#s:jade

[fxrcfly]

connection: the bad girl & the nice boy

“I don’t know what is it that makes you like me, but please... just stop,“ she pleaded having an unusual hint of sadness in her eyes. For the last few weeks she had noticed changed in his body language, and it wasn’t hard to figure out he had developed a crush on her. Jade was a part of a biker gang that ruled over a good part of the city, which wasn’t the safest lifestyle choice. Truth be told she had been starting to catch some feelings too, but she didn’t want to put him in danger, it was already dangerous enough to be good friends with her. He was too sweet, too pure and too precious for this life Jade lived. “I’m not good for you. Just forget about me.“

[ingxnue]

               ”Oh, uh, hey — goodmorning. I’m not sure if you got the memo or anything but my brothers party kind of ended last night and it’s, uh, ten in the morning.”

[ingxnue]

                   ”—— Do you use that line on all the girls or am I just lucky?”

[ingxnue]

             "----                   why are you looking at me like that?"

[ingxnue]

                                    “Oh, come on — I’m sure I’ll be fine. After all, we never really said it was an official date. We’re just going to see a movie, that’s all — I don’t even like him like that, and I highly doubt he likes me like that. So that’s all, just two people going to see a movie together, I’ll be okay.” Jade said, a soft smile spreading across her features as she looked over at the other.

[ingxnue]

                “Stop — stop, I’m trying to talk.” The blonde giggled before continuing, “You did really great out there.” She said, keeping her arms wrapped around the sweaty boy. “And for the record — you were definitely the best player on the field -- hands down.” Jade said, scrunching up her nose slightly as she looked up at him.

[ingxnue]

              "Look, as much as I'd love to come over  -- I have a family dinner to get to and my father will kick my ass if I miss it." The girl said, starting to walk away before letting out a huff of air and turning towards the person, giving in to their endless pleading. "Can you have me home by five?"