All The Odds

Three

//It's just another night and I'm staring at the moon, I saw a shooting star and I thought of you.// All of the stars-Ed Sheeran.

*Bella*

Once in a while, Daniel and Cynthia invites me to go out to dinner with them. Which I think was Daniel's way of helping me socialize so I don't die a lonely goon. But then Cynthia picked it up as a way of setting me up with another goon from her work or class. She backed down eventually when she ran out of new prospects.

That or Daniel told her to quit it. Now it's just us three, having a quiet time. Me, mostly just watching them both being cute together.

I was standing in front of my mirror, wondering if I should let my hair down for a change or pack my signature ponytail to go with my Jean and black shirt when Daniel peaks through the door

"Hey, I'm going to pick Cynthia up, do you mind riding with Iverson?"  He says and my eyes goes wide but before I could protest, he hold his two thumbs up.

"You are the best....Try not to murder him during the ride." And with that he was out as fast as he came. If he heard me scream, he didn't care. 

And this is how I find myself alone with Iverson again, this time in his car, I'm starting to see this whole thing as a set up, I mean why do I always end up alone with him?

The tension in the car is palpable. I haven't seen him since I gave him a piece of my mind, I can't tell who has been avoiding who and even though I felt a little bad about the things I said to him, I was kind of happy he was never around.

I never asked Daniel about him and he knew not to bring it up either and just when I begin to get use to his absence, hoping to god that everything was back to normal-here he is again like 'You thought, bitch'.

I'm taking solace in the fact that he doesn't look like he wants to be here anymore than I do, if anything he looks far more uncomfortable.

He can't seem to decide if he should drive with both hands or just one and constantly running the other through his hair and I'm enjoying the fact that I make him nervous but I don't like the silence.

"Can you at least play some music?" I say and the relief that gave him was evident. It's like he release a breath he's been holding all day.

"Erh...sure, what songs do you like? Ha.. hold on, I think I know the one." He smirk to himself as he goes through his playlist and turn it into a smile when he found what he was looking for.

I listen as the song starts to play and turn to gape at him in surprise and confusion.

'your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me
but bear this in mind it was meant to be
and I'm joining up the dot with the freckles on your cheeks
and it all makes sense to me'

Really? One direction!

This were things we shared during our text messages escapade, which of course he divulged every detail to Jasmine and I became a laughing stock for it. Why the hell does he still remember them? And why exactly is he trying to remind me?

Since especially, Daniel spends half his time convincing me, he's not the same guy I knew four years ago.

What does these all means? Is everything happening all over again? I suddenly feel claustrophobic with him in the car and there isn't enough air to breath anymore.

"Stop the car." I say and he quickly lowers the music

"What?"

"I said stop the car"