She Gets What She Wants [Watty's 2016-2018]

Chapter 16

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Comfortable silence takes over for the rest of the drive. My head lays against the window as we pass by familiar streets that tell me we're near.

I yawn and I feel Derek's eyes turn to me briefly. My heart automatically responds by beating erratically. It makes me feel anxious, and I want to bury the feeling before they get too far. But I can't help adjusting my head a little to get a good look at him.

His eyes are now focused on the road ahead. His forehead is creased like he's thinking about something deeply, or he's concerned about something. I watch as shadows are cast across his face, and when there is just enough light for me to see the color of his eyes lighten.

I don't know what to do with myself.

He's close enough to touch, but far enough for me to know better and stay where I am.

So in effort of not even thinking about anything, I close my eyes.

***

My shoulder is patted, and I open my eyes slowly.

I'm met with Derek's kind gaze, and his hand still touching me.

"You're home," he tells me quietly. I nod with hooded eyes, and try to stretch a little to wake up.

He lowers the sound of the radio, and unbuckles his seatbelt. Then, seeing as I'm still sleepy and no longer trying to get out, he reaches to unbuckle me too.

"Thanks," I try to say, but no sound actually leaves my mouth. He lays his head on the headrest and we share a comfortable moment of just looking at each other. I know I should say goodnight and get myself into bed, but I don't. And he doesn't give any sign of being in a hurry to get home or back to the party.

"It's kind of over...if you're not there" he had said.

It makes my insides swell up with joy, and causes me to smile before I can stop myself.

Derek grins back, and takes a deep breath.

"You look beautiful."

DAYUMMM. He smooth.

"That's really sweet, thank you," my voice comes out groggy and I hope he doesn't think I'm unattractive for that, and wouldn't want him to take his comment back.

"I mean it, really."

"I know," and I do. His voice is so sincere.

"I'm sorry for not coming back to find you," and I really mean this. I need him to know. Jordan may have distracted me from going back to him, but I don't want him to feel like I wanted to leave him.

"It's alright. I just hope you had fun."

You had more than fun Jasmine.

"I was only there for like less than an hour, but I guess I could say I did," I smirk without meaning too, but he just keeps a soothing smile plastered on his face.

"We could make up for it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well you missed out on the rest of the band playing, and having the honor of hanging out with yours truly," he says cockily, and I laugh.

"Okayyyyy, and where are you going with this?" I shift up in my seat now interested and more awake.

"I'm thinking we could go to a show the guys are doing at another party tomorrow," he says coolly and then, "if you want though."

Hmm, another party. At a stranger's house with a guy I'm just getting to know. Should I?

"I don't know," but I'm teasing. Even though parties are still new to me, I have a surge of excitement coursing through me that urges me to say yes.

"You kind of owe me after tonight for ditching me," Derek grins. He's adorably trying to guilt me into this, how sneaky.

"I thought you said you were okay about that," I reply pretending to accuse him of lying about how he felt.

"I changed my mind, but you can make it up to me by being my date?"

Date. HIS date.

What about Jordan though? Wouldn't this be considered cheating even if we aren't really together?

No, of course not. It can just be a date... between friends. Or strangers, because I'm not sure if we're officially friends.

Girl, he tried to kiss you! You is more!

Maybe I is, I mean am.

"Well?" He's waiting for my answer.

"What time?"

Derek's smile widens so much I'm afraid his face will split in half. But I can feel my own face start to burn from how surprisingly excited I'm feeling.

"Can you be ready by five?"

"Five," I nod, and he repeats it.

"Don't forget!" He yells out as I'm walking up to the door.

Shit. My hands reach for my butt pockets, recalling what happened last time when he dropped me off.

Someone's paranoid.

I look up and Derek is giving me an amused look, and I can tell he's messing with me.

"About tomorrow," he adds and chuckles.

"Right," I say brushing my pants off as if that's what I meant to do in the first place. My underwear is wear it should be. Underneath me pants,and not in the car of a cheeky guy named Derek Mathews.

"Good night!" He says and I wave as he leaves me, relieved that I didn't embarrass myself...as much as yesterday.

At least you looked good doing it.

I am now a true believer in a little black dress.