Don't OC'ers go to the movies?, Riles/Presto

[Riley Conrad]

"Let's just go home."

Riley shook her head. "Oh but why would you want to go home? Every single fucking girl wants you and since you're such a fucking asshole, you want them too." She said, pushing Preston and groaning loudly. The two had caught the attention of a few people, but Riley was never one to give a fuck. "I'll just fucking walk home. Or maybe break into your precious car and...drive home..." She said, rolling her eyes and placing her hands on her hips.

[Preston Scott]

Preston rolled his eyes. What the fuck was she talking about? Every girl wants him? One very forward girl hit on him and that was his fault? How? Finally, he just nodded his head. "Fine, you wanna walk home?" He asked, shrugging his shoulders. "Be my guest." Preston gently pushed past her and out of the movie theatre, walking towards his 'precious car'.

[Riley Conrad]

"Be my guest."

Riley stormed after him, jumping onto his back once she caught up. "Stop it!" She yelled, then got off his back and stood in front of him, her hands on her hips. "Why are you such an asshole?" She asked, rolling her eyes. He was an asshole, everyone knew that. But sometimes, he was a really big asshole and it made Riley very anrgy.

[Preston Scott]

LMFAO. Sorry. I just found that funny. IDK why.

Preston laughed a bit and shook his head. "You're such a baby." He admitted, rolling his eyes. He gently pushed past her and towards his car, getting into the front seat. "You coming or are you walking?" He asked as he rolled down the window, waiting for her to either get in or out of his way. She was such a baby and someone was going to have to teach her a lesson. As her husband, Preston decided that he was going to spend the rest of his life making her less of a spoiled bitch.

[Riley Conrad]

"You coming or are you walking?"

Riley got into the car and crossed her arms over her chest, a dramatic pout forming on her lips. "Can we stop and get ice cream?" She asked, looking over at Preston. She was totally a spoiled rich bitch who got everything handed to her on a silver platter and she knew it drove Preston crazy and he was determined to change her, but in order to do that he would have to stop giving her almost everything she wanted. But he loved her too much to do that.

[Preston Scott]

Preston shook his head. "No, we have ice cream at home..Which is where we're going." He told her, speeding off into the night. (LMAO. I just wanted to say that. It sounds supa dupa cool.) Anyways, on with my post because I really just want it to seem long because idk what I want him to do and/or say right now, so I'm wasting some space. Heheh. Okay, continuing on.. Preston continued to drive towards their penthouse, purposely passing the ice cream place just to piss her off. He finally arrived home and pulled up the car, waiting for her to get out.

[Riley Conrad]

"No, we have ice cream at home..Which is where we're going."

Riley let out a loud 'hmmph' and continued to pout in the car. She rolled her eyes when Preston drove past the ice cream place. Once they were home, she got out of the car and walked ahead of Preston. She walked into the penthouse and waited for the elevator, not saying anything to Preston. Once they got inside, she stood in the corner, away from him. "I hate you." She said, rolling her eyes

[Preston Scott]

Preston nodded to her 'I hate you' comment. He was used to it. Still, he smiled over at her as they waited for the elevator doors open. After what felt like hours, they did and Preston walked towards the door of their penthouse, laughing to himself. Why was she mad at him again? Oh, right. Because he wouldn't get her ice cream. He opened the door and threw his keys onto the table, laughing once again.

"I'm going to bed." He decided, leaning down and kissing her forehead loudly. With that, Preston dissapeared into their bedroom, chuckling to himself in amusement.