The dream came true.

Chapter 19

Melissa's P.O.V:

Dad let me drive there, i could tell Niall was nervous in the backseat with me behind the wheel. I think i'll do fine I'm not that bad of a driver. I hope I pass....

Harry: ready?

Me: mhmm *shaking*

Niall: nervous?

Me: mhmm! *still shaking*

Niall: dont be, i know you'll be fine. :)

He put his hands on my shoulders and start to massage them, trying to calmme down. It helped.

Me: thanks babe!

Niall: no problem sweetie! *muah* (giving me a kiss.... it was heavenly)

Me: hehe....ok mow i'm ready.

Harry: ok let me go get your instructor.

Moments later, dad showed up with guy he looked like he was in his early twentys. He was cute like really cute, but nothing could compare to Niall.

Instructor: ready?

Me: yes sir.

Instructor: haha you can call me Dylan.

Me: ok hi Dylan im Melissa, and yes i'm ready!

Dylan: ok lets go.

Ok so after a good 25 minutes went by, i was finished.

Me: how did I do?

Dylan: good but- (i cut him off)

Me: but what? (really nervous)

Dylan: you didn't turn on your turn signals and you ran a stop sign.

Me: oh so did i fail?

Dylan: yeah, but i'll make a deal with you... If you promise you'll be careful driving and you use your signals, i'll pass you.

Me: Deal.... but isn't that breaking the rules?

Dylan: yeah, but for you.... i don't care.

I got a warm inside, it felt weird. I hope this guy doesn't expect me to do anything with him.

Dylan: hey this may be an odd question but may I get your number?

Me: um yes that is an odd question, but how about this... you give me my license and i'll think about giving you my number.

Dylan: sounds good.

What an idiot, i'm not giving him my number. After getting out of the car, I gave dad a 'thumbs up' to show that i passed. HIm and Niall came running towards me, Niall picked me up in congrats hug. After we went inside to get my license validated. Once I got my license, I walked over to dylan.

Me: thank you! (giving him a hug)

Dylan: no problem, did you think it?

Me: yeah I actually did, and I just want to tell you something...

Dylan: what is it?

Me: welll, you see that blonde boy over there?

Dylan: uhm yeah.

me: well he's my boyfriend...

Dylan: oh *pouting*

Me: yeah sorry, i dont think it would be a good idea, for me to give you my number. plus he's very protective.

Dylan: oh i understand, what if we just stay as friends. Do you think he would mind?

Me: uhm... i guess not.