Jake's P.O.V

After half an hour of me debating whether or not to go with Meghan on her motorcycle, I finally pushed myself to get on it. Well, actually Meghan threatened to cut my manhood off if I didn't get on the bike in less than three seconds so did I really have a choice?

No I didn't.

Now, we are currently strolling through the mall while Meghan looks at the stores, deciding whether or not to head in. I trail behind Meghan silently, glancing around to see people looking at Meghan with small frowns. I know exactly why they are giving Meghan that look and thats because Meghan's tattoos are on show since Meghan decided to roll up her sleeves up to her elbows, revealing only some of the ink that is twirled on her arm.

I don't really know why they think they have the right to judge Meghan to be honest. First of all, Meghan can do whatever she wants with her body and second, I bet all of these people have done something extreme in their life before.

Wait, why am I saying this? I have been giving her that look ever since she appeared in my house that day! She is a freaking delinquent so what the hell am I suppose to do? Welcome her with open arms?

I don't think so.

All of a sudden, Meghan stops walking, making me bump into her back. I let out a groan and before I can say 'what was that for', Meghan turns around and sends me a weird look which shuts me up.

"We need an umbrella." Meghan says and I frown in confusion.

"Its not raining outside--" Meghan cuts me off with a small growl. She runs her hand through her blonde hair and looks around before grabbing my hand and pulling me into a random store.

As I look around to see where we are, my cheeks flame up in embarrassment. The undergarments and lingerie surround me in a uncomfortable way but before I can say anything, Meghan snaps her fingers in my face, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"This is what we are going to do. We need to get an umbrella so we can put the clothes in there to hide them." Meghan says and I just look at Meghan, speechless.

Does she really think that I am going to be apart of this? Because if she does, she better think again! I am not going to get into all of this bad stuff and-

"Anything I can help you with?" A girl appears in front of Meghan and I, grinning a little as she looks between us. "Maybe to choose what to impress your lover tonight--"

"Wha--"

"We are fine." Meghan says and the girl nods, walking away but I didn't miss the wink she sent our way before leaving. Meghan looks up at me and chuckles.

"Embarrassed, Jakie?" Meghan asks, probably referring to the blush that is making its way across my face. I gulp and shake my head, looking anywhere but Meghan. When I realise that we are still in the store though, I turn back to Meghan, not wanting to look at any of this stuff since it is makes me feel very uncomfortable.

I mean, I know it's nothing unusual to be in here because most guys buy this stuff for their girlfriends and whatnot--

"Okay, so we are going to go search for an umbrella." Meghan says, beginning to walk out of the store but I stop her by grabbing her arm. Meghan turns back to me with a frown.

"You know I can just pay for the clothes, right?" I say and Meghan smirks, nodding.

"I know but I like to do things the fun way." Meghan says and I let go of her arm in disbelief.

"You mean the illegal way--" Before I can finsih my sentence, Meghan grabs my arm and pulls me out of the store, obviously not caring about what I have to say.

"Okay, Jakie..." Meghan stops in front of another store and points inside. "Go and buy an umbrella." Meghan says and I frown at her.

"Aren't you coming in?" I ask and Meghan scratches her neck and look away with a small grin.

"I am sort of banned from shopping at this place." Meghan says and I raise my eyebrow at her in confusion.

"Meghan, your in Miami..." I trail off and Meghan looks back up at me and grins, her eyes lighting up in excitement and realisation.

"Oh yeah." Meghan says and she grabs my hand and pulls me into the store, a large smirk on her face. I follow behind Meghan and let out a sigh.

I can't believe I am letting Meghan do this.

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"I can't believe we just did that!" I say to Meghan as she bites into her burger. Meghan nods and places her burger on the tray.

"How do you feel?" Meghan asks, a small grin making its way onto her face. "Do you feel... bad?" Meghan adds and I nearly choke on my drink.

"I do not feel anything of the sort because I am pretending that I didn't do anything." I say and Meghan raises her eyebrow at me.

