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Wow, beating up Kurtis Conner sure worked up your appetite. "Fuck, I wish I had food." You say with a scowl. "(Y/N)," (B/F/N) says. "You're the one stacked with cash dollars. Therefore, we should 110% get some Wendy's." You looked at your best friend with the worst scowl you could muster, "Are you asking me to buy you food, (B/F/N)? When you're the one who spent all their money on a BTS album? The one who only has two dollars to their name?" Your best friend jumped out of the car whilst you were driving down the interstate.

Someone ran over them. LOW AND BEHOLD, WHO ELSE COULD IT BE BUT THE MAN HIMSELF? KURTIS CONNER. Kurtis gets out of the car holding a bag of ice to his left eye. "Well well well, if it isn't the person who can read good." He says, crossing one arm while still holding the bag of ice to his eye. "The person who can read well, Kurtis." You say, smirking. "Fuck you, why won't you call me back after I pissed on your belongings!?" Kurtis shouted, very upset. "Where's my second greeting, you sorry bitch?" You snap back at him.

-to be continued?!?-

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