A/N : btw, I know it looks like they made up pretty quickly, but trust me, the next chapter is gonna be kinda long wherever shit starts to go down.

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"No! What I want, is to stab Kit in the throat with my pencil" Trying to climb over him, I grabbed onto the door handle, but my body was yanked back by someone.

Feeling the urge to punch somethhing, I started to pound into my bag, turning my knuckles red.

"Someone's a tad angry" Snapping my head towards the drivers seat, I saw how Jared was wearing a toothy grin as he looked down to me.

"Fuck you!" I shouted, ready to strangle him.

"Would you though, cause your body looks smoking" Holding up the piece of paper, he tilted his head in amusement.

Reaching for him, Evan growled in frustration and snatched the piece of paper out of his hand while trying to hold me back.

"You're not helping with the situation you ignoramus" I stopped the fidgeting, and both Jared and I cocked an eyebrow in his direction due to his choice of insult.

"Igna-what?" Jared muffled with laugh. Trying my best not to crack a smile. But the louder Jared laughed, that harder it was for me to keep a straight face.

Evan folded his arms and muttered "Shut up" Before buckling his seatbelt and sinking within his seat.

Jared's eyes flickered back to me, and I swear I could see the hint of disgust in his eyes. obviously he was angry, I had apparently just screwed over his best friend.

"It's not me" I watched him in hope that I would see the emotion in his eyes change, but they didn't.

"Okay Caramel." He simply said.

As he started off the car, he drove down the roads and started to slow down all of a sudden.

"You wanna lift?" Jared laughed while looking towards his open window.

I had sunk down in my seat, so I couldnt see who it was. But just by the murmur of his voice, I knew exactly who it was.

"You stole my sisters car... again?" His voice was getting slowly louder, so that meant he was getting closer.

"Nope, she actually gave me permission this time" Tates warm chuckles made my stomach drop.

As he opened Evan's door, he froze upon seeing me. His cheeks lost all colour, while his eyes darkened.

"Hi" I spoke over the silence that had fallen since Tate arrived.

"see you guys later" He mumbled before pushing the door closed with thump. Quickly un buckling my seatbelt, I clambered out of my door and started to follow his footsteps.

"Capetti. ." I hollered as he opened a tall gate and slammed it in my face.

Groaning, I pushed it back open and groaned even louder as he seemed to be a lot further away than I had asmued before.

"Im speaking to you! " I yelled while cupping my both hands around my mouth.

He was giving me the silent treatment, really? I hadn't even done anything to deserve this anyways.

Stopping in my tracks, I smiled to myself as I thought of a way to grab his attention.

Sitting myself on the ground, I un loosened my hair and cleared my throat for me to only hear.

"Oww, oh my god Tate. Help me, it hurts so bad" The fake tears were beginning to form in my eyes, but none rolled down my face.

My clearly panicked voice had gotten Tates attention. Turning around, he jogged over to me and crouched down infront of me.

"What? What happened?" A slight part of me felt terrible as I heard how worried he sounded.

His lips were pursed as he concentrated on the place I pointed to on my ankle.

"This hurt?" He said while looking at my ankle. As his fingers brushed over my ankle, my heart rate began to speed.

As his eyes looked up towards me, I nodded my head as no words seem to escape from my mouth.

His eyes flickered down to my lips, before looking back up to my eyes with the tiniest of smirk on his lips.

As he leaned forward, he smiled as my hand went to the side of his face.

"Christ, you're beautiful " Closing the gap between us, he moaned into my mouth as I deepened the kiss.

His lips felt soft and tender as they moved against mine, leaving my lips with a delightful sensation as he broke away.

"I lo- really like you Carmela, I'm just done with the whole getting hurt thing." Grabbing his face with both hands, I shook my head as he pulled his eyebrows together.

"Im telling you the truth when I say this Tate, that picture, that voice note or whatever...It wasn't me. I lo- really like you too much" We both broke out in soft chuckles as I looked down at my ankle.

"What are you doing-" Shrieking, he threw me over his shoulder and started to walk back to the gate.

"Im helping my girlfriend with her twisted ankle?"

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