do not you ever do it again
Driving. Driving used to be the last thing you had to do when you were nervous, yet it's your way to de-stress and free yourself.
Indeed, at this moment you were going to do this.
«No, y/n, no. I won't let you drive out at this hour.»And your girlfriend knew it perfectly well and was terribly scared at the idea.
«Leave me alone.»You answered rudely, trying to grab your car keys that she was hiding behind her back.
«No. Vent to me, let's talk about this together.»She said with tears in her eyes.
«And what exactly will we have to talk about anymore? Huh? That you still enjoy dating your ex?»You said irritably, once again grabbing for the keys.
«You know it isn't. Now please let me explain and let's go to sleep, please.»She tried to talk you through.
«No. Please give me the keys.»You said sadly, but she denied with a face.
The realization hit you and you went upstairs to your room, grabbed your motorcycle helmet, then quickly descended the stairs and grabbed the motorcycle keys.
«No, y/n no!.»She said, but you left the house, going to the garage to get your motorcycle.
You started the engine, hurtling away.
You started driving crazy through the deserted streets of Los Angeles, ignoring all the traffic lights.
You couldn't believe your girlfriend did such a thing, especially to you.
Maybe you should have made her explain the situation.
Yes, you definitely had to.
But it didn't make you go home, on the contrary, you kept driving faster.
The sadness of the way you left your girlfriend at home, and the anger you felt remembering those pictures, which depicted your girlfriend spending time with her ex-boyfriend.
It had now been a few hours since you left home and now you had to return, also because you had someone at home waiting for you.
You've pulled into your driveway, stowed your vehicle in the garage, doffed your helmet, and entered your home.
You were greeted by Florence who threw herself into your arms.
«You have no idea how worried you've made me.»She whispered in a shaky voice. You didn't hug her back, at least until she whispered «please hug me.»
That's when you put the helmet down on the floor and wrapped your arms around her waist.
You stroked her back and when she pulled away to look into your eyes, they were still full of tears.
You caressed her arms, gluing your foreheads together.
«Sorry.»You whispered looking into her eyes. She denied with his face whispering a «no, you don't have to apologize.»
She put her hands on your shoulders, taking off your jacket, almost with the fear that you might leave again, but by now you were in her arms, you were at home.
She held you back to her, tying her legs around your waist. With her in your arms, you made your way to the living room, sitting down on the sofa.
«You idiot.»She muttered, sticking her head into your neck, causing you to giggle,
«I'm a big idiot.»You said, smiling more as soon as you heard she nod.
«But maybe you're not the only one.»She lifted her face, caressing your cheek.
«I should have explained.»She started but you quickly cut her off.
«You tried to do it, it's me who didn't let you speak.»You said as the guilt started to invade you.
«No my love. Most likely I wouldn't let you do it either.»She whispered.
«I should have told you about this right away, but I didn't know how to do it, so I continued to keep it hidden.
A few days ago, Zack contacted me, saying he wanted to fix our relationship. I didn't want to go, I swear y/n, I told him about the two of us and he said it would be a normal date, like two friends, so I accepted.»She said with a shaky breath as he watched you start to move annoyed under her.
«Please let me finish.»She said afraid you might come out again.
You nodded with a sigh, not daring to look at her.
«The first outing went well. We talked like normal friends and really y/n, we said goodbye, we said we would go on with our life without having to think about the past. But then, a few days later he called again, so I again accepted his proposal to go out again. It's only happened twice y/n, I swear, only twice.»She started to cry as she leaned into your neck, locking her arms around it again.
«Sorry, sorry, sorry.»She said leaving kisses on your cheek.
This time you didn't touch her.
There were many minutes of silence, where the only thing audible were her sobs.
«What are you thinking about?»She said as she saw you starting to stare somewhere in the room.
«It's just...I don't see why dating your ex when you already have a girlfriend back home.»You told her, feeling her eyes on you.
«I know baby and, I promise you, it won't happen again, ever. And please believe me when I tell you that nothing counted for me. You're still you all I want and you always will be, you'll always be the one I love the most.»She stroked the back of your neck, seeing a small hope that everything was all right when she saw the small smile on your face.
«Now if you want to think about it again, I'll let you do it, but I don't want you to do something like that again.»You looked at her confused, finally looking up.
«Never drive again when you're like this. Please. Do it for me.»She extended her little finger at you. «Promise me.»You smiled again, rolling your eyes.
«But I know how to drive, you have to be calm-» you were interrupted by her voice. «Promise me.»She insisted making you sigh.
«Take it out on me.»She continued. You reached out with your little finger, squeezing her.
«Thank you.»She said, finally pressing her lips to yours.
«Am I forgiven?»She asked you with puppy dog eyes. «Of course you are.»You murmured against her lips.
You grabbed her by her legs again, carrying her upstairs, laying her in bed once you moved the covers.
«I'll be right back.»You placed her on the bed, walking to the bathroom to brush your teeth and rinse your face.
You went into our bedroom, undressed and put on your pajamas.
«How could I.»You heard her whisper. You turned away confused, looking for an explanation to her words.
«How could I go out with that person, when I had this angel waiting for me at home?»She said, denying with his face making you smile.
«I didn't mean to scare you earlier.»You said after a few moments. «Don't worry.»She interrupted you, «now you're here.»
