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✅Edited: 2/6/21

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I was rudely wokened up by my head hitting on the side of the car door.

I let out a pained groaned, sleepily touching the throbbing spot.

"Can't you be more careful? That could've caused a concussion!" Someone hissed, harshly might I add.

I was to sleepy to notice that someone was carrying me in their arms and I was to tired to even try to wake up or move since the warmth that was encased around me was now slowly lulling me back to sleep.

Before I knew it, my head or rather my forehead was bumped harshly into something again.

"I'm a fragile human being, please, be careful." I mumbled sleepily, before drifting back to sleep.

Someone was poking me.

That was the first thought that entered my mind when I woke up. Although, my eyes were closed, the events that happened rolled past me and before I knew it, I woke up with a gasp pushing myself into a sitting position.

The person that was poking me, gasped. Suprisingly, falling out of the bed while letting out a loud thud.

I looked around and noticed that I was in a room and recognizing it as Chica's Room. My eyes landed on the person at the floor, Jax.

"Why were you poking me?" I grumbled sleepily, scratching my hair which I assume is a mess.

Jax chuckled,"You looked so cute in your sleep and I being the evil person that I am, poked you." He said, grinning at me.

I laughed slightly before growing confused,"Why am I here though? Last thing I remember was Tyrone giving me a piggyback ride." I replied.

Jax seemed to double take at my words,"Excuse me? Did you just say Tyrone actually let you touch him?" Jax exclaimed, looking at me with wide eyes.

I rolled my eyes,"You make it sound so sexual," I pointed out, referring to his choice of words.

Jax paused dumbly at my words before laughing. His laugh was literally the cutest thing and I couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"Why are you laughing?"

We both looked up, Tyrone Adler stood there, in his usual devilish handsome self with first aid kit on his hand.

"It's a secret," Jax replied, sending me a playful wink.

I shook my head at his silliness, a grin on my face. Tyrone let out a cough, glancing at the two of us with his famous blank stare.

Jax studied Tyrone for a moment before suddenly let out a smirk, he chuckled slightly, standing up.

"It seems that my Chica meter indicates that she needs me. I'll be downstairs Zoe, it was nice talking to you." He gave me a smile, walking out of the door but not before poking Tyrone's side resorting on him letting out a loud yelp.

I laughed under my breath, realizing that Tyrone was ticklish. He seemed to know what I was thinking since he gave me a glare.

Sorry buddy, I'm kinda immune to it now.

"What happened? How did I get here? Did we fail the second condition?" I asked, my eyes widening slightly.

As much as I would've love to be stuck with someone as gorgeous as Tyrone, it'll be kind of weird and embarrassing to walk in school with both our hands cuffed.

"Yes, we did," He walked towards me, setting himself at the edge of the bed, placing the first aid kit on top of the blankets.

"What?" I sat up."I'm sorry." I knew Tyrone hated every second being cuffed to me.

He rolled his eyes."I've already talk to Chica about it. Can you walk?" He pulled the blankets, revealing my feet that had a melted ice pack.

Twisting it around, the pain was gone."It doesn't hurt anymore."

He nodded, before opening the first aid kid and took a hold of my ankle."What are you doing!" I squeak, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"What does it look woman?" He grumbled, placing my feet gently on his lap.

Leaning forward, I noticed the tiny scrapes and cuts that I had from probably falling earlier.

It didn't hurt that much though and it'll probably heal without a problem but I'm not complaining if Tyrone wants to be my mini-sexy nurse for at least 5 minutes.

Knowing him, I'm sure he'd throw a huge tantrum if I tease him about this and so, I let him clean my cuts and scrapes quietly.

His brows were furrowed, lips in a slight purse as he dabbed some antiseptic on it. The smile that threatened to peek out had me biting my lip.

"Thank you," I murmured, before he turned to me, leaning forward that had me widening my eyes.

Placing a hand on his whole face."I'm not ready for that." I mumbled, making him pull back with a frown.

"What?" He asks, moving his face away and bringing one of the cotton pad up."You have a cut on your cheek." He explains.

"I know," I covered up, biting my lip."What cheek?"

"Left," I leaned in sideways, turning to stare at the door instead. Bloody idiot, what you think he do? Kiss you? Ha! As if!

