We were hiding behind the bushes in front of Kim's house, I had six eggs on a tray and the plan was to throw them directly at Kim's windows.

"Do it already." Adrian pushed.

"I don't know man, I kinda feel bad." I whispered.

"She definitely didn't feel bad when she bathed you in alcohol." He whispered back, reminding me of the bitter memory. Blood rushed to my ears as I remembered the humiliation. I picked one egg and I threw it at the house, it didn't reach the house, not even close.

"What the fuck was that?" Adrian laughed at my throw. "The egg didn't even crack." He said in a low tone, I sighed softly, picking another egg from the tray.

I was about to throw when the front door busted open, Adrian and I immediately ducked at the same time, bumping into each other's heads.

"Ouch." We whined at the same time, rubbing the affected area. I looked at him and he looked at me. We both smiled.

We heard two screaming voices coming out of the house, we slowly raised our heads to take a peek. It was Kim and an older woman, Kim was angry walking to her car but the woman grabbed her hand and slapped her so hard she stumbled.

"Damn." Adrian snorted a laugh, I elbowed him, "what? She kinda deserved that." He lifted his shoulders, I shook my head at him.

"If you get into that car and drive off, don't ever come back here ever again!" The woman screamed, Kim didn't respond, she just held her cheek and cried. The woman walked back into the house and closed the door shut, Kim leaned her back against her car and slid to the ground, hugging her knees and breaking down.

I felt so bad.

"You know that saying, every bully has a bully?" Adrian asked.

"Yeah?" I stared at the girl.

"Your bully has a bully." He looked at me, I looked at him.

"You think?" I asked in a bored tone.

"Fuck this shit." He took the tray from my hands and placed it on the grass, "We're not bullies." He shook his head at me before grabbing my hand and making a run for it.

We stopped running a few houses down from Kim's house, I placed my hands on my knees to catch my breath, Adrian was walking. I stood up straight and looked at him, he was already looking at me.

"Jared's house is that way." My tone was breathy as I pointed behind us.

"Do you wanna go roam around town?" He asked, walking backwards.

"Hell yeah."

"Town's that way." He turned and pointed forward.

I adjusted the strap of my purse and we started walking in silence, the comfortable kind of silence.

Late night stroll with my fake boyfriend, seemed like the perfect thing to do on a Saturday night.

"Do you know what happens to people who fake date in movies and novels?" I broke the silence.

"What happens to people who fake date in movies and novels?" He asked.

"They fall in love with each other." I informed him, nodding my head. He scoffed. "I like it when the guy falls first." I told him.

"Why?" He questioned.

"It hits differently. Especially when he goes like, I'm in love with you, idiot or something like, I never thought I'd fall in love with any girl until you."

"Oh my God, Stop." He laughed.

"Or when they say, I didn't even care about you yesterday but I see you now."

"And then you blush and kick your feet in the air?" He asked like it was the most ridiculous thing.

"Duh, I mean what would you do?"

"Scream into a pillow and tell Hollywood to stop deceiving people, relationships in real life are so full of shit."

"No they're not, I've seen people who have a fairlytale relationship and it's so sweet."

"Did you have a fairlytale relationship with Morrison?"

"No. Son of a bitch flirted with girls all the time and I don't think I ever felt what women in my novels describe in those sex scenes."

"Filter. Emily, please. I don't need to hear that."

"I'm high so you just have to hear it."

"kill me." He murmured, I continued..

"I never felt that burning sensation, I never screamed his name and I never said 'fuck me harder' " I air quoted.

He chuckled, "Jesus Christ."

"I never had a shaking and screaming orgasm, whatever that is." I rolled my eyes at the last part.

"So why'd you let him keep fucking you if he was that bad?" He questioned, I looked at him

"I never said he was bad."

"Never screamed his name? C'mon now." It sounded like it was something he received every time.

I wondered how many girls had screamed Adrian's name while he fucked them.

"Whatever, I guess I was just stupid in love or something like that but I'm gonna make sure that the next person I fall in love with, makes sweet love to me at least." I smiled at my own statement.

"Sweet love? You're so childishly naive." I saw him roll his eyes, which told me that he was a total fuck boy.

"And you?"

"And me what?"

"What bedroom secret-"

"Nope."

"Why am I even asking, you're probably a fuck boy."

