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The sound of a car horn blaring from beside me got my heart racing, wondering who had decided to follow me while I walked on the sidewalk.
Since leaving the mansion, I had only crossed three streets. A few more to go, and I would be home.
The car horn blared yet again jolting me at once.
I hurried my footsteps, hoping it wasn't some bad guy trying to mess with me.
The car remained right beside me, following my pace, trying to keep up.
In a short while, the window of the car slid down, and next followed a voice. Quite familiar.
"Hey, get in the car"
Blue eyes gleamed back at me, gaze staring on.
"you should be back at the mansion" I muttered.
"What are you doing here?"
"Taking you home" He replied
A weak smile grew on my lips as I watched him.
"I don't think it's right for you walking home alone at this time of the night" He spoke "Plus, I don't think you're feeling too well" He added, his eyes watching me intently.
"I'm fine"
"Oh, will you stop being stubborn, and let me take you home?" he uttered at once.
"C'mon" he persuaded.
Hesitant enough, I finally got into the car after a long moment of me pausing, trying to get him to plead more.
"Thanks" I said to him, right before he zoomed off.
"So...does your mom know you're here?" I asked him while he drove.
"She has no idea"
"She'd kill me, if she finds out. That woman goes crazy over little things" He uttered
I gave a low chuckle at his words, my eyes watching his figure.
"Thanks for today" I muttered.
He turned his gaze to mine, our eyes locking for a while, and at that moment, I noticed his grip on the steering tightening.
"Watch out!" I exclaimed, pointing at the road.
He was just quick to miss the trash can that was laying on the road
A sigh escaped my lips at once, while I relaxed back in the car seat.
"Who throws a trash can on the road?!" he blurted.
His eyes remained focused ahead, low breaths escaping his lips.
"Well, the people who live in this neighborhood are poor, so they do whatever they want with no one bothering about it"
His eyes softened the instant he looked at me, meanwhile, my fingers fiddled with each other.
"I think it's a nice neighborhood" I heard him say.
"You don't have to say that to make me feel better" I spoke.
"I'm being serious, it's a nice neighborhood" He said.
"Wow, for the past twenty minutes, you've been nice. That's a first" I said with a chuckle.
He gave a low laugh, eyes still fixed ahead.
A few minutes after, and he had pulled up right in front of my house.
Muttering a low 'Thanks' to him, I proceeded out of the car.
I heard him get down from the car, while calling my name.
"Nia"
Turning around to face him, I watched him pull closer to me, eyes staring into mine, getting me a bit nervous.
His hands remained in his pockets, his gaze fixed on my figure, while he spoke softly.
The instant he began pulling closer to me, my heart began racing. I could see his lips moving closer to my face, and then over to my right ear.
His breath fanned against my earlobes, and in a low voice, he spoke.
"Good night" He whispered, voice giving me tingles.
He was being extra nice.
I smiled at him, watching as he walked back to his car.
He drove off afterwards, While I stood in front of my house smiling like a kid who just received an early Christmas present.