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“well yes you will. i could already getting into enough shit if your dad or anyone else notices so.. i’d rather not get myself into more of a mess by leaving you alone.” weston wasn’t bound to risk her life. if someone recognized her and tried to start something because of who her father was it’d end up being his fault for not having been there and of course, he wouldn’t let that happen. honestly weston knew they wouldn’t question him if he acted normal. raising a brow at her words a small laugh parted his lips. “well we’ll stop at my place on our way there then. and if you want you can look through my closet and pick my outfit. considering that you me joining you probably annoys the hell out of you at least i’ll wear something decent in your eyes.” he told her, his head tilting to the side and a small laugh parted his lips. “obviously i wouldn’t show up in my uniform. you know i’m not dumb, adelaide.” it’s her next words which surprised him. she wanted to get him DRUNK. “you say that now. i don’t need any alcohol to get the party going.” he said, a smirk making its way onto his lips. “besides it’s not as if you’ve ever wanted to go out with me to have fun, so.. you wouldn’t exactly know.” they both knew that was true. weston obviously wouldn’t have the same attitude at work than he usually would. he was different, more serious, focused. “brooke, your dad let’s me go home whenever you go to sleep. he thinks he’s got enough security at the gates for you to not escape, but that’s lies. they’re usually distracted.” it was the honest truth. weston knew how security working for his dad went. “just trust me. i’ll just tell him you went to sleep and that i’d be back tomorrow morning. the only thing you and i gotta do is figure out how the hell to get you out of your room. climbing through that window of yours seems like the best option.”

  “uhm yeah I think so?” Brooke wasn’t entirely sure, yet she knew that if she did need the money she’d just use her charm to borrow some from whatever stranger she’d lay her eyes upon. it’s how it worked, the only way she would actually get money if she needed it. apart from well.. her aunt. it’s as the male offered to give her a ride in which the blonde’s face lit up, her red lips curving into a wide grin. “god are you serious? i feel as if i’ve just been blessed from above.” she spoke, a small laugh escaping her. it’s as he pushed his plate of fries over from her to take in which he thanked him and instantly she reached for one, popping it into his mouth. “or actually how about this.. we share your fries and we get ice cream later. i know a place where they serve one of those cones where they’re like super cheap so.. of course it’d be my treat.”

Jesse frowned as he gazed up at her. He could tell that something had shifted, that something wasn’t exactly right and suddenly he felt as if he’d done something wrong. He thought he’d gotten her upset somehow, but how? What did he do for that sudden change of attitude? His brows furrowed as she climbed off of him, his gaze stuck on her as she walked towards the door and his lips parted as she spoke? What did he do that was so bad to have her wanting him to leave? It wasn’t something he understood, something he didn’t see and he blamed himself for it. Even if it wasn’t his fault. Jesse sat up, hands resting on his knees as she told him to get out and a sigh parted his lips. She wasn’t looking at him, she couldn’t look at him for some strange reason he didn’t get, something which confused the hell out of him. The male got up and made his way towards her. His shirt laying on the floor beside the bed yet he didn’t bother picking it up. He wasn’t sure if he was leaving just yet. He needed to try and get her to talk to him, to tell him what he’d done wrong to upset her. “Elena please..” His voice is soft and gentle. He wants her to give him a shot at trying to understand what he’s done. Yet he doesn’t get it, he doesn’t see what he could’ve done wrong. In his eyes everything had gone just fine. He lifts his hand, fingers moving to her jaw, caressing her soft skin before they moved beneath her chin only to tilt it up. “What did I do that made you upset?” There’s no way she can make him believe that she’s fine, he’s able to tell by the look on her face and the tone in her voice. “Tell me, please. I care about y o u, a lot.” He told her, something which she already knew. “And it is true, I wasn’t lying when I said that I want to know all about you. It’s the TRUTH, so please just- Elena. Don’t push me away.”

“Well.. If I were you I’d just try to ignore whatever anyone else thinks of you.”

“well i don’t see the need in saying it out loud considering that you already know.” she said, fingertips tapping against his chest. at his words brooke can’t help but to arch a brow a small laugh parting her lips and she shook her heard. “you can’t say that i’m having a bad influence on you, when you’re the bad boy sneaking his girlfriend into the guys’s locker room.” she said, and shook her hair, her hand moving up to run through her hair. “but fine. i’m still getting dominos, only to torture your hot ass.” she spoke, a small smirk spread across her features. it didn’t take the other guys long to disappear from the lockers room and once they did a sigh of relief parted her lips. “god fucking finally i don’t get how it takes anyone so long to leave.” she chuckled and sat down on one of the benches, taking her sneakers off before unbuttoning her jeans, her gaze stuck on him the entire time. “if we’re not going to have pizza later what are we going to eat? it’s been a long time since we’ve had any dinner together, or a movie night and considering that you can’t eat any junk food we can’t really get mcdonald’s either.” she said, her hands moving to pull her denim jeans down her legs. “i mean.. i don’t really feel like getting something fancy. i’m just in a junk food mood, really.. can’t you just.. skip the rules for once? please?”

