***Natalie's POV***
When the cars start honking like crazy again, Blake and I break apart. We look around and see that the stop sign is gone. We hurriedly got up. We sat up in the car getting the air we lost from the kiss and then I looking over at him and he was smirking. He ran his fingers through his messed up hair, from me obviously, and then smilies like a fool. He smiles with his swollen bottom lip.
"That was the best I've ever had," he admits, and pauses to look over at me. "And we haven't even had sex yet." He smiles his perfect, adorable, heart warming, hot smile and I melt, once again. I don't know what it is about this man, I'll tell ya. My cheeks heats up and then I put my head down in embarrassment and then my hair caves my face. And then I put my hair back in a ponytail and grab my hat. My shirt was slipping down my shoulder when I got out. I hear a wolf whistle come in from behind me. "Back off." Blake warns the 30 year off perv. Blake comes to claim his 'territory' by putting his arm around me. He leans over and pulls my shirt back over my shoulder and straightens up. The man is in a grey Malibu and has a beard and keeps rotating a toothpick in his mouth.
"Son, let me tell you somethin'. That sexy mofo doesn't need a little cunt like you. She needs a man like me." He flicks his toothpick and eyes me up and down. Blake starts to walk towards him, leaving me behind. But I'm not going to just stand around. I walk in front of Blake and face him.
"I got this." I tell him.
"Alright." He says backing up and unclenching his fists. I approach the man and look him straight in the eyes, ignoring the uncomfortableness.
"Listen here you little bastard. I would take your little, crusty, country, perving ass home before I do it for you. You little bitch." I tell him off.
"And why would I do that sugar?" He asks leaning his arm against the peak of where his window would be, getting closer to where I'm standing.
"Because imma give you to the count of three to get you and your puny Malibu out of this line and go to the parking lot and leave us alone. Or else I will shove that probably 3 day old tooth pick down your throat. Are we clear?" I threatened. I clenched my jaw and made the most serious face I could.
"Crystal." He gulps and drives to the line. I think I did my job. I turn around and pretend to wipe dust off my shirt and walk proudly to the car. I have attracted people peeking their heads out of there cars to watch the fight. But whatever.
"You are so hot when your mad." Blake says staring at me with wide eyes. He is almost emotionless.
"Get in the car." I snap back, not rude, but not nice either. I get into shotgun and Blake gets back in the drivers seat. I turn on the radio and Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots come on right away. I immediately start singing every word. And then when Blake starts driving again I look over to see he keeps looking at me. I laugh and then keep singing. "Hey, keep your wild eyes on the road." I tell him. We still have a few minutes until we get into the parking lot. When the song goes off Don't Let Me Down by the Chainsmokers and Daya comes on. I sing the words to that song, just not as loud. And then Blake sets his hand on my thigh. I feel a little shock when he does, and I could tell he felt it too, be he kept his hand their. It made me a little uncomfortable at first but then it made me realize. Blake really loves me, Blake Rider is mine. I know I say those words all the time but they never get old. When I'm about to talk to him I hear his phone ring. It says 'unknown caller'. He turns down the radio and picks up the phone. He removes his hand from my thigh. I look at him while he talks on the phone, I can only hear what Blake is saying:
-Hello
-Hi
-I'm fine dad.
Wait, dad??
-I am kinda busy right now.
-Yeah, bye.
He hangs up and sets his phone back down.
"Who was that?" I ask him curiously.
"My dad." He responds blankly.
"Hey are you okay?" I ask and set my hand on his right thigh.
"Yeah," he coughs, "my dad and I don't really... Uh, have the best relationship, ya know?" I tells me, scratching the back of his head, and then running his finger through his hair.
"Do you wanna talk about it, babe?" I ask. Wow, I never say that word. He kind of took it weird at first too, and then he acted like he was relieved.
"Well my dad is in the army, and the last time we talked we got in a big fight. And the last time I saw him was about a year ago..." He trails off.
"Well you can call him back, if you need to. It's no big-" I try to reason.
"No, no, it's okay. Your my priority now." He tells me and leans over to peak a kiss on my cheek. I blush and then we finally make it to the parking lot. I get out and then we walk into the humongous stadium. We get to the toll booth and a muscular man stops us in our tracks.
"Tickets please." He demands. I check my pockets and the realization I'm facing hits me.
I forgot the tickets...
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Fiksi Remaja"Honey, why don't you and Blake come over to our house and he can show you around the neighbor hood!" Mrs. Rider offers. "Oh I would love to," I said fakely, "but I have a lot of-" I try to finish but my mother cuts me off. I really did not want to...
