The Decision.

Chapter Twenty-One.

Chapter Of The Song: Sledge Hammer by Alexi Star. (Originally by Fifth Harmony) Enjoy this chapter :)

Scott is standing in front of me, I am drunk not by much but I have had some alcohol inside my system. "Scott! What are you doing here?" I ask him, confused.

He just shakes his head, but sighs. "Didn't Melissa not tell you that I was in town. But I never said where I was. Now did I?" He questions.

I laugh quietly. "Oh right, Melissa said you were in town with some friend. Never knew you were the stalkish type, shocker" I reply, trying to joke with him.

He just smirks, " You know, you never could make a good joke to make someone laugh. But I was not stalking you, I knew you would be in town somewhere. Just had to look" He replies, rubbing his forehead.

I just stare at him, "Yeah, sure. Well anyway, I have to go home. Do you need a lift?" I ask him, before sighing.

He nods' his head, "Yeah, I do. But I am driving, you have been under the influence of alcohol and if we are caught, we will have a criminal record and the Police all over us" He replies, before taking the car keys from my hands.

He then continues to my car, he doesn't need to ask me. He has known me for that long, that he know's what my car looks like.

Sighing, I end up having to follow him. His tanned arm lift's up before then run's his hand through his mouse tousled brown hair. I couldn't help but smile watching him doing this, he bites down on his pink lips that I want to run up and kiss. He then steps before I peek over his shoulder, to see my car standing in front of us.

He sighs before he then unlocks my car. Him helping me in, I then end up being pressed up against the window pane, the cold, hard frame. Scott then gets in before he starts the car and he drive's to my new house I am staying in.

After a few minutes of him driving, we arrive outside my house. The street light's are the only things making a light to help us see, and the noise is silent with the wind blowing in the air.

Sighing, I then lie their for a few minutes, before I sit up. About to open the car door, I hear a click sound. Whipping around, I see Scott has locked both of us in the car. What does he want?

Knitting my eyebrows together, I stare at him. "Why did you just lock me in the car? I could yell rape, or murderer and you would have to let me go" I reply, threatening him, but probably failing miserably.

I just hear him chuckle, before his shoulders start shaking and soon enough his laugh fills the car. "What's so funny?" I ask him, raising my eyebrow.

He just continues to laugh, before taking a deep breath. "Do you really need me to answer that, Gemma?" He asks, gasping for air.

I shrug my shoulders, "If you feel like its necessary" I reply, sighing before pinching the bridge of my nose.

His laughter then goes back to his breathing, "Okay then. You are funny before you threatened me. Do you really think that's going to stop me?" He asks', before continuing his point. "If you did scream rape or murderer, I am pretty sure no-body would hear you because we are in the car and the windows are locked" He point's out.

Scoffing in defeat, he smirks knowing he has won. "Have I won this argument?" He asks', knowing the answer.

I sigh, but nod my head. "Yes, you have Scott" I reply, defeated that he won and I never.

He just smirk's, knowing. "Gemma?" He ask's me.

I nod my head, "Yeah Scott?" I ask him, fiddling with my skirt.