Better The Second Time Around

Not Your Tipical Road Trip

Emily's POV

Stop being so ridiculous Emily, what happened back there was nothing. You just held hands no feelings or anything out of the ordinary. You both just got carried away with the moment,...okay (sigh) calm your nerves. I thought to myself

I took out my make-up kit and went to the bathroom where the mirror was. I applied mascara on my eyelashes, and a slight amount of eyebrow mascara. I put on a Dolce-K shade of the Kylie Jenner liquid lipstick collection. Oh my God, I love Kylie jenner so much that I have a whole kit of her lipsticks and other stuffs at home. I grabbed my Gucci shades and phone that Logan gave me and went downstairs.

Logan's POV

I was sitting in the living room waiting for Emily to come downstairs. I thought about what happened a while ago. I'll admit that I was the one who initiated the ' holding-hands' thing. I thought that she would slip her hands off mine, slap me in the face, and never talk to me again. But what really caught me off guard was when her hands movements synced with mine and ended up as what I envisioned it to be. Well that was something,.I hope (or is it just me?)

"Ready" Emily's voice brought me back in the present. Dang, I was so lost in my own thoughts

"Wow" I said under my breath fascinated. Her make-up was simple at the same time keeping it demure. But dang, I still find her very attractive

"What?" She wrinkled her nose and looked at me with confusion

"Nothing, I said we should be going" I stood up and held the door for her before she could ask another question. She sat on the front seat while I started the car and together we drove off.

"Where are we going anyways?" She said looking outside the window, looking beautiful in her sunglasses and the sun highlighting her hair making her look like an angel.

"Aquarium of the Americas"

"Wait, do they have penguins there?" She asked and turned her attention to me. Her eyes sparkled like a child about to open a present

"Well, I don't know I've never been to any of the places I'll be taking you today, so it will both be our first time" I told her

"Hmm, that's cool" she sat up straight, her eyes fixed on the road.

Silence, one of the akward moments I really don't wanna be in this time. It makes me realize how kind of boring companion I am. When all I really wanted to hear was her talking, laughing, having a good time or something.

"Hey, uh how about we play music" I got Micheal Bublé album and played the music on the player.

"Nope, nu-uh, this is not just soothing the mood of this trip" she shaked her head in dissaproval "hand me the albums I'll get to pick the song"

"Why would I do that?"

"Uggh! Because I'm the passenger so I get to pick the music" she insisted. I handed her the albums, and she started scanning and skipping the ones she doesn't like.

"Uh, I think it's the other way around, the driver gets to pick the music because I'm the one driving" I furrowed my eyebrows and took a quick glace at her.

"Who's car is this?" She asked in a serious

"Mine"

"Who paid for the fuel?"

"I did" why is she asking me all these questions?

"Now whose the driver?" She said wriggling her eyebrows as she leaned in closer to my face. God she smells like roses, very feminine and addictive