Jayson's eyes glared at Zachary whenever he called him JJ. How he hated it when people abbreviated his name. He did not try to shy his glare away from the male beside him either because he was absolutely furious. Jayson did try to hide it but it wasn't going well enough for him at the moment. He was more than ready to hear what Zachary did as if he was a reporter about to do a story on him. Jayson was just nosy like that and of course, Zachary knew that all too well.
He had finally pulled out of the parking lot, eyes bounced over to Zachary for a moment as he finally muttered what he did. A street fight? Jayson rolled his eyes as they came to a traffic stop light and he sighed, running his fingers through those platinum locks of his. When Zachary said that he was fine, his eyes shot over towards him. "Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to ask that after being the one setting you free from jail?" He had questioned then shook his hand towards the male that sat beside him. "Don't answer that." The light had turned green and the car behind them beeped their horn and Jayson retaliated with the same motion.
"Asshole." He had cursed under his breath then eyed Zachary, feeling sorry for him after he mentioned that he had no one else to call. Jayson was almost sure that it wasn't true but of course, he believed him anyway. Zachary was the only person that could make him feel regretful and that was a feeling that he did not hide well. Jayson continued to stare at him then reached over to nudge him. "Jail food is not quite as tasty in the movies, huh?" He had to take another jab at him, which made him laugh and nod his head. "Lucky for you, I am hungry, as well."
Jayson said as he pulled up to their favorite restaurant, Joey's, which was a sandwich and sub shop. The food was really enjoyable for just about everyone that indulged there. He had parked his vehicle then shut the engine off. "Raise your right hand." He had practically commanded then cleared his throat. "I solemnly swear to cause any fights as long as I am around Jayson." He laughed but then sighed softly, leaning against his seat a bit.
"You should really get out of the gang lifestyle." He knew that his words were falling on deaf ears but it was still worth a shot. Jayson had unlocked the car doors so that they both could get out and walk into the restaurant. They were seated by the hostess and given menus, which Jayson did not need because he knew what he was getting. His eyes looked up at Zachary with worry. He has always wanted the best for him but it seems like because of their feuding families, it was a struggle to be with him, around him and lead him down the right path.
Jayson had sighed to himself at the thought then eyed the waiter as he came over. "Give me a meatball sub with extra marinara sauce on the side and a sweet tea, please." He had said before the waiter could even give his proper greeting. Both of their eyes fell on Zachary now and Jayson smirked a little bit, waiting on him to order as he tapped his fingers on the table top.
He had finally pulled out of the parking lot, eyes bounced over to Zachary for a moment as he finally muttered what he did. A street fight? Jayson rolled his eyes as they came to a traffic stop light and he sighed, running his fingers through those platinum locks of his. When Zachary said that he was fine, his eyes shot over towards him. "Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to ask that after being the one setting you free from jail?" He had questioned then shook his hand towards the male that sat beside him. "Don't answer that." The light had turned green and the car behind them beeped their horn and Jayson retaliated with the same motion.
"Asshole." He had cursed under his breath then eyed Zachary, feeling sorry for him after he mentioned that he had no one else to call. Jayson was almost sure that it wasn't true but of course, he believed him anyway. Zachary was the only person that could make him feel regretful and that was a feeling that he did not hide well. Jayson continued to stare at him then reached over to nudge him. "Jail food is not quite as tasty in the movies, huh?" He had to take another jab at him, which made him laugh and nod his head. "Lucky for you, I am hungry, as well."
Jayson said as he pulled up to their favorite restaurant, Joey's, which was a sandwich and sub shop. The food was really enjoyable for just about everyone that indulged there. He had parked his vehicle then shut the engine off. "Raise your right hand." He had practically commanded then cleared his throat. "I solemnly swear to cause any fights as long as I am around Jayson." He laughed but then sighed softly, leaning against his seat a bit.
"You should really get out of the gang lifestyle." He knew that his words were falling on deaf ears but it was still worth a shot. Jayson had unlocked the car doors so that they both could get out and walk into the restaurant. They were seated by the hostess and given menus, which Jayson did not need because he knew what he was getting. His eyes looked up at Zachary with worry. He has always wanted the best for him but it seems like because of their feuding families, it was a struggle to be with him, around him and lead him down the right path.
Jayson had sighed to himself at the thought then eyed the waiter as he came over. "Give me a meatball sub with extra marinara sauce on the side and a sweet tea, please." He had said before the waiter could even give his proper greeting. Both of their eyes fell on Zachary now and Jayson smirked a little bit, waiting on him to order as he tapped his fingers on the table top.