He continued throwing the food that was in the Happy Meals out the window.

You tried to keep your eyes on the road,

He finally rolled up the window and then laughed,

The drive to your apartment was weirdly silent.

Not knowing if it was because you were low-key pissed or if he believed he finally achieved his goal of breaking you down.

You spoke too soon.

"Are ya interested in a pile of bricks, it's free on craigslist." you look over to him and see he's on your phone, surfing craigslist.

You sighed deeply and snatched the phone away from him, "I'll pay you fifty bucks to shut up."

He smirked and adjusted his body towards you, "Looks like you're gonna need those bricks then."

You kept your eyes on the road, gripping the wheel tighter every time he spoke, "For what."

He shrugged, folding his arms over his chest, "So ya can beat the shit out of your head because I'm not going to shut up." he wiped his lip with his thumb before chuckling, "And regardless, we all know you have a thing for my voice."

Your cheeks started heating up, "Yeah, I think those bricks will do plenty!"

A silence flooded the car before he spoke up, "Still mad at me, Doll?" he started shaking the chocolate milk, noisily, before drinking it.

You laughed, annoyed, "Oh, no, not at all."

He laughed, it echoing through your ears. "You know, yes, I am still mad at you.-" you looked over to him briefly, "-You could have at least gave me what was left in there or like, saved that shit for later."

He looked forward, "I'm seriously sick of taking orders from ugly people."

Your nose flared, your jaw clenching, "You're not taking orders. Cause what happened is already done with!"

He smirked again, "Look what you did to me, bitch."

You slowed the car a bit to look over to him.

He pointed down and that's when you saw an erection in his overalls.

Your face heated up again as you swiftly looked away, "Did you or did you not just call me ugly, so how does that even work."

He adjusted in his seat and grunted a little, "I did because you are, but the way you're yelling at me, it's hot."

You tried not to crack a small smirk so instead you clear your throat.

He spoke again, "Anyways, since what happened is already done with, we can drive back and start over. Order me six Happy Meals again."

"Yeah, you've got me fucked up."

He furrowed his eyebrows before laughing,

he paused.

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