18 crazy, I know what you want from me. Eren stood outside your house, leaning against his bike. He knew what this was. He knew all about you. You were spoiled, mother a lawyer, daddy a politician. So why did you want to be with him?

To piss them off of course.

You walk outside your excessively large house, sunglasses atop your head. Black tanktop and low rise jeans hanging low. Your smile toothy as you laid your eyes on him. “Hey you.”

His tongue ran over his lips as you walked over to his bike. “Hop on.. I wanna take you somewhere.”

I’ll play your game, I know what you want from me.