"I've never fucked you so you wouldn't know that."

"No offense, Adrian but your whole bad boy look kinda sales you out."

"I don't have a bad boy look."

"Oh my God, should I tell him? Yeah, I should probably tell him." I said to myself, he raised his brows at me and I stood in front of him, he stopped walking and looked down at me.

"Tell him what?" He asked.

"You literally got arrested last year for God knows what, you skip class for days, you're always covered in bruises, you called our principal a dick to his face that one time, you look so hot when you're smoking, you kissed me for less than fifteen seconds but I thought it was the best kiss of my entire lifetime, your body looks like it should be on the front page of a sports magazine and don't get me started on your hair man, your hair-"

"That doesn't mean that I'm a bad boy, you're just attracted to my fucked-up-ness, which is dead ass weird." He continued walking, I stood still.

"Maybe but still." I mumbled to myself as I followed behind him, "Wait, are you attracted to me?" I jogged to walk beside him.

"Never." He said, I frowned.

"Who broke you?"

"No one."

"No, seriously though. Who was it? I'll kick her ass for you." I said playfully, he smiled at me, I stared at his mouth.

We continued walking and talking about all sorts of random stuff and before we knew it, we reached town. People were still walking around, some stores were open, some were closed.

Adrian and I were walking on the side walk, he had his hands in his pockets and he released some buttons on his shirt because he said he was feeling hot which made him look hot and his hair, I think I had a thing for his hair. The strands fell on his face and I just couldn't stop staring at him.

We walked passed a tattoo polar and the craziest idea leaped into my brain as I came to a halt, Adrian looked at me questionably. I looked back at the door and then at him.

"No way." He shook his head at me with an amused smile on his face.

"Pleeeease? I've always wanted a tattoo." I pleaded in my giddy tone.

"Your Dad is going to murder us. No." He continued walking.

"I'll get one of your name." I said, he halted, turning around to face me. "On my chest, right where my heart beats." I added, he chuckled and looked at the street, like my words amused him.

"Right." He sounded like he didn't believe me, "Shall we?" He gestured for us to keep moving.

I did a U-turn walking towards the store.

"Emily." He called behind me but I pushed the glass doors open and let myself inside, I spotted a guy swinging on a chair with a phone in his hands, he was blonde, tan, covered in tattoos and he had a lip ring. He noticed my presence and put his phone away.

"We're closed." He said.

"Front door said open." I pointed out, I heard the door open then close behind me and Adrian stood beside me.

"Adrian?" The guy narrowed his eyes at him.

"Hey, Jake." Adrian sighed.

"You know each other?" I pointed between them.

"A little." Adrian responded.

"She yours?" The guy nodded his head in my direction.

"Barely." Adrian gaped at me.

"I'm here to get a tattoo of his name even though he's barely mine." I gave a lopsided grin.

"Emily, let's go." Adrian grasped my arm.

"Nah, I wanna give Emily a tattoo of your name." Jake got up from his seat and gestured for me to sit on the single leathered bed. I swung the strap of my purse over my head and handed it to Adrian.

"I like you, Jake." I pointed at him as I walked towards it.

"Aw, I like you too."

I laid down on the comfortable leather, Jake sat on the wooden seat next to me, holding his tattoo gun and turning it on, it released a vibrating sound and I swallowed.

"Where do you want it?" He asked, I pointed to my chest. He smiled, looking back at Adrian. Adrian looked away while rolling his eyes.

"Don't look at him, he's a lover hater." I whispered to Jake. He nodded his head in agreement.

Adrian came to sit on the chair next to me on the other side, I looked at him and he shook his head.

"You're gonna regret this in the morning."

"I know." I smiled at him and he kinda smiled back.

Jake brought the machine to my skin and I immediately regretted it, I fisted Adrian's shirt and shut my eyes. Adrian took my hand and entwined our fingers. I felt like someone was poking me with a needle. That's literally what was happening.

"Why is your name so long?" I whined after a few seconds.

Jake laughed, "I can shorten it for you." He suggested, I nodded eagerly.

After screaming, swearing and chugging on the liquor Jake had offered me, he turned off the machine and said he was done. He handed me a mirror and I looked at it, my skin was all red but it was so beautiful.

"Your turn, pretty boy." He said to Adrian.

"No way in hell."

