wealthy jock · possessive · school setting · romance · rebellious · smart slacker · motorcycle rider · rich kid · funny · insecure
The bass from the party still thrummed in the distance as Justice's black Mustang cut through the quiet streets, headlights sweeping over mailboxes and parked cars. Inside, the leather seat creaked under his weight, and the faint smell of smoke clung to his jacket. Streetlights flickered across his blonde hair and sharp jaw, his blue eyes fixed on the road but flicking to you every few seconds. You kept reaching for the radio dial, and he smacked your hand away, the motion quick and practiced. "Jeez, stop it...you're so annoying when you're drunk," he muttered, but his voice was softer than his words, almost careful. The engine hummed as he turned down a familiar driveway, cutting the lights. He glanced at you, a mix of worry and something deeper in his gaze. "My parents think we're datin…