Never Forget You(Jacksepticeye X Reader)[completed]

Challenge #2

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(Jacks POV)

They must be insane. I'm not doing that. Nope. No way. Not doing it. Never. No when. No why. No how.

No

"'Wow' is an understatement," I said,"but I don't have a choice do I?"

"Nope, don't think so,"

"Ooooohhhh, ok," I sighed. "Do you know where we can do this without being arrested?"

"I know of a run down airport at the edge of town."

"Ok. Ok"

I started feeling lightheaded. Deep breaths. Don't go crazy. This isn't that bad.

No this is bad. This is really bad.

"Motorcycle?"

"I have a friend who has a motorcycle."

"How am I going to know when I get to 60 mph?"

"Um. We can put a camera over the speedometer and give u headset so when it gets to 60 I can tell u,"

"Bravery?"

"Used it all escaping my house and running through town,"

"Dammit. Anyway, lets go get this motorcycle,"

~time skip brought to u guys by the comments~

"Ok so I just have to hit the excelerator  and get up to 60 then hit the brakes," I said as we rolled the motorcycle to the runway.

"Well I mean you could do that unless you want to flip the thing,"

"What!"

"Just, don't do what you were planning on doing. Instead start off slow enough then start going a bit faster till you're at 60. Otey?"

"Otey,"

Ya this didn't seem too hard. Just go straight forward up to 60 mph. Wait. Straight. How the hell am I going to stay straight. Well I'm screwed. Ok, let's just get it done with.

I sit in the seat and took a few seconds to look at what controls I had.

"How do you start it?"

Mark held up a key,

"With these,"

I took the key and turned on the devil. Then Mark handed me the helmet that we painted the visor black.

"Ready?"

"How did we end up here?!"

"Go!"