Out of Time

Chapter 19: Seat

The stars remind me how her eyes shine when she's with me.

I have my one hand on the steering wheel while the other one rests on my clutch; I shoved my finger on my stereo's button to open it up.

Passenger Seat – Stephen Speaks started playing on his car's stereo.

She rolled down her window from the passenger's seat and stick her head outside as she always do, I clutched into my third gear and accelerated. Her mid length hair kept flowing along with the strong wind. How can I keep my focus on the road knowing she's inches from me? I sighted her keychain, she didn't removed my initials...

"So where are we exactly going?" Azriella asked.

My lips rose and formed into a little smirk when I heard that calming voice of hers.

"You're creeping me out."

"You'll see when we get there." I responded. "Can you grab the paper bag behind you?" I asked.

Her scent ran through my nose as the cold wind ran through her hair, Sweet and subtle. "You smell like a marshmallow it makes me wanna hug you." I teased her around.

She slammed the paper bag right through my chest, "Hey! Hold it for me! You're going to give me a ticket for recklessly driving." I shouted.

"You should have grabbed it right after we pull off, dumbass." She rolled her eyes.

The road was a smooth black river, the sort wheels float so effortlessly along. And so as our car made its steady way along, the scenery took on an almost meditative quality, the light igniting the hues of trees. The screams echoed throughout the field as I pulled off.

"Carnival?" She scoffed.

"What?" I laughed.

"You're really more than what I expected."

"Don't go out!" I stop her and immediately stepped out of the car to ran towards the other side. "Expect the unexpected." I said as I opened her door.

"I can open my own door." She rolled her eyes.

"You can't." I winked as I look down to her dress, "A princess." I scoffed.

"You should've let me change!" She shoved my chest.

I pulled her hand towards the large cotton candy shop and bought the most standing color among it. "See you're a princess!" I handed her the stick and chanted her.

"Daddy! look it's a princess!" A little girl wandered around her dress.

"Smile here." The father kneels and brings his camera out.

"Smile." I mouthed.

"Is he your prince charming?" The little girl whispered to her as she points me out.

"No." She coldly responded.

I went in front of her and kneeled down to reach her height, "Yes, I am. She just hates me because I locked her up inside a large tower to protect her."

I heard Azriella's big sigh, she gave her the cotton candy and walked away.

The girl jumped out and can't remove the smile on her face. I patted her head and ran to catch her phase up.

"You are mean." I laughed. The smell of carnival food drifts though the air as I walk beside her.

"I'm Belle, not Rapunzel."