She was supposed to be mine

Chapter 10

Evelin Rose

My hearth was weird but then again it wasn't weird, I was nervous. Looking out the window staring at the city lights hoping weird feeling will go away. Silence was weird I had to break it.

"So where are we going?" 

He looked at me and smiled.

"Why are you nervous I will kill you or something?"

"Not really but since you mentioned it."

I looked to the side.

"I won't kill you, I was tryng to break this silence."

Anha he felt it to.

"Okay, weird way to do it. Maybe some music." 

"What you don't like my music taste?"

"I didn't say that."

I smiled.

"Can I?" I pointed to his phone.

"Sure." 

Okay I don't think he has a type in music. Everything is mixed.

"Wow you are so organised."

"Oh come on, what you organise you're music."

"Just a litlle."

"Okay, I will see that."

"Ups, sorry I am wrong you have a folder for something."

"No, don't go there."

He looked at me.

"Why is it Barbie music, I won't judge." I laughed.

"Don't play it." He tried to grab the phone.

"Sorry but whatever it is will be played." 

I clicked on it, it was... it was my music... he made a playlist for me. I think I am blushing, what what do I say? 

"Whoever recomended you these songs was a genious." I smiled at him, he probably feels akward now but this is to cute.

"Tolld you not to play it." He looked to the side his elbow was on the window his head was leaned on his arm he was shy I couldn't belive it.

"I am flattered." His lip went up just a bit I think it was a smile.

"But if you listen to my music you have to sing." I said facing him.

"No chance." 

"Oh come on."

"No way."

"Alex." 

He rolled his eyes.

"I will start." 

Cruel summer played I started singig. What more weird the fact I am singig this now, or the fact Alex let me play Taylor Swift. He sang a long a litlle he probably just started listening to it.

"Okay bridge is coming up, are you ready?" I looked dead serious at him. 

"Do I have to?" He beged.

"I'm drunk in the back of my car and I..." I pointed at him.

"Cried like a baby coming home from the bar." He sang along I just smiled listening to him this made me happy. He was puting his soul into this specialy when he started taping on the wheel but sadly song was over.

"Was I good?" He asked.

"You can take the stage." 

"Okay miss. Swiftie."