A Bleak Kind Of Happy.

11: Interrogation.

I didn't go back to the airport. I found a bench outside and sat there. It was getting cold but I didn't mind. I just sat there staring into space not thinking of anything then my heard my phone's text tone. It was Farkle.

555-0124:
Hey, I'm here at the car park. Whenever you're ready.

It was nice to know he came.

I guess it's time to update my contacts.

After reply that I'll be there soon, I save his number.
I started walking towards the car park looking for a black Honda Accord and I spotted him leaning against the passenger side door.

"Hey." I said blandly as I walked over to Farkle. A big smile stretching on his face. He was dressed in all black and his dark brown eyes were glistening in the dark.

I walk up to him and he pulls me in for a hug. I hug him back.

"So what are we doing for the night?" I say at an attempt at nonchalance when really I was nervous. I don't know why.

"I don't know what you've got in mind." He says. 

"Um-" I'm cut off by my phone ringing. I pull it out of my pocket and take a look at the screen.

"Riley." I say quietly.

Farkle nods. I answer.

"Hi, Riles."

"Yeah Maya. Are you busy?" She asks quickly.

"I'm not sure what I'm doing. But I'm at the airport with Farkle."

"You're with Farkle?" She asks unbelievably with delight.

"Yeah." I said trying to act like it was no big deal. "I needed a ride back after dropping my mom."

I knew I could have called Riley. I knew I could have taken the subway. I knew I could have walked. But after sending off Farkle with that kiss and saying nothing. I wanted to make things right before he goes on thinking we're boyfriend-girlfriend.  Plus I wanted to give him a sense of assurance that I was going to use that number. I known him long enough to know that when he's unsure of something he freaks out. Like starting to hyperventilate and curl up in a ball. That was somethings about Farkle Minkus.

"Hmm..well whatever you say." Her voice sounded like she wasn't believing what I said. "So I guess you're coming soon for the sleepover."

Sleepover? I don't think I agreed to that.

"Yeah. So sorry Riles I'll speak to you first thing tomorrow."

"Why not tonight?"

"Well-"

"You know what don't say anything.Tell Farkle I said hi." She sounded disappointed.

"Bye." I mumbled.

She hung up.

She could think whatever she wants. I didn't care as long as she wasn't sad. I never judged her when she went out with Farkle and Lucas to have fun. I didn't go with them. I'm not into fun.
That didn't mean I couldn't borrow my friend to go out. I just hope Riley understands. At least no sadness for a night, maybe tomorrow she can tell me how evil a friend I am.

I shoved my phone back in my pocket. I had only three contacts. Riley. My mother. And Farkle. My mother is going to L.A so I don't think she'll call(she never does). Riley is probably not going to call me ever again after ditching her sleepover.

And Farkle, he was here. I was here. I never thought I'd be saying this but we were together. Without Riley. Without Lucas. I didn't know what time it was. But I had this jittery feeling it was going to be a long night.

I shot a glance at Farkle. He looked so perfect with the dim lights in the car park bouncing off his skin. He looked sorta unsure.

"What are you thinking?" I asked carelessly.

"I'm thinking of how to not kiss you right now."

I gave a light chuckle. I tried not to take  what he just said seriously but with the way it was night and we were free and the lighting here made him look so... so flawless. I was trying to not let desperation take over me.

"What are you thinking?" He asked softly.

I looked at him confused. I didn't want to make him feel too comfortable. I'm seriously messed up. Farkle shouldn't be too attached. It's been like ten minutes already.

"I'm guessing cause I told you my thoughts, you'd want to tell me yours. " he replied somewhat shy. Afraid.

I sighed. "Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Yeah. Something wrong with nothing?"

I hadn't realized I was leaning against his car and he was standing beside me.

"What are you so worked up about anyway?" He spoke quickly.

"It's not important." I dismissed.

"What's not important?" He pressed on.

"Nothing!" I spoke louder. "What's this interrogation about anyway? I called you to pick me up and that's it." I was feeling mixed emotions. I wanted to tell him I am seriously messed up.

I wanted to be free and escape reality this night with him.

I wanted to curl up in bed at home and cry.

I wanted to kiss Farkle.

In short, I was sad and desperate.

Farkle didn't say anything. He walked over to the driver side and got in. He stretched his arm and opened the passenger seat door.
He looked at me expressionless. But I guessed he wanted me to get in and so I did.

Way to destroy a night Maya.

He started driving and neither of us had said anything. He was moving at average speed and used turn signals and braked so gently when we got to the traffic light.

Breathing in the new car smell and making myself seem calm and comfortable in the leather seats, I broke the silence.

"Right now I'm thinking you're the best teenager that has driven. Ever." I say with extra forced enthusiasm.

"I try." He says but I feel he's still kinda hurt.

"Well you're an excellent driver." I assure him.

"No, I mean I'm trying to get you but I don't."

Well that was kinda mean. But maybe it's because no one gets me!

I sigh. I wasn't sure what to say. "Well then, stop trying to. You're wasting your time."

The lights turn green and he says, "maybe if we open up to each other..."

Open up to each other? Isn't that only couple stuff I guess? Riley, my best friend doesn't even know half of my secrets.

"Don't you trust me." He asks softly.

Sigh. Truly this gon' be a long night.