Fourteen

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Leah

"Jace, I swear to God if we crash and I die, I will haunt your ass forever!" I yelled at him as he pressed down on the accelerator causing the car to zooming pass the greenery. We were going so fast it all looked like one big blob of green.

Jace glanced over and let out a deep chuckle. I'm sure I was a sight to see, eyes wide and holding onto the door for dear life. God, I know I haven't been the best at this, but don't let me die in this car with this jerk!

You would be praying also if you had an asshole driving ninety on a thirty miles per hour road.

God, listen to my cries!

"Actually, having a pretty girl follow me around for the rest of my life doesn't sound half bad." He said sending a wink towards me. I rolled my eyes from his comment. Focus on driving and not flirting!  Just as he turned a corner a yelp left my mouth as I cling onto the door handle.

Did he just drift around that corner?!

This is not Fast and Furious!

Great movie, by the way.

Jace finally showed some mercy and slowed down allowing my racing heart to do the same. "Asshole." I muttered under my breath.

"Wanna say that again?" A mischievous smile playing in his lips.

"You are an asshole." I said slow enough for him to follow. "Did you hear me that time?"

Jace faked a gasp, a hand placed dramatically on his chest as he looked over to me with wide eyes. "I am not." He said sounding offended.

I rolled my eyes once more. I wonder who is the girl in this relationship. "Please, you're the biggest asshole I know."

"I take it that you don't know a lot of people." He asked as his eyes were back on the road.

"See, that's something only an asshole would say." I pointed out as I leaned back in my seat. My heart rate was finally back to normal.

"Mhm." He said as a devious smirk landed on his lips. "Then I guess this is something only an asshole would do." His foot slammed down on the accelerator once more sending the car flying down the road.

Along with my heart rate.

***

"I freaking hate you." I spat towards Jace once he parked the car. I swear my heart was about to burst out of my chest and land as a bloody mess in his crisp and spotless car.

He not only decided to test out the speed of his car by literally flying down the street, but he also whipped around the corners so hard giving me major whiplash. Now, I can't turn my neck to the left.

I couldn't feel the muscles on the left side of my neck starting to tense up.

A hot shower would be great right now.

Jace cut the engine and turn towards me. "It wasn't that bad." He said simply.

What?

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