“it was, i’m risking my position here for YOU, adelaide, so we better not get caught.” he told her, arms crossed as he gazed at her. weston never was fond of getting into any mess which could cost him his job. it annoyed him in a way, but he knew that if he were to be in her position he’d like someone doing the same for him. “right, okay i can understand that.” he said, hand moving to run through his curls and he swallowed. he didn’t know who this friend of a friend was, yet he wasn’t going to let her go alone, obviously, he wasn’t supposed to leave her side. “all right, fine. it’s a deal, BUT i’m coming with you.” he told her. he didn’t think that him tagging along to make sure she was safe would cause any problems. “it’s the only way i’m going to help you sneak out. if something happens to you it’ll be my fault.” he told her. honestly if he was going to be doing this, might as well take here there and look out for any asshole who might think they can try anything with her. “besides it’s not as if they know i’m your bodyguard so.. i’m pretty sure i could pass as a friend of yours.” it wasn't as if he was 10 years older than her, in fact he was only 3 years older than her so.. he didn't see why there should be a problem in him tagging along. “i’m not a party pooper so if you’re worried that i might ruin it for you i won’t, i promise.”

weston arched a brow at her words, not really understanding what she meant by that. if the reports said that animal attacks were what was going on why wouldn’t it be the truth? unless they were covering something up, and that wouldn’t make any fucking sense. “well that’s weird.” he says, following after her and soon the male was looking around himself, trying to spot a free booth where they could sit in and once he does, he nods for her to follow his way. “how can you be sure that it isn’t that though?” weston asked her, brows furrowed as he tries to make sense of the whole situation yet he can’t. “i mean i just don’t really get it, there can’t be a good reason for anyone trying to cover the truth up.”

a small chuckle escaped weston’s lips as she asked him about rules and he couldn’t help but to raise an eyebrow at her. “are you really asking me? i think the answer to that’s a bit obvious i mean.. since when have i played any game following any rules?” he asked her, laughing softly. honestly in his mind he thought he alcohol wouldn’t only help to let lose, but also to answer any type of question, even the ones which involved things that no one really knew about them. maybe it’d end up becoming their thing, playing games where they’d end up spilling secrets to one another, he wasn’t sure. weston’s followed her, his mind wandering around the thought of just breaking the rules like he always did, but this time in a more serious way. maybe he’d end up breaking his word to his best friends, he wasn’t sure yet, but it was definitely hard for him to keep his hands to himself considering the fact that he liked her, while he was aware that she liked him. it was torture in a way, something he didn’t exactly comprehend. but it was so hard, so fucking difficult. “yeah that one.” he said notting at her. “and no don’t worry he’s not really into it anyway so.. i doubt he’ll notice.” he explained. “it’s actually one of my favorites, the fact that it’s sweet, tastes like candy yet has the same effect like any other drink.. it’s great.” weston moved closer, his hand moving up to the bottle’s cap and in a swift move he’d gotten it open. “try it, if you don’t like it we’ll grab something else.”

“Some kind of freak? Okay that’s like ridiculous- I didn’t even look at you in a bad way.” He’s confused as of why she’s telling him that. “I don’t have anything against you if that’s what you think.”

He lets his hands rest on her shoulders a small smirk making its way onto his features as she arched a brow at him and briefly Jesse wondered what kind of game she was playing. It definitely was one he couldn’t figure out. “Well.. That’s good ‘cause.. I like mental.” The words leave his lips before he notices the way she’s letting the blade graze his skin, enough to cause a small wound on his arm. “Okay, okay- no more playing around with this.” Jesse spoke, words meaning the scissors she held as his hands moved down to her wrists. “You’re going to end up hurting me.” There’s something strange in the way she’s acting, it cause a small shiver to run down his spine yet he forces himself to believe that he’s just overreacting, that he’s simply seeing things that aren’t there, so he pushes the thoughts to the back of his head. His hand moved to rest against the side of her neck, and he found himself swallowing as he couldn’t exactly figure out what she meant by that, yet he didn’t care, he was going to be completely honest with her and he was. “Then show me, ‘cause I want to know all about you.”

“weird stuff?” he arched a brow, the tone in his voice clearly giving away that he didn’t entirely know what she was talking about. “what kind of weird stuff?” honestly weston hadn’t really heard of whatever weird situation that was going on in town. after all he’d just moved in so of course it wasn’t as if he’d been updated on the town’s current news. “i’m sure it can’t be that bad though, and whatever it is i’m pretty sure it’ll get sorted eventually.” It’s then in which he spotted a small local, grill written all over it and slowly he approached it with her. “you first.” he said, opening the door for her.

“Looking at you like what?”