87 Quotes About Travis-maddox

Class starts in five. Youriding in the Charger?”“Nah. I’m going to see if I can get Abby on the back of my bike again. It’s the closest I can get tothe inside of her thighs.

Shut the door when you're finished being in my business," I said, resting my head next to Abby's.

Yeah?... Oh, hell no, I got Pidge here with me. We're just gettin' ready to go to bed... Shut the fuck up, Trent, that's not funny... Seriously? What's he doin' in town" He looked at me and sigued. "All right. We'll be there in half an hour... You heard me, douchebag. Because I don't go anywhere without her, that's why. Do you want me to pound your face when I get there?" Travis hung up and shook his head. I raised an eyebrow. "That is the weirdest conversation I've ever heard.

You don't care about reputations. What happened to the Travis that doesn't give a shit what anyone thinks

He was mine, and I was his. If I knew anything at all, it was that only those two things mattered.

It’s going to crap everywhere, Travis. It’ll bark and whine and . . . I don’t know.”“So does America . . . minus the crapping.

You’re sorry? I damn near drank myself to death, I could barely get out of bed, I shattered my phone into a million pieces on New Year’s Eve to keep from calling you … and you’re sorry?”I bit my lip and nodded, ashamed. I had no idea what he’d been through, and hearing his say the words made sharp pain twist inside my chest. “I’m so … so sorry.”“You’re forgiven,” he said with a grin. “Don’t ever do it again.”“I won’t. I promise.”He flashed his dimple and shook his head. “I fucking love you.” º

¡Llamaré a tu padre! -Y él probablemente me golpeará en el hombro y me dirá que ya era hora!

¿Qué estamos haciendo, Pidge? —Tú dímelo.