Runaway

Chapter 11

I hung up. I look for Lindsay and I can't find her. I get up into the crowd. Sweat was stuck to everyone's skin. I found her in the middle of the crowd talking to some guy. I walk over to her.
"Lindsay!" i yell and wave my hand so she can see me. She looks up and notices me. She waves me over. I finally reach her through the jungle of swinging arms and bumps of butts in the air.
"What is it Nicky?" she ask.
"Someone is on there way here to give us a ride."
"Who?" she tries yells over the music and people.
"A co-worker of us." i narrow my eyes. It took her a moment but she finally got it. She looks at the man.
"Sorry, i have to go." and kisses him on the cheek. She grabs my hand and we snake through back to our table. We grab our things and pay for the drinks and walk out the door. The cool crisp air smacks us increasingly making us cold. We see a car pull up and with Drew in the driver seat and someone in the passenger. The man in the passenger gets out and walks over to us.
"Hey Mark." Lindsay says.
"Hey Liz. Where are your keys to your car?" She digs in her purse and gets her keys out and hands them to her. Mark looks at me.
"Im gonna drive her home and Drew will drive you home." He grabs her and they walk to her car. I look at Drew and i walk to the car.
"Thought you would never come over." he says sarcastically. I smile and get in the passenger and shut the door.
"Where to?" he ask.
"That's for me to know and not for you." i whip back at him.
"Really? Well i kinda need to know so you can go home." he smiles.
"Keep going straight down this road." i point to a road.
"How did you know we were gonna be here?" i ask.
"Lindsay told me. Plus i know her like a sister and every Saturday night." he shoots me a look and grins.

I hung up. I look for Lindsay and I can't find her. I get up into the crowd. Sweat was stuck to everyone's skin. I found her in the middle of the crowd talking to some guy. I walk over to her.
"Lindsay!" i yell and wave my hand so she can see me. She looks up and notices me. She waves me over. I finally reach her through the jungle of swinging arms and bumps of butts in the air.
"What is it Nicky?" she ask.
"Someone is on there way here to give us a ride."
"Who?" she tries yells over the music and people.
"A co-worker of us." i narrow my eyes. It took her a moment but she finally got it. She looks at the man.
"Sorry, i have to go." and kisses him on the cheek. She grabs my hand and we snake through back to our table. We grab our things and He is leaned back with one hand on the wheel and the other on the window. The radio is playing pop music. The shirt he is wearing is tight on his stomach and on his forearms showing of some muscle. I laugh out loud but i can't help it. He turns and looks at me and is smiling big and bright.
"What?" he ask.
"Nothing." i breath out.
"Well miss laughfy taffy, where do we turn from here?" i look up. I shake my head.
"Screw my place, let's go to your house." and i poke his cheek. He laughs.
"Ok, if ya say so." we u-turn and he is smiling.
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We arrive at a big white house. They're is a deck hanging from the second floor. His driveway is smooth and feels nice on the vehicles tires. He has a garden in front of his house.
My jaw drops at the sight of his house.
"Are you like rich or something?" i ask. He chuckles.
"No but my mom was. When she passed she left me a load of money."
"Oh im sorry".
"Don't be. I didn't like her so it's cool." Silence filled the car. He parked and we walked in the door. The living room was gigantic. It had a fireplace with wooden floors and it lead right to the kitchen.
The kitchen had the same wooden panels as the living room. It had all new application and was the most amazing this Nicole had ever seen.