Escape in the Night

Chapter 14

Regina's POV:
I was putting on my shoes when Killian downstairs.

"Do you need a ride to school?" He asked.

"No I'm getting picked up by Robin," I said.

"Robin?" My mother asked.

"I asked last night remember? You said it was ok, I just needed to get to school on time. And I am," I stated.

"Right," she said.

I sit on the couch watching the news with my father until my phone went off.

Robin☺️: I'm here

Me: Ok

"Robin is here. I will be home after hanging out with my friends," I said.

"Ok don't be out too late," my father said.

"I won't Daddy," I replied before walking out the door.

Robin was standing against the passenger door on his phone when I came out. So me being me I took his phone with a big smile plastered on my face. He looks up at me smiling.

"Funny. Gemme," he said.

"Who you texting? Huh? A girl?" I said as I turn so my back was facing him.

I look at his phone and as soon as I do he wraps his arms around my waist and then sat his chin on my shoulder. I blushed so hard it was insane.

When I read the name it looked familiar but I couldn't pin it. Marian?

"Who's Marian?" I asked.

"A girl who keeps trying to get with me," he said.

"You don't wanna be with her?" I asked.

"Nope I have my eyes out for someone else," he said.

"You do?" I questioned a little sad.

"Yes ma'am," he replied.

"Who?" I said pulling out of his arms and giving his phone back.

"I can't tell you," he said.

"Why not?" I pout.

"Because I just can't," he said before opening the passenger door for me. I get in and put my seatbelt on. He gets in and we head to Granny's.

"Tell me who you like pleaseee," I said.

"You know who she is I'm surprised you haven't just put two and two together." He said.

"Please just tell me," I whined.

"Nope," he said causing me to whine again.

"You're mean," I said.

"Uh huh," he said.

"You are," I state.

"That means no breakfast with me, I can't walk you to class, I can't talk to you, and I can't hangout with you anymore." He said.

"Wait! No you aren't mean you're a nice person," I quickly restate.

"Thought so," he said.

We talked until we finally made it to Granny's. Robin gets out of the car before opening the passenger door for me and helping me out, considering he had a tall car. We walked into Granny's and sat in a booth.

"You don't seem like the talkative type of person," he tells me.

"I'm not. You and the group of friends you met yesterday are the only people I talk to." I state.