society: one direction is gay.
Directioners: no they aren’t! your just JEALOUS!! ugh.
society: Justin bieber is gay.
Beliebers: OMFG no he’s NOT!!! he dated selena! GOD STFU!!!
society: austin carlile is gay.
OM&M fans: man i sure hope so i ship Cashby.
society: jake barakat is gay.
ATL fans: we know.
Who’s Jake? Someone seriously calls Jack Jake?
So I did a little one-shot for you guys because I’ve been away for a while. *hint* I was inspired by a PTV song <3
I had always found comfort in riding subways. They were easy to get to, mostly because I lived near a station in the Bronx. I’d been living there since I was a mere five years old. I live with my mom and brother, Mike. My mom runs a bakery in Brooklyn. It’s small and she hardly makes enough to keep us going but we still have our dad’s money coming in since the divorce about 10 years ago. I miss him but I suppose people change and leave. I’ll be turning eighteen soon so that’s less money for mom and Mikey. To help her out, I’ve been working at a shopping center and helping out at the bakery during my time off. I slid my card and pushed through to face the tracks. I listened and smiled once I saw the subway car fly in, blowing my hair away from my face. The door slid open and I climbed on immediately, grabbing a rail above me as others sat down. A few moments later and we were moving. I let out a sigh of relief and my anxiety left as well. It wasn’t long before we stopped at the next station. I waited patiently and glanced at my clock; 9:33pm. I glanced to my right just before a figure crashed into me, causing me to land on the ground with a thud.