a/n so basically there was parts that i had in the plot line
that didnt make it in.

p.s i dont really like the way i ended it
and i dont know when this is setted in the story
so please bare with me. i may change it up
in the future.

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extras; thoughts

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    "I wasn't jealous!" Lucas argued, his bottom lip pouting as he knew he was going to lose this war. Prom had gotten boring for us so we left thirty minutes early. Plus drunk people were wondering around, ending with one of them coming up to me and asking me if I wanted some. Lucas noticed as he came back from the bathroom and had gotten jealous when he saw the guy reach for my arm. So, he was the one reason why we had to leave early. I wouldn't have if Lucas wasn't my ride home.

    "Just admit it." I giggled as I pushed my feet up on the dashboard. "You were jealous. You were jealous." I begin to sing, waving my hands in the air. Lucas shook his head at me and tried not to laugh as I did a finger dance in the air.

    "Whatever." he sighs while sitting up from his slouching postion. He snaps his head towards out the window as I turn my head to him, a smirk placed on my lips.

   "Now learn from this Mr. Hemmings." I smiled. "I always win." a scuff came from Lucas as he shook his head. I cocked my eyebrow up as he flicked his blinker on and turned on the road.

    "This isn't the way to my house luke." I sat up to see the different street lights and signs. Only a chuckle came from Lucas as he didn't say a word. "Lucas, my mom is going to kill me if I'm not home in like ten minutes!" I shouted, throwing my hands into the air.

    "Whatever happened to breaking the rules Mrs. Brent." he snickered as he quoted my favorite movie. I sarcastically laughed as I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned back into my seat. I reached for the stereo to entertain myself while Luke didn't say a word. Turning it up until the car shook, Panic! At The Disco began to play. Lucas kept looking his way at me as I faced the window, still pissed.

    My mother was going to kill me. And knowing her, she's probably calling up my dad right now telling him that I'm not home and he's going to think I'm with Lucas. Within the matter of an hour, my father will find me, he always did when I was younger and ran off from home. Basically I only did this because my mother wouldn't make mac & cheese for dinner and instead cooked hot dogs or bought fast food. I always ran off to the playground though, some where - where my dad couldn't find me. But after a while, he always knew I would run there so it wasn't very secretive afterwards.

     "Are you really mad at me?" he asked, stitching his eyebrows together. I didn't answer him, didn't even look at him, I just kept my head to the window. The car slowly pulled itself over and Lucas put it in park while turning the radio down, almost into a whisper. "Are you seriously giving me the silent treatment because I want to bring you somewhere?"

      "No." I answered honestly, sitting myself up in the seat and facing him. "But you aren't telling me where we are going or why we are going there. My parents are going to be pissed and I'm never going to get to see you again. You see, my dad isn't very friendly when it comes to guys he doesn't like, especially you. So I thought tonight you would own up and show them, just a little bit, that you are good at least telling time. But no, of course not. I always choose the wrong people."

      "What do you mean you always choose the wrong people? Do you not li--"

      "I like you, Lucas. There is no way for me not to. But you can't pull things like this, I have fucking finals to study for still Luke. You do. My sister usually at this time hangs out with me to help her with math or chores. You need to ask me before you do something like this." I shook my head and watched as Lucas' face drop. "But since I like breaking the rules sometimes. Where are we going?" I watched as he smiled and mocked his emotions. I knew my mom was going to kill me, I knew my dad wasn't going to agree with us, but I guess we need to live a little.

    "Well, I overheard from a special someone that someone amazing was playing at the Rolling Dice." he smirked as he watched me smile. I leaned over the dashboard in front of us and rested my head on my palm.

      "Who? You gotta tell me now!" I awaited for him to answer, but he only shook his head at me. He pulled the car back out into the road and began to drive, making me pout my bottom lip.

     "It's a surprise." he shouted before placing his fingers on the buttons of the radio. "And you'll love it, I know it." he turned the radio back up to find another band playing their instruments into his car. He began to tap his fingers along to the beat and I just watched as he did.

      And before I pulled back into my seat, I rose up from it and planted a kiss on his cheek. He smiled before turning his head and placing his lips on mine. I smiled as he turned back to the car that had almost turned on him.

       "I hate you." he whispered back at me.

       "Shut up."