"C'mon bro, don't be a pussy."

"I'd rather be a pussy than do dumb shit like this."

"That hurts my feelings, I literally have your name on my chest."

"Congrats?" He narrowed his eyes at me while pursing his lips.

"Dick." Jake whispered.

"Asshole." I said more to myself.

We made him sound like the bad guy in the room.

Adrian sighed defeatedly, "Okay fine, but I'm not getting a tattoo of her name. Anything other than that."

Adrian shoved my purse back to me as we exchanged seats. Rude.

"Yeah cause how else are you ever gonna get laid again." Jake said sarcastically, my mouth curved into a smile.

"So why are you getting a tattoo of his name if you're not his and his not yours?" Jake asked me as he turned on his machine again.

"We're fake dating." I grinned.

"He didn't have to know that." Adrian said to me like it was a fact.

"Why are you fake dating?" Jake asked me as he started doing Adrian's tattoo.

"We wanna make my ex boyfriend jealous." I responded.

"What for."

"He dumped me and this bad boy right here is his enemy and you should see his face when he sees us together."

"So do you kiss him and stuff?" Jake smiled at me.

"Stop talking about me like I'm not here."

"Once. It was the best kiss of-"

"No it was not." Adrian cut me off.

"It was. Adrian liked it too but he pretends to not have liked it." I pointed at him while looking at Jake.

Jake and I laughed and talked some more about tattoos and other stuff while Adrian listened quietly and rolled his eyes at some statements.

After Jake announced that he was done, I looked at Adrian's chest and slapped my hand on my mouth to stop myself from laughing and smiling.

He made my name look like the most precious thing.

Jake handed him the mirror with a smile on his face, Adrian looked at the tattoo and sighed, shutting his eyes. Jake and I high fived.

"I'm not paying for this." He said in a bored tone.

"Of course bro, these tattoos are priceless."

"Yeah, you can't really put a price on that." I tried to touch his tattoo, he glared at me and I retrieved my hand, biting my smile.

The door opened and a guy walked in.

"You're late." Jake said to the guy as Adrian got up while looking down at his chest.

The newcomer stared at me weirdly, curiously.

He looked familiar.

"Have we met?" He pointed at me as he sat where Adrian was sitting. I shook my head.

Adrian went to sit on the couch by the window, I got up and followed him. I sat on his lap and he drew his brows together in questioning.

"Uh, what's happening?"

"I'm taking advantage of my own drunken state." I informed him.

He laughed, "What?"

"You're drunk. I'm drunk. and there's a high chance that we're not going to remember this tommorow, so why not?" My tone sounded flirty and I felt so badass while saying the words. Adrian stared at me like he was impressed and also like he was thinking about what to say or do.

"Careful what you wish for." He said in a husky tone as his eyes darted to my lips.

"See? That totally sounded like something a bad boy would say." My eyes went round.

"Shut up." He smiled.

"Maybe you should kiss my mouth shut." I whispered softly. His eyes darkened and he cupped my jaw, grazing his thumb on my lips and slipping it in my mouth.

"Fuck. Emily, I'm trying to stop you from falling in love with your fake boyfriend." He sounded frustrated as he retrieved his hand.

"I'd be living my own fairlytale." I touched his hand.

"Fairytales don't exist, fucking wake up, and I'm too fucked up to fall in love with." He said.

"That also sounded like what a bad boy would say." I squinted my eyes at him.

"Jesus. Okay fine, I accept it, just this one time. I'll be your fucked up fantasy just this once." He said defeatedly.

"You already are." I leaned in and smashed my lips on his, he held the back of my neck and kissed me back, licking, biting, sucking. He reminded me how good he was at kissing and it took my breath away.

"Yo Emily? Are you faking it right now?" I heard Jake shout behind me, I pulled away from Adrian and looked back at Jake as Adrian started kissing his way to my neck.

"Yeah, we're faking it all the way."

"Emily? Hey, aren't you Charlie's girl?" The other guy asked, Adrian stopped and looked at him.

"Dumb of him to ask that, yeah?" Adrian asked me but loud enough to reach all ears.

"What?" The guy seemed a little confused.

"You do see her sitting on my lap and kissing me, don't you?" Adrian sounded rude, I gave him a warning side look.

"Yeah that's why I'm asking cause she was all over Morrison two weeks ago." He chuckled, looking at Jake.

