He called back at her.
a huge part of her was happy about the makeup that was running down her face hid the redness that was already forming under her eye and across her face, as she cold still feel the heat from the hand that had gone across her face earlier. âso what if its raining..? the rain is the leas of my problems right now!â she yelled before hearing him say he wouldnât leave until she got in, âim not getting in the truck with you Presley..â













