The Bicycle thief

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_________ ׂׂ་༘࿐
When death takes my hand I will hold you with the other and promise
to find you in every lifetime
            — Commitment

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐When death takes my hand I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime             — Commitment

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— Madison
I'm shopping with everyone right now. More said me and Kiara are shopping. John b, jj and pope are playing around with each other.

I walk a little further in the store while the others stay a bit at the beginning. I look through the racks full of clothing in peace until I hear someone clear their throat.

I turn around towards the sound and see a tall guy with dark blonde/light brown hair. It was kinda curly. With almost crystal clear blue eyes. A few small freckles spread on his face.

I stand in front of him with my arms crossed. "What do you want William?" I ask already annoyed. I can never just have a peaceful life.

"What I can't say hello to you?" He spoke with a smirk on his face. Knowing that it would only anger me more. I narrow my eyes at him. He's up to something.

"Well to be honest we're not friends." I say turning back around looking through the racks again. He is silent for a few minutes until. I just needed to find the perfect top.

"You wanna know what I heard?"
"I heard that Jase Marsden is going to ask you out on a date."He says in a different tone than before. Not even letting me talk. I turn around to face him again with a confused look.

"Jase Marsden?" I ask again. He nods hit head not looking at me. "Okay, but why would you tell me." I say walking over to another rack. He follows after me.

To be honest with you. I was only acting like a knew who Jase Marsden was. I have no clue who he is.

"Well I was wondering if you were going to turn him down. " He says. I let out a little laugh. He's got to be joking right.

I take a look at his face. He seems to serious to be joking about this. "You're joking right?" I ask him. He shakes his head. "I am not joking Emmy." He says in a serious tone.

"Okay why would I turn him down?" I say fully focused on him now. He lets out a chuckle. "Why would you say yes?" He asks. Does he seriously think he can make that choice for me.

It was not like I was going to but the idea of him mad over something like this was funny so I just play along.

"I'm surprised that you think it's any of your business if I say yes or no." I say to him. Why is he always like this, so controlling. Why does he care anyway.

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