I could feel my pulse stronger than the usual, somehow my whole body knowing that there was a super hot guy placing his hands on us.

When he was done, he took a band aid out, before placing it gently on my cheek.

My whole body froze when he leaned forward, placing a kiss on the spot.

Tyrone himself paused, seeming to realize what he's done. Scratching the back of his head, a slight laugh leaving his mouth.

"I'm sorry about that," He lowly said."It was a habit."

"You kiss anyone you do first aid on?" I spluttered out, feeling my temperature rise.

"Of course not." He looked baffled."My sister is a clumsy one and she always demands me to kiss her boo-boos after. It just came out of habit, I guess."

"Awwww." I couldn't help it, it was too adorable. I can't imagine a giant 6'2 bending down to kiss her sister's cuts and not to mention, he referred to it as boo-boos.

Tyrone scowled immediately but it wasn't enough for me to dampen my mood."Well, thank you for cleaning my boo-boos carrot." I giggled, making him glare at me.

"You better be down in fifteen minutes." He said, standing up from the bed with the first aid.

"What? Why?" I asks, running a hand through my hair, grimacing when some of it was knotted.

"We're going to the carnival. To make up for the third and fourth condition." A frown settling on his face.

My expression lit up. I haven't been to the carnival since ages! I sat up, pulling the away blankets from me.

"Let's go." I beamed, the corners of his lips twitching before he looked away.

"At least take a shower first." He turned around, walking out of the room."Don't want you end up looking like Tiffany."

I wasn't sure if there was indeed a teasing tone to it but I found myself scowling at his back.

"And you're still a carrot!" I called out. I made sure to fix the bed first before making my way towards the bathroom.

The shower had me closing my eyes in a complete bliss and I made sure to take extra long just to piss Tyrone off. There was a spare toothbrush and towel already on the sink, making me smile.

When I got out of the room, there were folded clothes on the bed. Thanking Chica for it in my head, a simple grey top and black sweatpants.

Changing into the clothes, I couldn't help but frown slightly at the small skin that exposed my belly button. I took my shoes from earlier and quickly put it on, leaving my hair to dry.

I made my way downstairs, making sure to leave my dirty clothes in the hamper and cleaned the room.

I was on the last step on the stairs when the sight of Chica and Jax sitting closely at the couch greeted me. They were watching a scary movie, their backs to me with the screen facing us.

I couldn't help but grin when I noticed Jax stealing glances at Chica. Since Chica was focused on the movie, she didn't notice it.

Jax's arm was hanging at the back of the couch. I noticed that he would bring his arm closer to Chica's shoulder but before it could even touch her, he would pull away quickly.

He did it a few times until Chica shuffled closer to him which gave him a push and finally placed his arm around Chica.

I giggled quietly at them but was cut short when I felt someone breathing down lightly on my neck.

I let out a loud scream making the two lovebirds jump in fright. I scrambled away from the last step before turning around to see what breathed on me.

Tyrone stood at the second to the last step of the stairs, a blank look on his face. We made contact before his eyes shifted to the frightened lovebirds amd before we knew it.

He started laughing.

It was the kind of laugh that would make you laugh along since it was contagious.

We all started laughing along with him, clutching our bellies tightly as we imagined what our expression looked like by the small fright.

I glanced at Tyrone and my laughter died down, slowly. Tyrone's head was thrown back, the corners of his crinkling and the laugh lines visible.

It made me awestruck, again.

Sure I heard him laugh before but this felt more genuine, more him. This is a rare sight, that not even in school has seen him like this. You can't even see a smile or two from him.

Genuine happiness looks gorgeously insane on Tyrone and I'll do anything in my power to be given the chance to see such sight, again.

UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE!

So, I've been thinking of what I would call u my little readers, since Tyrone and Zoe have their own nicknames, why can't we? so I came up with it and can someone do a drum roll please?

okay.

here it comes.

wait.

wait for it.

dum dum dum

okay, i'll stop stalling now.

and

If u haven't get it yet then carrot plus radishes is equals to cardishes.

u get it now?

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and yes, that was a curse word ;)

Question of the day: Have you watched the movie After?

Thank you for reading this chapter and I hoped you liked it! I love you my litlle cardishes.

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