The Gangleader and Me(ON HOLD)

•Chapter 22•

Finally content with the makeup and bathroom stuff I grabbed my gray MacBook, my MacBook case, MacBook charger, my phone charger, the wallet where I had lots of money in and my cards, my earbuds which I instead wrapped around my neck, my tablet and it's charger, and a small box. With that box I filled my jewelry in there before shoving it into my backpack.

I still had so much room so I walked over to my bookcase that was neatly sat against the wall in a corner. "I thought that was for decoration, I didn't think you actually read." He said which made me roll my eyes and flip him off. "Shut the fuck up." I told him.

I grabbed The Infinity Sea, The Last Star, Textrovert, Paper Princess, and Broken Prince and shoved it into my backpack being careful with the makeup in there. I zipped up my now full backpack and set it by my bedroom door. I sighed and threw myself into bed, exhausted from just scurrying around my room.

"You can just come over, why won't you stay at the gang house." I rolled my eyes at him, "I don't know, maybe cuz I hate you with a burning passion. That was his cue to roll his eyes at me with a scoff following after. "Whatever that has been happening between us is clear proof that you don't hate me as much as you say."

I only rolled my eyes again and grabbed my phone, slipping the backpack on my back while slipping my school backpack up front. Lastly, I bent down to grab my duffle bag and my phone. Suddenly my phone started vibrating in my hand so I looked down to check the caller ID and I saw it was Abby. I pressed the answer button and pressed the cold phone against my ear. "Yo?" I answered.

"Hey Ash, I was wondering if you wanted to Hang out today?" She asked. "Uh, sure. Also, is it cool I crash at your place for about a week or so?" I asked her. "Hold up, let me ask my mom." I said sure and I heard footsteps before she started speaking. "Hey mother, can a friend stay here for a week or more if she needs too?" I heard Abby say.

"Sure thing, you hardly bring friends around, I was starting to think you had no friends other Ellen." What I assumed was Abby's mom chuckled after her statement. "Yeah whatever mother. Bye, thanks too!" Abby replied. "Hey, you still there?" She asks into the phone.

"Duh Sherlock." I said. "You can stay. You coming over now?" She asks and I nodded but realized she couldn't see me so I said yeah to her and soon enough we hung up. "You got a place to stay?" Tyler asks and I nod. I unlock my room door, exiting with Tyler by my side before shutting the door and locking it with my room key. I bounded down the stairs as fast but as carefully as I could, almost falling down twice.

If it wasn't for Tyler and him grabbing the back of my backpack, I probably would've fallen both those times. "I could've carried that for you." Tyler says while looking me up and down. "I'm an independent woman, leave me the hell alone." I told him and opened the front door, stepping aside so he can exit my house as well before shutting it and locking it.

I wobbled over to my motorcycle, pondering on how I was gonna do this. "Let me at least give you a ride." Tyler said. I looked over at him and at my bike. "I'm good." I lifted my seat and shoved my school backpack in the secret department since it had less than the other backpack had and also shoved the duffle bag in there. It was a tight squeeze for the bags but thankfully they fit.

I pushed the seat down and swung my leg over my motorcycle, kicking the stand that stood the bike up, and made my baby purr to life. I smirked down at her, caressing the handles with love and tenderness as if it was my own child. "Put a helmet on." Tyler said, pointing at my black helmet that was hanging from one of the handles.

"No shit Sherlock." I told him, slipping the helmet on and flipping the visor up. "Anything else dude?" I asked. "Nah, just that you look so cute in that helmet." I flipped him the bird before flipping the visor down and backing out of my own driveway and heading over to Abby's house.