Chapter Eight : Hero

After I pressed my lips against his, he bent down. "I love you too, to the moon and back." He whispered, cheekily. Making me giggle, causing attention. I think Jack is being, jealous. As he is looking back at us and whispering into Joe's ear.

"What are you two teens laughing at?" Joe said, slowing down to our pace and slumping his arms onto our shoulders. "Conor just told me something, but I thought he said something else." I say, keeping my 'I ain't lying' face on. "That's not what Jack told me though..." Joe said suggestively. "Fuck Jack, he's a player. You told me, he lies." I state, not caring if Jack hears or not.

Joe said nothing and just walked ahead back to his normal position, "Nice save babe." Conor said fist bumping me. "Wait... You have a tattoo?" Conor questions obviously seeing the infinity tattoo on my wrist.

"Wait, what about tattoos?" Jack says, beckoning everyone to crowd us. "What!" Caspar asks excitedly. "Sarah has a tattoo!" Jack squeals, "You never noticed, all the times you fucked me?" I ask. "Well....." Jack stutters.

"Yes, I have a tattoo..." I state, Joe going pale. "What?" I question. "You know how I feel about tattoos." He said, looking blankly through me. "Its just a freaking tattoo!" I state again. He grabbed my wrist really hard and stared at the tattoo. "Ow. Joe stop, please your hurting me!" I wail, he didn't stop though. "Joe let her go!" Conor shouts, pushing Joe. Which released his grip.