treat you better // pedri

fifty eight

"Where are we going?" I ask Pedri as we're sitting at a stoplight and he taps the steering wheel a few times.

"Bringing you home." He says as I sigh, leaning my head back against the seat.

"Best date ever." I mumble as he blows out a breath, "just talk to me about whatever it is, we can fix it." I add as I look at him and he tenses his jaw.

"It's fine." He mumbles.

"Pull over." I say as he gives me a look, "pedri pull over, I'm serious, we need to talk about it."

"I need to get you home." He says as he continues driving.

"How come we can't talk about it? We sat through the rest of dinner and didn't talk at all. Why do I need to go home for it." I ask as he sighs.

"Because I don't want to talk in the car, it's not comfortable." He mumbles as I begin tapping my leg.

"If you're going to breakup with me don't do it when I'm at home, get it over with now." I say as he turns onto my street.

"I'm not breaking up with you, so don't keep thinking that." He says as I bite the inside of my lip.

"I could breakup with you though." I say quietly as he parks in my driveway.

"What?" He asks as I shrug.

"If you don't talk to me it's an option I have." I mumble as I get out of the car and he follows behind me.

"Come on." He mumbles as I unlock the door, going inside as I set my bag down, "let's talk." He adds as he shuts the door behind him.

"It's getting late." I say as I take off my heels.

"Solis." He says as I begin walking down the hallway to my room.

"We can talk about it tomorrow I'm tired." I say as I begin unzipping my dress as I go into my closet.

"Maeve." He says this time as I go still.

One thing I've gotten to know about Pedri is 95% of the time he strictly sticks to calling me Mae or Solis, so when I hear Maeve leave his mouth I know it's serious.

I quickly take my dress off and I change, getting ready for bed as I step out of my closet. "You said you wanted to talk about it, so sit down and let's talk about it." He says as I bite the inside of my lip.

"Yeah but now I don't want to because I'm scared." I whisper as he sits on my bed and I go stand in front of him.

"We're not breaking up, let me start by saying that." He says as he puts his hands on the back of my thighs as he pulls me forward. I look down at him and he tilts his head back so he's looking up at me and he sighs, "stop looking at me, I can't think." He mumbles.

"Fine, here." I say as I pull my hood over my head, covering my face as he begins rubbing his thumb back and forth against my leg as I get goosebumps.

"I'm scared because of how much I like you, and normally it's not a scary feeling, but for some reason in my head I'm scared I'm going to hurt you somehow. I know you have walls up and I'm trying my best to get you to let your guard down around me but I don't know how to do it sometimes." He says as I move my hood so I'm looking at him again.