five -"Cute name"

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S A R G E N T

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S A R G E N T

Hit.

I had to win the race.

Hit.

I wanted to crush that fucker Ryan in half and I wanted to see his broken face when he saw me win.

Hit.

"If you want to win so bad I suggest you stop hitting the bag so hard before you break something" I heard someone say from behind me.

I turned around to come face to face with my best friend Cody. Cody has been like a brother to me since forever, even before Blaine.

"Damn, you back so soon from LA? How was it, any hot girls?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Nah man I don't think I'm ever going to find someone" he replied with a smile giving me my water bottle.

"Oh fuck off, let's get out of here so we can have some real fun"

***

W I L L O W

I was standing outside of the school building waiting for my mom to pick me up since we'd already gotten so much homework and I thought it was a good idea to sit at the school library and study.

But now that I'm standing here, outside alone in the dark it doesn't feel like it was the right choice.

And on top of me being alone, I hadn't realized the group of guys who just got out of the school building and was behind me.

Why me. Why me. Why me.

As they got closer I heard their voice clearer and they were talking about some stupid race.

And when I looked behind me to see who they were one of them was already looking at me, he had light brown hair, dark blue eyes and he had another school uniform on so he was clearly not from our school.

I turned around immediately not liking the weird gut feeling the guy gave me and started playing games on my phone.

But not even a few minutes after I heard footsteps behind me and when I looked up from my phone I looked right into a pair of dark blue eyes.

"Hey, are you waiting for someone?" the light brown-haired guy asked with a small smile.

"Yeah, I'm waiting for my mom" I answered with a smile too.

"I'm Ryan"

"I'm Willow" I introduced myself back while shaking his hand.

"Cute name" he replied with a smirk and it made me blush.

And when I was about to answer him I got a message.

Sorry, can't pick you up I'm stuck in traffic! Love you!

"Fucking hell" I whispered to myself but I guess Ryan heard me.

"What happened?" he asked with worry.

"My mom can't pick me up and now I have to walk home"

"You can catch a ride with me if you want," he offered and I couldn't say no.

"Sounds good," I said with a smile.

He told his friends that he was gonna take me home and they exchanged some words and we started walking towards his car, or so I thought.

...

"Are you gonna drive me home with this?" I looked at the motorcycle and then up to him with a shocked face.

"Yes, are you scared?" he asked with an amused look.

"No, I'm not" I hate lying.

"Get on it then princess," he said and put his extra helmet on me.

***

I screamed all the way home. I was a mess.

"I thought you weren't scared?" he asked with a chuckle and I got even redder if that was possible.

I got off the motorcycle and took off the helmet trying to stand on my own since I was so dizzy.

"I'm not scared, you were just driving too fast" I lied again.

"If you say so" he chuckled.

"Thank you for the ride, Ryan," I told him with a smile.

"No problem princess, it was really nice to meet you"

"Goodnight," I told him walking to the door.

"Goodnight, see you around Willow" he replied putting his helmet on waiting for me to get in the house.

When I closed the door I heard his motorcycle and smiled a little.

I hope I can see him again.

Oh, shut up Willow! You just met the guy and he gave you a ride home.

Oh, shut up Willow! You just met the guy and he gave you a ride home

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