What If

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I wore an alarmed expression when he grabbed me by the arm. I suddenly flinched from the intensity of it.

" W..what are you doing?" I stummered. My breaths melting up in the rain.

He stopped and let out an irritated sigh. He wiped away the rain drops running down on his face.

" What do you think?" He groaned loud. And pull me again that my boots made a thud sound.

Scared reaction overshadowed me. I quikly winced and grab my arm he was holding.

" I said what the hell are you doing!" I shouted loud but my voice was hoarse and weak.

He impatiently walks towards his waiting car and get inside immedietely, leaving the door slammed. I saw the glass window rolled down. And his blurred features came to my vision.

" Come on! Its freezing out there! I'll take you home!" I heard his voice from the car.

I stood there staring at him. Balancing my inner thoughts. If I won't go with him, I will be stucked here maybe for another hour. With these heavy rain, its a bad idea taking risk. But if I do, this guy is a stranger. He could have killed me earlier when he told me he was supposed to shoot me.

I stared at his direction intently. His car is black with a white combination. Or was it gray? I don't know. Its so dark and Im totally exhausted.

I decided to just go with him. Maybe he's not that so bad afterall. And he owns an art shop. People who love arts were passionate and romantic. "Okay, passionate and kind." I said to myself. Not wanting the latter word. I slowly walks to his car without thinking too much.

When he saw me approaching, he quickly opens the door and slide to the driver's seat side. I hurriedly get in. His car was already warm. And I feel comfortable and relaxed.

" Thought so."He smirked and batted his eye lashes that I felt butterflies in my stomache. His dimples were evident. And I found myself staring at his face.

He chukled. And my face flushed. I quickly look away and hug my coat firmly. Not that its cold but I cant find anything to do to conceal my embarassment.

The car brought to life and before I knew, where now driving off the road. But I remembered something.

"Wait! My bike!" I suddenly realized. I was overwhelmed with emotions that I forgot my bike on the road. He shrugged his shoulders but did not stop.

" Please, stop the car. I can't leave my bike in there." I softly whispers. Trying to catch his attention. His eyes were still on the road when he said.

"Whats your name?" He never even glance at me.

" I said stop the car."

"And I said, whats your name!"-he countered.

"Please?"

He let out a deep sigh. And the car stopped.

" Im Mark."

I quickly open the door and ran outside. I feel cold breeze kissing my cheeks but there was no rain drops. I rushed off to where my bike was and almost stumbled on the ground when I heard a voice on my back.

" Always running away, huh?"

And when I turned around the boy was running after me. I felt the sudden urged to ran as fast as I could. And fastest.