Annoying the Stubborn

t h i r t e e n

Y/N asked Julia to make four sandwiches and she also took two cans of Coke from the fridge and placed them in a bag.

"Follow me," she said as she passed Lauren, heading to the stairs that led to the basement.

What surprised Lauren though, was that it wasn't a basement. Once their presence made it to the room, the lights automatically went on and before Lauren's eyes were twenty—probably more—luxury cars. Aston Martin, Rolls-Royce, Mercedes-Benz, Lexus, Maserati, Koenigsegg, McLaren, Chrysler, Lamborghini, Pagani, Ford, Volkswagen, Cadillac, Maybach,  Mazda, Bugatti, Audi, Bentley, Ferrari, Chevrolet, BMW, Porsche, Dodge, Jaguar—name it, and it's here in the extensive parking space Y/N's has lying underneath her house. Lauren was positive that she also saw at least three limousines among the mix of these expensive cars.

"Do you want it slow or fast?" Y/N asked, stopping in the middle of the stairs to look at Lauren, who had her jaw on the floor. "Hey."

"Oh, sorry, what?" Lauren replied, cheeks slightly blushing.

Y/N smirked. "Nothing. I hope you don't have car sickness."

"I'm fine." Lauren shrugged, following Y/N down the stairs.

It looked like Batman's garage with every car having its own panel lighting on top. The walls were made of brick and painted black, emphasizing each and every color of the cars. On the right side was a room surrounded with glass and a sliding door. It had a loft section, flatscreen TV, speakers, a foosball, billiard table, darts, and a bar that was on the far end of the room. A man cave.

"If you want to hear the entire story, I suggest we take it slow," Y/N muttered to herself as she walked towards a black BMW i8 with blue linings, reminding Lauren of Tron: Legacy.

However, Lauren was utterly shocked when Y/N opened the door for her. And it wasn't because of the rich interior—it was because it was the first time Y/N did something nice for her.

"Make yourself comfortable, princess," she said, and smiled—God, her smile.

Why did she have to be so hard to hate?

"I told you to stop acting like you care," Lauren warned but Y/N ignored her, keeping her charming smile and cocking her head to the side.

"Come on. Just tell me the directions."

And Lauren gave in because she couldn't exactly close the door again and open it for herself. No, that was idiotic. And Y/N was being extra cute so, why not?

Once she was inside, Y/N carefully brought the door down and circled around to get to her side of the car. The sound that the car made caused shivers to run down Lauren's spine. It blared so clean and beautiful and expensive and she began to wonder how the other cars sounded.

Y/N dared to reach out to the auxiliary and attached it to her phone, playing Super Far by LANY.

Up all night on my mind got me thinking
Wanna stay, can you give me a reason
I don't think so, I don't think so

"If you don't like it, you can take the aux," Y/N said with a smirk, slowly driving to the garage door.

"Can you just tell me what happened?"

I'm in love with someone but I'm not sure
She can love someone back the way they love her
I don't think so, I don't think so

"Look, I want you to be comfortable, okay? Can you just calm down for a second?" Y/N almost pleaded, switching gazes from Lauren to the door that was automatically sliding up.