Love is a Deadly Thing //MLE

//Chapter 20//

                         ^Zoe's outfit :)

~Zoe's POV~

I returned home and silently crept up the stairs, into my room.

After cleaning out my cut cheek, I brought out my foundation and applied it to the bruise.

"There," I whispered, satisfied with the coverage.

"What's up?" Jack entered the bathroom.

"Huh? Oh nothing. Playing with my makeup." That was close.

"What's on your cheek?" He asked.

"Uh... I accidentally walked into my locker," I smiled, but inside I was shaking.

"Clumsy. Always has been," he chuckled and wrapped his arms around my shoulder.

"I love you," Jack told me.

"What do you want?" I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"I want to take Charlotte on a date, and I..." He mumbled.

"You want my consent? Hell yah! I ship it!" I squealed.

"Really!? Thank you, thank you, thank you! I'm picking her up from here her at seven. Just get her ready and don't tell her anything, ok?"

"Ok."

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"Hey Char!" I smile as I walk into my room.

She returns the smile, and looks back at her phone.

"Up, up, up!" I tell her, and without her condolence, take her arm and drag her to my bathroom.

"Wait, what's going on?" Charlotte asked, but I ignored her.

As I pulled out my curling iron, I also took my makeup out.

"Sit," I patted on the counter and she reluctantly sat down.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" She nervously stifled a laugh.

"Surprise." Is the only thing I told her, as I started to apply a very thin layer of foundation.

After finishing her makeup, I lightly curled the tip of her golden hair and told her to stay put, as I grabbed an outfit for her.

I walked into my closet and went through my clothes, wondering what would fit.

Jack didn't say if the date was casual or fancy, so I settled on a floral dress instead.

After Charlotte tried on the dress, I completed her look with a bag, sandals, and a necklace.

I looked at her in the eyes and smiled.

"What?" A laughed.

"You'll see."

I checked the clock and decided to take her downstairs.

Jack was waiting on the couch when she came down.

He looked at her and started blushing.

Charlotte stood in the living room, dumbfounded.

"Jack wanted to take you on a date," I gushed and pushed her towards Jack.

Charlotte's eyes lightened up and her cheeks flushed a bright red shade.

"Have fun guys!" I yelled and ran back up the stairs.

I plopped on the bed and sighed.

"Dating makes me sick."

I got back up and knocked on Joe's door (he's staying in the guest room right now)

"Come in," he grumbled.

"What's wrong?" I asked him, sitting on his bed.

"I'm just bored. Want to go do something?" He asked.

"Like what?"

"Let's go on an adventure. It's really early anyways." He did make a good point and I decided to give in.

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"Where are we?" I asked Joey, looking around.

"A place I used to go to when I needed to find myself again," he smiled, "here."

Joey threw me a can and I checked the label.

"Spray paint?" I tilted my head to the side and Joey laughed.

"You've never worked with it?"

I shook my head and he took my hand.

He lead me to an abandoned shack, behind the woods.

The top of the shack was bent and leaves were falling over it, creating a blanket.

All around us were trees of many sorts.

It was dark and the moon was out, illuminating our path.

Joey stopped at a bare side of the shack and took a black can of spray paint from his bag.

"Isn't this illegal?" I nervously scanned the empty woods around us.

"It's abandoned. Come on Zoe, have some fun."

Fuck it.

I walked over to joey with my can and started to write.

I shook the can and pressed the nob, sending out fragments of paint everywhere.

Joey told me how to use it properly and I wrote my first letter.

I

"Not bad," he smiled.

I continued writing my word, painting a t. Then I got started on the rest of my sentence.

Once I was finished, I stepped back to admire my work.

It drives me wild

It's a song by Troye Sivan and I felt like it fit my feeling of freedom while using the paint.

Joe stood back to look at what he did and smiled.

I have a heart, I just decide when to use it

"What's that supposed to mean?" I cocked my head to the side.

"Some people say I'm cold hearted," he scratched the back of his neck, "but I choose to use my heart on nice people only; People I like."

I nodded my head and helped him pack up.

"It's nice having a wild brother."

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I got uneasy feelings for Joe. What about you guys?

Love you guys and remember to vote!

xxx,

Queen♡💋