"What the hell do you mean Noah?!" I shout.
He smirks over at me and drives right past school. "I said we're not going Ella."
I wasn't a huge fan of school but I definitely don't skip school. I go and do what I have to do to get the day over with. Plus I don't want to miss a lesson, I need to keep my grades up. "Noah this isn't funny just turn around and drive to school."
He doesn't even look my way this time as his face breaks out in a grin. He reaches over and turns the radio up. Pompeii blares through the stereo and he taps his hand on the wheel.
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we loved. Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above.
I look out the window and watch the change of scenery as we get on the highway.
But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like you've been here before?
The lyrics are engraved in my mind from listening to it through all the tough times. It means so much to me. It's one of the few songs I have a connection to on a deep level.I feel someone staring at me and I look over to see Noah with his eyes locked on me. He looks like he's seen a freggin' unicorn or something.
"What?" I say.
He blinks a few times then looks back at the road. "Your voice." He chuckles and shakes his head.
Oh shit, I was singing?
"Yeah you were singing." Shit, I said that out loud?
"Uhhhhh..... I'm sorry." I tug my dress down my over my knees and pull my sleeves down over the palms of my hands. I feel so vulnerable.
"Don't be sorry, it was so....." He looks over and smiles one of those rare smiles. "Angelic. And haunting. It was beautiful." His eyes are so bright.
There's those damn butterflies again. "Thanks." My voice comes out quiet and shakey. "So." I clear my voice. "Where are we going?"
"It's a secret."
"You could be taking me off to a forest to murder me." I mummer.
"Trust me, If I wanted to hurt you, I would have done it already. But I'd never do that to you."
His words send chills through my body. Why is he like this? His words come off sweet but at the same time, he doesn't like girls like me. I'm nothing. He could never ever like me. Right?
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