Feel Something.

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I look straight ahead focusing on the road, gripping on to the steering wheel slightly as we came to a red light. The song feel something by Jaymes Young came on the radio.

"I don't care if it hurts. I'll pay my weight in blood." Hunter sang along watching out the window. I turned my head at her, my eyes widened in amazement at her voice. It was so clear and smooth, hitting the right notes.

"To feel my nerves wake up." She continues, not knowing she's singing out loud sounding absolutely stunning. She sensed my gaze and turned her head immediately at me.

"What?" She asked raising an eyebrow at me. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel enjoying the song.

"Nothing but can you continue?" I asked, wanting to hear more. She was completely confused giving me her ' I don't know what you're talking about' look.

"Can you continue singing?" I asked, wanting to hear her sing the chorus. Her face immediately turned a light shade of red. I could feel the heat radiating from her round face.

"Oh. You- you..um..heard that?" She stuttered and I smiled trying to make her comfortable again because clearly she isn't as she started fidgeting with her fingers.

"Yep. You sounded amazing. Can you continue?" I asked once more. She gave me a small smile and just then the chorus came on.

"Touch me someone, I'm too young to feel so numb, numb, numb, numb. You could be the one to....make me feel something, something....make me feel something, something....Show me that your human oh. Make something, something." She sang loudly raising her hands and shaking her head, dancing to the music. I was speechless. She sang like an angel if her career as an FBI agent doesn't work out she can be a singer.

My eyes were wide open and my mouth hung feeling like it's about to drop to the ground. She laughed at my appearance and I soon joined in. The light turned green and I drove off.

"That was completely astonishing. You should become a singer." I encouraged keeping my eyes on the road.

"Nope. It's just a secret hobby. My sister and I used to singer all the time but she was the fearless one out off the two and I was the one that got stock with stage fright." She sighed, looking out the window. I removed one hand from the steering wheel and placed it on top of her's that was lying  on her lap. Her hand was smaller than mine and warm.

I rubbed the back of her palm and she leaned her head back on the seat looking out the window.

"Can you drive faster?" She asked when she heard her stomach growled.

"Jesus you sound like you haven't eaten in years." I said chuckling at how loud it sounded.

"Oh shut up." She ordered.

"Feisty much." I murmured looking at her before looking back at the road. She rolled her eyes and I smirked when the road was clear.

"If it's fast you want, it's fast you're going to get." The car started to speed up quickly. The road didn't have any junctions or any streets for a car to slam into us but I was careful for anything that comes out on the road.

"Okay you're going too fast." She sunk into the seat wrapping her hands around the seat belt and closing her eyes when the car sped up faster. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and I knew she was getting butterflies.

"I asked you to drive faster not kill me, you idiot!" She yelled at me and I laughed clinging onto the steering wheel tightly.

"Okay faster it is." I laughed.

Her eyes flew open, gripping onto the seatbelt even tighter, her fingers turning white at the tips,"No!" She screamed before I started slowing the car down while laughing.

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