"But before you just said that 'we did it' which basically means that--" I cut Meghan off with a dry chuckle.

"I don't know what your talking about." I say and Meghan rolls her eyes and bites into her burger again while I sip on my coke.

"Whatever, nerd boy." Meghan says and I frown at her, my eyebrows furrowing at the name.

"Excuse me?" I say and Meghan smirks, tilting her head to the side.

"Your excused." Meghan says and I shake my head, placing my coke on the table.

"You just called me 'nerd boy'..." I say and Meghan nods, taking the last bite of her burger before taking a sip of her coke.

"So?"

"I am not a nerd." I say, narrowing my eyes at Meghan and she raises her eyebrow at me, the smirk not leaving her face.

"What are you then?" Meghan asks and I open my mouth to say something but no words come out, making me groan in defeat. Meghan chuckles and rests her elbows on the table.

"So, what were you saying before, nerd boy?" Meghan asks and I roll my eyes and stand up from my chair, collecting my rubbish and walking over to nearest bin before walking back to Meghan who is getting out of her chair.

"What is the time?" Meghan asks and I look down at my watch and before I can tell her the time, Meghan immediately grabs my hand, taking me by suprise.

"What are you--"

"Shut up and just act normal." Meghan orders and I close my mouth, looking down at Meghan who is looking at something behind me. As I go to turn around, Meghan slaps my arm and turns me back around.

"Don't look." Meghan says and I nod slowly. Meghan continues to look behind me and the curiosity inside of me is killing me but before I can act on it, two people appear in front of Meghan and I, nearly making me scream bloody murder.

I feel Meghan's grip on my hand tighten. "H-Hey..." Meghan stutters as she looks between the two people.

I look at the guy and my eyes go to his tattoos that are creeping up his collar. I think the tattoo is a snake but I can't really tell so I decide to move along from the tattoo and look at the guy's face. He has dark green eyes and brown hair that looks like he has been running his hands through it for hours. I sort of have that vibe that he is also a delinquent like Meghan but I don't press on it too much.

My eyes look over at the girl as I take in her appearance. She has long black hair and striking blue eyes which seem to be staring into Meghan's deeply. She is wearing tight black jeans and a red tank top with the words 'I don't care' on it.

As I glance over at Meghan, it looks like she is very nervous as she looks between the two people. Who even are these people? Are they friends of Meghan's?

"Hey princess," The guy says in a deep tone, a small grin appearing on his lips. The guy looks over at me and looks me over quickly before throwing me a smirk.

"Taking out my girl, I see?" The guy says and my eyes go wide at his words. Before I can speak, the girl chuckles, making me look over at her.

"Maybe she won't turn on him like she did to us." The girl says, looking up at the guy and he narrows his eyes at her.

"Evie, don't start." The guy says and Meghan scratches the back of her neck awkwardly.

"Look, Drake..." Meghan starts but before she can continue, Drake holds his hand up to her face.

"No need to explain anything. You had to do what you had to do and I don't blame you." Drake says in a calm tone and Meghan let's out a sigh.

"It wasn't right though. I fucked you all up when you didn't deserve it." Meghan says and Drake shrugs.

"All good, princess. Anyway, I must be going." Drake says, beginning to tug on Evie's hand and when the disappear, Meghan let's go of my hand and sighs, running a hand through her hair.

"I'm such a fuck up." Meghan says in a quiet voice and I frown at her.

"You okay?" I ask and Meghan looks up at me as if she is suprised that I am still here. She nods quickly and begins to walk with the umbrella swinging around her index finger and the plastic bag with the stolen clothes around her thumb, her free hand shoved into her pocket.

I follow behind Meghan as the questions race to my head. I push all of the thoughts away but that still doesn't stop the curiosity from staying in my mind.

What the hell should I do?

Talk to Meghan, duh, my brain says as if it is the most obvious thing in the world and I let out a sigh.

I guess I'll have to if I want to rest my thoughts. Let's just hope she won't lash out at me because I really don't want to die today.

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