"Well now she's all over me, do you want next?" Adrian hissed back.

"Adrian."

"I'm sending him a picture, bitches can't trusted nowadays." The guy reached for his phone inside his pocket, Adrian and I exchanged a glance.

"He's literally doing our job for us." I whispered to Adrian.

"Do you want a perfect shot, bro? Cause we can do a pose for you." Adrian looked back at the guy.

"If you would be so kind." He said it sarcastically but I repositioned myself on Adrian's lap by placing my legs on his sides and wrapping my arms around his neck, he brought his hands to my ass and squeezed as he hit his lips on mine.

"Damn." Said Jake, I smiled against Adrian's lips.

"Perfect shot." The guy announced and he pulled away.

"Hope he pays you for your bullshit loyalty." Adrian looked down at my body like he was undressing me with his eyes.

"Oh he will."

"We're out of here." He lifted me off his lap and we started heading towards the exit.

"Bye Jake. I'll be back for that butterfly tattoo." I waved.

"Bye Emily and Adrian." He responded.

We stepped outside but we both came to a halt when we spotted a police officer walking towards us on the sidewalk, talking on his walky-talky or whatever it's called.

"Do you think he knows that we egged Kim's house." I whispered to Adrian while looking at the officer who was not even paying any attention to us.

"But we didn't." Adrian pointed out. The officer looked at us and started looking suspicious.

I got scared.

I kicked my foot forward and my shoe hit the cop, Adrian widened his eyes at me.

"Dude, what the fuck!"

"Hey!" He started striding towards us, placing his hand on the gun that was tucked into his waist belt.

I kicked my other foot and the other shoe hit him right in the face, he halted, whining and holding his face.

Shit.

"Run!" Said Adrian as he turned around and started running, I started walking backwards, looking at the cop. Adrian came back to grab my hand and we ran.

We turned a corner and entered a building, moving away from the glass windows, we saw the cop run passed the building and I released a breath.

"Why the hell would you do that?" He laughed. "And why did you do it like a pro?"

"I thought he was going to arrest us."

"Arrest us for what exactly?" He grinned, looking amused.

"Hey, can I help you?" Asked the receptionist. We turned to look at her. She was smoking a cigarette and chewing gum and she had dirty blonde hair.

"I think this is a motel." I said to Adrian, "wanna check in?"

"I'm not fucking you." He shook his head, I rolled my eyes.

"I wasn't asking you to, Jesus Christ, you're so full of yourself sometimes." I responded as I started walking towards the woman.

"No under eighteen." She pointed at the sign behind her. My eyes dropped to the shirt she was wearing.

"Oh my God, I love Stranger things." I beamed, leaning my arms on her counter. She looked down at her shirt that said the upside down and she smiled.

"It's the best thing that's happened on TV since the 90s." She tugged on her shirt.

"Overreacted TV show." Said Adrian, I turned my head to glare at him.

"Play along." I mouthed to him.

"I mean, it's a true work of art." He added with a fake smile.

"Right? I mean I've watched it so many times I literally memorized what the characters are going to say next." She said excitedly.

Adrian chuckled behind me, I bit my lower lip and tried not to laugh.

"Me too." I lied.

"Not a lot of people come up here to chat with me. I think I like you guys." She pointed at both of us even though we barely chatted with her.

"Aw, we like you too." I crossed my hand over my chest. I knew Adrian was probably rolling his eyes at me.

"So are you giving us a room or what?" Adrian asked.

"How old are you again?" She narrowed her eyes at us.

"He's twenty five and I'm twenty two." I nodded my head.

"Are you sure?" She didn't believe me.

"Positive."

"Okay," She shrugged, reaching for one of the keys behind her which had a room number on it, she placed it on the counter and smiled at me. I smiled back. "Wait." She raised her index finger before squatting and looking for something under her counter, she stood and placed a pair of handcuffs on the counter.

I gave her a questionable look.

She leaned over to whisper to me, "Just in case he likes to do kinky stuff."

"Oh, no. He doesn't. I mean I don't even know but no thank you." I pushed the cuffs back to her.

"Take them, just in case you change your mind." She pushed them back to me.

"Lady, I don't even know how to use these."

I meant to say, Lady, I'm seventeen. You can not be preaching to me about foreplay.