Why Me? • jb

Car Rides

Kai

It was Friday after school, Justin and I laid on my bed watching Good Burger.

"Babe, let's go somewhere." Justin said out of no where.

"Like where?" I said pausing the movie.

"Let's go somewhere for the weekend." He suggested.

"It's Valentine's Day tomorrow everywhere is going to be booked."

"Come on, please." Justin pleaded.

"Fine, just let me pack my bag." I said getting up off the bed.

"Already taken care of." He gently smiled.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Your bag?"

"That too." His smiled got bigger.

"What about asking my parents?"

"And that too is already taken care of." He smiled being proud of himself. "Come on let's go." He grabbed my hand and led me to his car.

I climbed into the front seat, "You've had this whole thing planned out already, haven't you?"

"Yep." He grinned.

"How did you know I would actually end up going with you?" I questioned.

"You know you ask a lot of questions. I knew because you can't say no to me."

I scoffed and playfully hit him, "Whatever."
He pulled out of my driveway and started driving to wherever we were going.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"I can't tell you, it's a surprise." He teased and pinched my cheek.

"You know I don't like surprises, I'm too impatient."

"Well, now it's time to learn how to be patient."

"Fine." I playfully pouted and crossed my arms.

"Aw, princess don't pout." Justin cooed.

We turned on our Spotify playlist that we made together, which we listen to all the time. We spent about two hours singing and dancing to music. According to Justin we were supposed to be wherever we were going already, but there's a shit ton of traffic. We were in so much traffic that the car was going five miles per hour.

"J, can you please tell me where we are going?" I pleaded giving him the most puppy look I could.

He closed his eyes and smiled, "I'm not looking at that face, you can't try to pull that on me. It's a surprise."

"Ugh, fine." I sat there impatiently, "I'm so hungry and we have no more food."

"We can go through a drive thru once we get closer."

"Can you sing me a song?" I asked.

"Really?" He looked at me with face saying he really didn't feel like singing.

"Please, sing that song for me that you were singing in the shower that one day. You promised."

"Fine, you're lucky I finished it." He took in deep breath and started singing with his angelic voice.

Love me like you do
Love me like you do
Like you do
Hold me tight and don't let go

What am I to do
When you love me like you do?
Like you do
Hold me tight and don't let go